Chapter 972: Love Letter

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Huh?”

Fang Yuqing was stunned as Jiang Wei pushed her onto the bed.

One hand was around Fang Yuqing’s waist, and the other was on her head, gently stroking Fang Yuqing’s hair. Jiang Wei said, “Don’t be nervous. I’ll be very gentle.”

He spoke as though it was true. Fang Yuqing panicked and subconsciously bit her lips.

Jiang Wei saw that she was biting her lips and planning to pretend to be mute. He chuckled and flicked Fang Yuqing’s forehead with his index finger. “I’ll let you off today.”

Fang Yuqing cried out in pain and pushed Jiang Wei away.

Jiang Wei fell beside her.

The two of them lay side by side on the 1.8-meter-long bed. This was a bed that could carry out many positions. Jiang Wei wanted to try a new position, but there was no one to accompany him.

He sighed and said, “Breathe softly. Don’t seduce me.”

Fang Yuqing was innocent.

Was it a mistake to know how to breathe?

Jiang Wei was the one who had a fire in his heart. It would ignite at the slightest touch and explode. This was not her fault.

Jiang Wei clicked his tongue again and asked Fang Yuqing, “Why is your hand so hot?”

Fang Yuqing retorted unhappily, “You’re the one whose body is burning.”

Jiang Wei stopped talking.

Fang Yuqing was originally a little nervous, but after playing with Jiang Wei, she relaxed.

Lying on her side, Fang Yuqing’s mind raced as she gradually fell asleep.

Her phone suddenly rang.

Fang Yuqing woke up in a daze and realized that she was still lying on her side on the bed with a blanket covering her body. Jiang Wei was sitting on the small sofa stool in the bedroom and watching her silently.

The man’s eyes were deep and complicated. His gaze was too deep for Fang Yuqing to see through.

Fang Yuqing sat up. She first looked at Jiang Weiyi before getting out of bed to find her bag. She took out her phone and took a look.

It was a message from her mother, informing her of the venue for dinner the day after tomorrow.

Fang Yuqing passed the phone to Jiang Wei. “This is the address my mother chose.”

Jiang Wei raised his eyebrows and took the phone to take a look.

After Xu Pingfei discussed it with Fang Yu’an, she finally chose to eat at a high-end private clubhouse. The expenses here were relatively high, but for rich families like the Jiang and Fang families, this was not a luxurious place.

“Okay, I’ll arrange it. Your family will order the dishes. How about that?”

“Sure.”

Fang Yuqing returned to the bed and sat down. She stared at Jiang Wei for a long time before asking, “Why aren’t you going back to your room to sleep? Why are you staying here?”

Jiang Wei said, “I’ve never seen you sleep on a bed. I want to familiarize myself with you in advance.”

He was so straightforward that Fang Yuqing felt embarrassed.

“Since you’ve seen it, you can leave.”

However, Jiang Wei did not move.

“Why aren’t you leaving?”

Jiang Wei smiled and asked her, “I have a treasure here. Do you want to see it?”

Fang Yuqing suddenly thought of a pornographic scene that was not suitable for children. She had misunderstood and shook her head hurriedly. “No, I’m not interested.”

Jiang Wei was stunned.

When he understood what Fang Yuqing meant, he did not know whether to laugh or cry. “What are you thinking?” He subconsciously adjusted his bathrobe to cover his body before saying, “The treasure I’m talking about is a love letter.”

He stood up and looked down at Fang Yuqing. “Do you want to see it?”

Fang Yuqing’s eyes lit up. “It’s for me?”

“Yes.”

“Of course!”

Jiang Wei said, “Wait here.” He turned around and opened a small door in the bedroom. Fang Yuqing jumped out of bed and followed him in her slippers.

She stepped through the door and realized that there was a small study connected to it.

On the bookshelf in the study were many textbooks from his reading days including some novels, and some business books.

This should be Jiang Wei’s small study. It was filled with books he had read.

There were quite a lot of books.

Jiang Wei stood in front of a row of bookshelves and stared at the books with a silent expression.

Initially, he had not planned to let Fang Yuqing know about the existence of that love letter, but he was indignant. Even if Fang Yuqing threw it away, he still hoped that Fang Yuqing would take a look.

After all, that was the only love letter he had written in his life.

Today, the owner of the love letter finally came. He wanted to show it to Fang Yuqing.

Jiang Wei was very tall. With a slight raise of his hand, he could reach the books on the highest row of shelves. Jiang Wei took out the math textbooks of his second year and flipped through them to find the love letter.

The love letter was in a pink envelope.

Fang Yuqing took the love letter away from him.

“When did you write this?” Fang Yuqing thought that this love letter had been written recently. She looked down at the front of the envelope and saw that the person who it was addressed to was Fang Yuqing. She smiled and said to Jiang Wei, “I’m opening it.”

Jiang Wei’s fingers trembled.

“Yes.”

Fang Yuqing opened the love letter and took out a blue piece of paper.

After so many years, this love letter had finally seen the light of day.

Fang Yuqing opened the letter and casually glanced at the contents of the love letter. It was like a primary school student reading a book.

“To: Year One, Class Eight, Fang Yuqing.”

“I’m Jiang Wei, a second-year student. You should know me.”

Fang Yuqing raised her eyebrows and complained, “You’re really arrogant. If I didn’t know you, wouldn’t you be in an awkward position?”

After Fang Yuqing finished speaking, she noticed another abnormality. She said, “What’s going on? Why are you writing about high school? Your memory is really good. You still remember that time…”

Seeing Jiang Wei’s serious expression, Fang Yuqing could not say anything else.

She had guessed a possibility, and her fingers tightened around the love letter.

An uncomfortable feeling spread from the bottom of her heart to Fang Yuqing’s limbs and bones. Her voice was trembling as she asked Jiang Wei, “Did you write this to me in high school?”

“…Yes.”

When the doubts in her heart were confirmed, Fang Yuqing opened her mouth and felt uncomfortable all over. She even wanted to cry, but she knew that the last reaction she should have was to cry.

Fang Yuqing asked him, “Why didn’t you give it to me?”

Jiang Wei shrugged indifferently and said, “I didn’t think it was good, so I didn’t do it.”