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

Chapter 495: Saving the Jealous School Prince 50

She quickly turned around, covered her hot face, and muttered softly: "The wind here is a bit strong, let's go back quickly..."

Looking at Wen Yang's back, Ling Yi's smile deepened a little. Then he picked up the fishing bucket and replied softly, "Okay."

So the two of them returned to the villa carrying a big fish.

When they pushed the door open and entered the villa, Elder Ling was sitting in the first-floor living room, talking to Ling Yin. Seeing Wen Yang and Ling Yi come back, he was a little surprised. He looked at the fishing bucket in Ling Yi's hand and asked, "Why are you back so early? Have you caught any fish yet?"

"Caught it."

Hearing Ling Yi say this, Ling Yin stood up curiously, walked to the fishing bucket and took a look inside.

When she saw the huge silver carp inside, she couldn't help but let out a small cry of surprise, and said to Elder Ling in disbelief, "Grandpa, my brothers and the others caught a really big silver carp! Looks like we can make a fish head casserole tonight!"

As she spoke, she called towards the kitchen on the first floor, "Aunt Jiang, please help me clean up this fish. I'll cook a dish tonight!"

"Okay." Jiang Yan, the servant in charge of taking care of the villa, hurried over, picked up the fishing bucket and went into the kitchen.

Ling Yin took out her cell phone and checked the time. She found that it was already afternoon and it would take some time to cook. In order to have dinner on time in the evening, she said hello to everyone and went into the kitchen.

After Ling Yin left, Elder Ling had the servants pour a cup of hot tea for Wen Yang and Ling Yi respectively, and said, "You two have just been enjoying the breeze by the lake, right? Come sit down and take a rest, and drink something hot to warm your bodies."

Wen Yang carefully reached out to take it, thanked him politely, and sipped the tea in the cup in small sips.

I chatted with Mr. Ling from time to time. Time passed quickly and the window was gradually filled with the afterglow of the setting sun.

And soon the delicious aroma of fish wafted from the kitchen.

"It smells so good." Wen Yang sniffed and exclaimed.

"Haha, Wen Yang, you're in for a treat today. Ling Yin has loved cooking at home since she was little. Her cooking skills are no worse than some chefs."

Hearing what Mr. Ling said, Wen Yang looked forward to the dishes that Ling Yin was about to serve even more.

Soon, Ling Yin came out of the kitchen carrying a large black casserole. She held her head high and shouted towards the hall, "The fish head casserole is ready. Aunt Jiang is cooking some side dishes. Grandpa, senior sister, brother, please come to the dining table."

Upon hearing this, several people immediately stood up from the sofa and walked towards the restaurant.

After everyone was present, Ling Yin opened the lid of the casserole as if presenting a treasure, "Clang clang! My special fish head casserole!"

Hot steam, carrying a rich and mellow aroma of fish, instantly gushed out of the casserole and quickly spread around.

As the steaming mist dissipated, Wen Yang could finally see the whole picture inside the casserole.

The plump fish head is covered with rich, bright red sauce, and it shines with an attractive luster under the light. It is also sprinkled with some emerald green embellishments. The fresh and spicy taste rushes straight to the nose, whetting the appetite. It can be said to be a perfect dish with color, aroma and taste.

"That's amazing." Wen Yang praised Ling Yin. She had just thought that Old Man Ling had a filter for his granddaughter and was exaggerating. Now, after seeing the dish, she realized that Ling Yin was really good at cooking.

"Hehe, thank you for the compliment, senior sister." Ling Yin touched his head a little embarrassedly after being praised in person by Wen Yang.

Just at this moment, the servant Jiang Yan came out with a tray carrying some side dishes and bowls of rice.

Mr. Ling pulled out the chairs at the dining table and said, "Everyone, please sit down and eat while the food is hot."

Everyone responded.

Ling Yinre scooped a spoonful of the fish head casserole soup into her own bowl and introduced it to Wen Yang, "Senior, try mixing this soup with rice. It tastes amazing!"

Faced with Ling Yin's recommendation, Wen Yang couldn't refuse the kindness, so he also learned to eat it like Ling Yin and scooped a large spoonful of the soup from the fish head casserole onto the rice.

Under Ling Yin's expectant gaze, she took a sip and then looked up and said, "Hmm, it's really delicious."

After receiving Wen Yang's affirmative answer, Ling Yin smiled and buried his head in eating.

But after Wen Yang took a bite of the rice, he discovered that the green morsels used to garnish the fish head casserole didn't seem to be chopped green onions...

Seeing that Wen Yang hadn't touched his chopsticks for a long time and looked a little embarrassed, Ling Yi lowered his eyes and asked in a gentle whisper, "What's wrong? Is it too spicy? Do you want someone to get you a glass of water?"

Wen Yang shook her head and said, "It's okay, no need." After that, she continued to eat the rice in the bowl.

Ling Yi's eyes fell on Wen Yang, and he found that she really didn't seem to be affected by the spiciness, so he felt a little relieved.

By the time we finished dinner in the evening, it was dark outside.

There were no entertainment facilities around the villa, so Mr. Ling went into his room to rest early.

Ling Yin was originally planning to go back to her room and lie down, but she suddenly remembered that she had to help her brother find out what wish her senior sister made in the wishing well by the lake today, so she turned around and moved towards Wen Yang who was sitting on the sofa.

"Senior, did you throw a coin into the wishing well by the lake and make a wish today?" She asked mysteriously in Wen Yang's ear.

Wen Yang's ears were a little itchy at Ling Yin's sudden whisper. She shrank her neck and replied, "Yes, what's wrong?"

Ling Yin's lips curled up into a sly smile. "I'll tell you a secret, senior. I used to love cooking at home on weekends. I wanted him to hire a chef to teach me how to bake desserts, but my dad always thinks this hobby of mine is weird and won't agree no matter what I say."

"But later, after I told my grandfather about it, he let me come here to make a wish. After I made the wish, my father really relented and later invited a chef to come back and teach me how to make desserts!" Ling Yin's eyes sparkled when she talked about this, as if she had full faith in the wishing well's ability to fulfill wishes.

Wen Yang listened to Ling Yin's story, a faint smile on his lips. How could the wishing well have been the reason for Ling Yin's wish coming true? It was clearly the result of Elder Ling's love for his granddaughter and his manipulation.

However, seeing Ling Yin's expression of complete belief, Wen Yang did not expose her suspicion. Instead, he agreed, "It seems that this wishing well is really quite effective."

"So what wish did you make?" Ling Yin asked curiously.

"Hmm..." Wen Yang hesitated for a moment. Ling Yin had just told her the wish she had made. If she kept silent, it might spoil the fun. So after a while, she said hesitantly, "Then I'll quietly tell you a few key words of my wish."

"Yeah." Ling Yin nodded his head like a woodpecker pecking at a tree trunk.

Seeing this, Wen Yang took a deep breath and then slowly said, "My wish is to rekindle our past relationship."