Fast Transmigration Heroine God Can't Escape

Chapter 862 The Mysterious Sender
Looking at the words on the letter, Gu Ling kept tightening her fingers holding the letter paper.

At this time, there was another complaint in her ear.

Holding up his finger that was squeezed red, Wu Yi handed the ring back to Gu Ling in frustration: "Ah Gu, my hands are too thick to wear."

"Pfft..." Qi Yao couldn't hold back when he heard the words, he quickly clenched his fists to cover his mouth, but the smile in the corner of his eyes was presumptuous.

"Ah! Qi Yao!" Wu Yi's eyes turned red with anger.

"What? Little fat girl!" Qi Yao teased with a smile.

Both of them didn't seem to notice that Gu Ling's face was pale at this moment.

The hand holding the letter paper hangs weakly on the sofa, and the letter paper falls to the ground.

It was because Wu Yi couldn't beat Qi Yao and turned around to ask Gu Ling for help, only to realize that her expression was not right.

I don't know where the strength came from, throwing Qi Yao past, and squatting beside Gu Ling, while picking up the letter paper that fell at her feet:
"Agu, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Ling recovered from the great shock, her eyes were still somewhat confused and painful.

The letter was from Rong Ye.

Because she had seen Rong Ye's handwriting before, the strong and powerful strokes were as fierce as that man's, and it was hard to forget after just one glance.

She recognized it immediately.

The content of the letter was ordinary, it only said that this ring was reserved for her as a sign of meeting again in the future, as long as she wore it on her hand, he would be able to find her everywhere.

But it's strange, if Rong Ye wrote to her, he should also send it to Pang's house, why would he specially send it to Wu Yi and the others.

Moreover, according to Rong Ye's personality, he should not choose this kind of letter paper with yellowed edges, it's so shabby.

Looking at the handwriting, it looks like it is covered with a layer of dust, and it seems that it will disperse when the wind blows.

Gu Ling picked up the envelope and looked at it again. It was true that her name was written on it.

However, the handwriting on the envelope was different from Rong Ye's handwriting, which was why she had no clue when she first saw the letter.

And compared to the carefully folded letter paper here, the envelope is brand new.

Gu Ling intuitively believed that this letter was not sent to her by Rong Ye.

But who would it be?
The only ones who knew that she lived in Wu's house were her relatives in the UK.

Originally, she planned to tell her family the new address after leaving Pang's house and finding a new house to settle down, but because she had too many things going on recently, she even forgot to find a house.

Then thought of how they'd come after her as soon as she told Wooy their new address.

According to the personality of her grandparents, maybe she will come by plane the next day to help her manage her life in S City.

If this letter was sent by grandparents—how could the letter written by Rong Ye be in their hands?
These insoluble mysteries exploded one after another in Gu Ling's mind in an instant.

Wu Yi's voice full of concern brought her back to her senses, and Gu Ling let go of her grip on the sofa, and said with a faint smile, "It's nothing."

That low gaze focused on the ring in his palm.The blood-red emerald beads shone strangely in the sunlight.

Following the broken light, Gu Ling lifted up the ring like a ghost, and put it on her left ring finger.

The cold touch blended with her body temperature, and the wild gold and red colors made the girl's fingers look whiter and slender.

Wu Yi couldn't help expressing her envy when she saw Gu Ling's body crumbling.

"A Gu!" Qi Yao stepped forward to support Gu Ling's falling body first.

The long arms easily wrapped around her shaved shoulders, and Qi Yao carefully shook Gu Ling's body.

"A Gu?" Listening to his increasingly frantic heartbeat, Qi Yao's breathing was difficult for a while.

The girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her breathing was shallow, and her face was slightly pink.

It didn't look like being sick, more like falling asleep suddenly.

Wu Yi on the side carefully touched Gu Ling's forehead: "I don't have a fever, did you suddenly fall asleep?"

Qi Yao couldn't help giving her a supercilious look: "Ah Gu is not you."

(End of this chapter)