Ghost Exorciser: Is Loved By All-Chapter 828: Heartfelt Letter

Qiao Li stared at the documents in her hands, her face pale, her fingers still shaking...But then, she let out a quiet chuckle.

Ou Lin blinked, confused. "...Why are you laughing?"

Qiao Li raised her eyes slowly, and there was something cold and sharp in her gaze.

"I don’t believe it," she said simply.

Ou Lin looked shocked. "What?"

"I said," she repeated, "I don’t believe it. I thought Senior Wang was lying at first. But now... I see he was actually telling the truth."

Ou Lin frowned deeply. "Qiao Li... what are you talking about?"

She picked up her phone, unlocked it, and swiped until she reached a chat screen.

She held it out to him.

"Read this," she said flatly.

Ou Lin took the phone. His eyes scanned the messages:

Senior Wang: "Qiao Li, be careful. I heard Ou Lin might try to frame me with fake documents."Senior Wang: "He’s rich and powerful, right? Guys like him can make anything look real."Senior Wang: "He just doesn’t want you to be with anyone else."

Ou Lin’s jaw tightened.

"He sent this before we met today," Qiao Li said, arms crossed. "He knew you’d try something."

"This..." Ou Lin shook his head. "This is him protecting himself in advance. He knew I had the truth, so he made sure to twist it before you even saw it."

Qiao Li rolled her eyes. "Sure."

"Fine," Ou Lin said seriously. "If you still don’t believe me, ask your brother to investigate it. Or your dad. Whoever you trust the most. Let them check it out. I’m not scared."

Qiao Li narrowed her eyes. She didn’t say anything at first.

But Ou Lin’s confidence... it was weird. Too calm. Not shaky or panicked like someone who got caught.

"...Alright," she said finally. "I’ll have it checked."

Ou Lin stared at her quietly. His voice was softer now.

"So you... really don’t trust me. Not even a little?"

Qiao Li scoffed. "You want me to trust the guy who blackmailed me with my own letters?"

That one hit him straight in the heart.

Ou Lin flinched, just a little. He looked down.

Yeah. That was on him. His karma.

But he didn’t let the pain show.

He straightened up, took a deep breath, and looked her in the eye.

"...Even so," he said, "I’ll wait."

Qiao Li blinked. "What?"

"I’ll wait for you," he said, serious and calm. "If you get into a relationship, I’ll wait for the breakup. If you get married... I’ll wait for the divorce. Even if you never look at me again, I’ll still wait."

He smiled, soft but honest. "And if I get lucky... I’ll marry you. And I’ll never divorce you. Not in this life."

Qiao Li stared at him, totally stunned. Then she scoffed. "You’re acting like I would be lucky to marry you."

Ou Lin laughed quietly and shook his head. "No. I’d be the lucky one."

She didn’t reply after that.

She just looked away, arms folded, lips tight.

Ou Lin saw it.

She wasn’t ready.

He didn’t want to disgust her more. So he stood up slowly.

"I’ll leave now," he said gently. "But I’ll always be around. I won’t run again." ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

He walked out of the room, leaving Qiao Li sitting on her bed with the folder still in her hands.

The next morning.

Qiao Li climbed the stairs to the lecture hall, holding her bag tightly.

Her face was stiff. Eyes tired. Like she hadn’t slept much at all.

She walked inside quietly and sat down in a seat far away from where Ou Lin usually sat during breaks.

Her phone buzzed softly.

She had received the report from her assistant.

The same report her dad’s private team had also sent her... with the exact same results.

Senior Wang was lying.

Everything Ou Lin said was true.

She felt like her heart had been squeezed into a ball.

She had accused the wrong person.

And worst part? He hadn’t even gotten angry.

On the other side of the room, Ou Lin looked up and saw her walk in.

He noticed her face instantly.

And in less than five seconds, he got up, walked over, and sat right beside her.

"Good morning," he said with that same soft voice.

Qiao Li glanced at him, annoyed... but also guilty.

