Zhang Aijun nodded, took the letter, and read it once. At first, he was stunned, then his face showed a bit of embarrassment.
This was Huo Yingjie's private matter, and he had no right to interfere.
"It's better you look at this yourself, Comrade Huo," Zhang Aijun said as he folded the letter neatly and put it back into the envelope.
Huo Yingjie was very curious, took the letter, took it out, and read it carefully. First, he was dumbfounded, then furious.
Zhang Aijun thought Huo Yingjie would ask if the things He Tiantian wrote in the letter were true, but Huo Yingjie didn't mention it at all and just put the letter away.
Hearing He Tiantian's voice behind him, Huo Yingjie hurriedly put the letter away.
"Can we go now?" He Tiantian, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, came out of the yard.
"We were just waiting for you," Huo Yingjie said with a smile, as if nothing had happened.