Huo Shiqian glanced at Xia Chuyi faintly, though he didn't approve of her lying, he didn't plan to say anything.
"Ahem." Xia Chuyi avoided his gaze and said to her Uncle Xia and Aunt Xia, "It's like this. Ever since Commander Huo saved Uncle, I've been grateful to him and started to exchange letters with him."
"As time passed, we got to know each other's interests, hobbies, and life aspirations. We felt that we were quite suitable for each other, so we confirmed our relationship."
After the explanation, Xia Chuyi spoke in all seriousness, imbued with the flavor of revolutionary love.
Li Zitao, who was by the door, perked up her ears.
Oh, so that's what the letters were about—discussing interests and life aspirations!
I've learned something new!
Aunt Xia lowered her eyes, pondering.
Uncle Xia raised his head, a smile on his face.
"It's alright, Uncle understands, Uncle understands," Uncle Xia laughed heartily.