She clenched her jaw and looked away.

"...I was wrong," she muttered under her breath.

"Hm?" Ou Lin tilted his head.

"I said I was wrong, okay?" Qiao Li repeated, sharper. "I shouldn’t have accused you like that without checking first. I’ll be more careful next time."

Ou Lin blinked.

Then he smiled — bright and warm like sunshine.

Ou Lin’s smile softened as he looked at Qiao Li.

"You don’t have to say sorry," he said quietly. "I was a jerk. I’ve done a lot of things I shouldn’t have. I don’t deserve your apology."

Then, he reached into his bag and pulled out a folded letter. It was neat, carefully sealed, and had her name written in his handwriting.

He placed it on the table in front of her.

Qiao Li frowned. "What’s this?"

"Just... read it," he said, his voice softer than before.

She stared at the envelope for a moment, then slowly picked it up. She hesitated, biting her lip, but opened it anyway.

The moment her eyes fell on the first line, her whole body stiffened.

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Dear Qiao Li,

I don’t know if you’ll ever forgive me. Maybe you shouldn’t. For ten years, I kept rejecting you — not because I didn’t care, but because I was a coward. You were the one who ruled my heart all along, and I never had the courage to tell you. Instead, I kept pushing you away.

But even so, I was grateful. Grateful you chased me. Grateful you loved me. Grateful that you even bothered to talk to me after everything I did.

I’m sorry, Qiao Li. I’m truly sorry for all the hurt I caused. For those ten years, for the letters I never replied to, and for the day I said those terrible words to you.

You were the light I always thought about whenever I was tired. And those letters you sent? I kept every one of them. They’re locked safely in my personal safe. I never had the heart to throw any of them away.

The gifts you gave me on my birthdays... I kept them all too. They’re in my locker room, untouched.

There’s one more thing I never told you.

The person who sent you gifts on your birthday every year, signed with just the letter L?

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That was me.

Qiao Li’s eyes shot wide open. Her hands began to tremble again.

What?

He was L?

From when she was ten years old until she turned twenty, she had received birthday gifts every single year from someone called "L."

At first, it was cute — a music box, a book, a charm bracelet. Then things got... insane.

One year, it was a pearl worth a billion dollars.

Next year? Two yachts.

Then a private charter jet.

She had always thought it was a mistake. A prank. Maybe a secret admirer from overseas.

She never expected it to be... Ou Lin.

She always kept the documents and deeds, just in case the real person stepped forward.

And now...

She looked at him, stunned. "It... was you?"

Ou Lin gave a small smile and nodded. "You can check if you want. I don’t mind."

She blinked at him again, speechless, and turned her eyes back to the letter.

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...Even though I acted cold, I cried every time I turned you down. I hated myself for it. No one knew how much it hurt.

Whenever I was tired or anxious, I told my assistant to send me your photos. The ones taken from events, from a distance — even a blurry one made me feel calmer.

Just seeing your face made my day better.

I don’t expect you to forgive me. But I wanted you to know the truth.

Even if you don’t love me anymore... I always will.

— Ou Lin

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Qiao Li’s hands slowly lowered the letter.

She stood up.

Ou Lin looked at her, hopeful.

But Qiao Li just gave him a small chuckle and said, "Even if I’m touched, I’m not going to give you another chance."

Ou Lin blinked. "...Why?"

She looked him dead in the eyes.

"Because when I needed you the most... you weren’t there. You rejected me again and again. I waited for you to say something. Anything.

But you said nothing. You could have told me everything and left the decision-making power to me."

Her voice trembled. "You let me suffer for ten years. And now you come back with letters and say you loved me the whole time? If a letter could fix everything, every criminal will writre one."

She shook her head.

"It’s too late."

And with that, she turned around and walked away.

Ou Lin stood there, his heart breaking with every step she took.

He wanted to stop her, to run after her.

But he didn’t.

Because she was right.

He had no right to stop her anymore.

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