Han Luoli stepped forward, ruffled his son's hair, and nodded to show he understood.
Then he hugged the somewhat forlorn girl, "Are you thinking about some nonsense again? I actually want you to look; that way, it proves I'm innocent. I'm not carrying someone else's burden!"
His deliberately relaxed tone made the girl smile.
"Can I really look?"
"It's already opened; what's the harm?"
"..." This man really knows how to turn a situation to his advantage.
Gu Xiaoer took the letter Han Luoli handed over, opened it, and found only a photograph inside.
Holding the photo in her hand, she raised it with confusion, "Just this?"
"Yes, it's always only one photo each time." Han Luoli nodded confidently, even though he hadn't seen the contents, he could always feel it when he touched it.
"Each time?!" Gu Xiaoer caught the key word; has Da Luoluo been a secret courier for someone for years!
