Chapter 711: I Won ‘t Agree
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
“Ji Fang, if there are any letters for me in the future, please ask them to notify me promptly. Do you understand?”
“Got it.” Ji Fang now understood the Deputy Director’s appreciation for the letter’s sender, prompting him to pay closer attention. The swift delivery of the package further emphasized this acknowledgement.
“I’ll be composing a letter, and I need you to post it for me.”
Zhou Hengguang, without removing his bag, headed to the study to draft a response. With a pen in hand, he contemplated the girl who had fetched him on her bicycle, unknowingly forming a subtle smile on his lips.
Expressing gratitude for the received bag, Zhou Hengguang used eloquent prose to convey his fondness, hinting that one bag was insufficient, subtly suggesting the desirability of another.
Highlighting the need for leather maintenance, he emphasized that good-quality leather should not be used continuously to avoid damaging its longevity.
He hoped Su Qing, with her exceptional craftsmanship, would not disappoint.
Following this, he mentioned the local specialities he brought back, expressing heartbreak over friends enjoying them without his knowledge. The letter subtly conveyed his sincere disappointment, tugging at the reader’s empathy.
Zhou Hengguang’s expression of local specialities was genuine, and his heartfelt sentiment was palpable. After bringing them back with great effort, made by a lovely girl herself, it stung to see those unrelated people devouring them.
Zhou Hengguang wished he could beat them.
Ending on a positive note, he praised Su Qing for two hundred words. The letter, while not explicitly a love letter, carried an undeniable romantic undertone. The language exudes elegance, subtly tinged with fervour, wherein genuine and uneasy sincerity resides. It was reminiscent of a young person, passionate and enthusiastic about their beloved.
Zhou Yan was unaware, but if he knew, he would undoubtedly consider inviting Zhou Hengguang and Old Master Xu from the Xu family to collaborate on a book. With Old Master Xu contributing creative ideas and Zhou Hengguang providing the writing style, it would surely be a bestselling combination.
Sealing the envelope himself, Zhou Hengguang handed it to Ji Fang. “Send this out today.”
“Okay!” Ji Fang replied before a knock interrupted them.
“Someone is at the door. I’ll check,” Ji Fang said, escaping his watchful duties.
“Wait!” Zhou Hengguang’s sharp gaze stopped him. “Help me bring the box with the outer packaging to my bedroom. I’ll open the door.”
Curious, Ji Fang obeyed, further intrigued by the mysterious sender.
Opening the door with a smile, Zhou Hengguang was relieved he kept the box. His brother, Zhou Hengyang, entered with a cold stare.
“Why are you here suddenly?” Zhou Hengguang asked, grateful for concealing the evidence.
Fortunately, Zhou Hengguang’s psychology was not something an ordinary person could match. He proudly asked, “Big brother, what do you think of my new bag? Looks good, doesn’t it?”
“This is the first time I’ve seen you show such a strong liking for something.”
“I’ve liked these things since I was young.”
Zhou Hengyang’s cold gaze fell on Ji Fang, and his expression soured. “What’s going on?”
Observing Ji Fang like a condemned man, Zhou Hengyang demanded answers..