Yu Fen: No, I don't think this is a romantic thing at all.
Jiang Xiao was complaining when he read this sentence.
It's very likely that Fang Tianyu's brain is filled with pelvic fluid, otherwise he absolutely wouldn't do such a brainless thing.
Especially since he knows Fang Tianyu is a serious person, the meaning expressed in his writing would never be incorrect.
Make sure she won't write it incorrectly next time before having her copy it ten times?
When Jiang Xiao read this sentence, his little brain fucking shriveled.
If you're fucking sure she won't write it wrong next time, why the hell make her copy it ten times?
Whose brain is sick?
He skimmed through the letter and Yu Fen's writing had improved a lot, and she even had a big craving for laziness, sometimes deliberately turning complex characters into simplified ones.
For example, "The little girl's cotton-padded jacket has become a bit tight, I had her aunt alter it, and there's no need to buy new clothes this year."
