Quick Wear: The Rescue Plan of the Male Supporting Actor of the Popular Cannon Fodder

Chapter 507: Saving the Jealous School Prince 62

"You...your grandfather showed you the letters I wrote at that time..." Wen Yang widened his eyes.

Thinking about how all those fancy and ignorant requests she had made in the past to reject people had been seen by others, her expression froze on her face.

Seeing that Wen Yang had not yet realized that he was the one who wrote to her, Ling Yi pulled up a helpless smile.

He leaned lazily against Wen Yang's neck and said with a half-smile: "Have you ever considered other possibilities?"

"What else is possible?" Wen Yang asked, shrinking his neck.

"For example... the person who replied to your letter wasn't my grandfather."

When Ling Yi said this, he deliberately raised his head and leaned close to Wen Yang's ear. His tone was ambiguous, and the breath emanating from his lips brought about a gentle itch.

With Ling Yi's straightforward reminder, even if Wen Yang was slow-witted, he finally realized the meaning behind this sentence.

She was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ling Yi in surprise, with unconcealable surprise in her eyes.

"The one who replied to my letter... is you!?"

Ling Yi nodded, "Exactly."

After hearing Ling Yi's admission, Wen Yang finally recalled the doubts he had previously had.

When she thanked Mr. Ling in person for his reply, Mr. Ling asked her what the reply was. She thought that Mr. Ling was a forgetful person and could not remember the previous letters from high school, so she did not ask any more questions.

But she didn't expect that the person who actually replied to her letter was someone else!

"You...you...why didn't you tell me before!" Wen Yang raised his hand and hit Ling Yi's back in annoyance.

Ling Yi held Wen Yang in his arms and said, "I hadn't planned to tell you."

"Why?" Wen Yang asked.

"You've talked to me a lot about Xiang Chen in your letters, and I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed." Ling Yi's voice was flat, and no special emotion could be heard in it.

Wen Yang then remembered that she had indeed said a lot about Xiang Chen in the letter.

Because she had a bad argument with Xiang Chen at school because of Qin Yi, she even forgot to send the monthly thank-you letter.

It was not until the next month that the sponsor sent her a letter asking if she had encountered any difficulties. Only then did she remember that she had forgotten to send a thank-you letter to the sponsor every month.

Moreover, in order to avoid worrying her roommates in the dormitory, she usually pretended to be fine and suppressed her true emotions deep in her heart.

But when she received the letter from her sponsor that day asking about her situation, it was like she was suddenly cared for by a gentle elder.

The sour and soft spot in my heart seemed to be gently soothed, and the grievances that had been suppressed before just gushed out.

So she poured out all the grievances in her heart in the letter.

She never thought that the recipient of the letter was actually someone of the same age as her.

Wen Yang's face flushed with embarrassment when he thought that Ling Yi knew all about his unbridled emotional outburst.

She stammered, "I really don't have any feelings for him now, don't worry. And I didn't love him before. I just wanted to thank him for the kindness he showed me in high school... But later, other people appeared, and gradually a sense of reluctance evolved... So..."

Before Wen Yang could finish his words, Ling Yi interrupted him with a chuckle, "Don't worry that I'll misunderstand. I certainly don't think you still have feelings for him anymore."

"That's good!" Wen Yang sighed silently in his heart.

However, the next second, Ling Yi's hand, which was originally hooked on her chin, slowly moved down and deftly passed behind her knees.

Wen Yang felt his body lighten, and then he was picked up by Ling Yi without any defense.

When the dust settled and she came to her senses, she was already being held firmly on a strong thigh.

The distance between the two was shortened to the extreme at this moment, and they were even more intimate than before.

But she was facing away from Ling Yi and couldn't see the expression on his face.

After Ling Yi helped her sit firmly, his hands tightly held her waist like warm shackles.

In the quiet room late at night, Wen Yang could even clearly hear his own nervous heartbeat, and could even feel Ling Yi's warm breath on his back.

"You...what are you doing..." She twisted her waist a little uneasily.

However, Ling Yi's hand secretly exerted just the right amount of force, which neither caused her any pain nor made it difficult for her to break free.

Ling Yi leaned his face against Wen Yang's back and spoke in a low, slightly hoarse voice: "Didn't you tell my grandfather before that you couldn't have survived without those letters? Now that you know those letters were written by me, how are you going to thank me...?"