It Started With a Kiss: Leng Shao's Beloved Wife

Dawn appears

Mrs. Luo took a deep breath and said slowly: "I just received news that someone..."

Her voice trailed off, and her gaze fell on the doorway, where a tall figure appeared—Luo Yichen's sister, Luo Yuwei. She was dressed in a smart business suit, but her face was etched with fatigue. As soon as she entered, she hurriedly said, "Brother, Grandma, I just got off the plane and have an emergency to tell you."

Mrs. Luo gestured for Luo Yuwei to sit down and said, then turned to Wu Xinyan and Luo Yichen and said, "You should go back and rest first. This matter has nothing to do with you."

Although Wu Xinyan was nervous, she didn't ask too many questions and returned to the room with Luo Yichen.

Over the next few days, Luo Yichen seemed exceptionally busy, often leaving early and returning late. Wu Xinyan tried not to disturb him, concentrating on learning flower arrangement and tea art. Steward Li observed this and nodded quietly. Though this young lady came from a humble background, she was well-educated and well-mannered, neither arrogant nor impatient. Given time, she would surely become a virtuous wife for the young master.

On the weekend, Luo Yichen turned down all his work and took Wu Xinyan to a private villa by the sea. Sunshine, sand, waves, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the two of them enjoyed a rare relaxation and sweetness.

"Xinyan, thank you for your hard work during this period." Luo Yichen held Wu Xinyan in his arms, looked at the sparkling sea, and said softly.

Wu Xinyan shook her head and gently leaned her head on his shoulder: "It's not hard. Seeing you running around for the company's affairs, I also want to share some of the burden with you."

Luo Yichen looked down at the person in his arms, his eyes becoming more gentle: "As long as you take good care of yourself, you will be the greatest help to me."

Peaceful days always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it was Monday again. That morning, Mrs. Luo called Wu Xinyan to her side and handed her an invitation: "Xinyan, the day after tomorrow evening, there will be a small gathering within our family. You can come too."

Wu Xinyan was a little surprised. Since marrying into the Luo family, this was the first time Mrs. Luo had actively invited her to a family gathering. She understood that this was more than just a simple gathering; it was a recognition of her by Mrs. Luo and an opportunity for her to truly integrate into the Luo family.

"Grandma, I..."

Mrs. Luo patted her hands and said kindly, "Don't worry, grandma is here for you."

That evening, Wu Xinyan walked into the banquet hall, arm in arm with Luo Yichen. Her presence attracted a lot of attention, and whispers filled the air. Luo Yichen calmly held her hand, offering her silent encouragement.

The atmosphere at the dinner was relaxed and harmonious, with family members chatting and laughing. Wu Xinyan maintained a proper smile and listened quietly to their conversation. Suddenly, the topic turned to a new project recently invested in by the Luo Group. Several elders seemed to have different opinions on this, and the discussion gradually became louder...

Wu Xinyan put down the wine glass in her hand, looked at everyone with a firm gaze, and slowly said: "About this project..." She paused, and talked about the information and data she had previously consulted privately, and combined with the current market environment and future development trends, she put forward some novel and unique insights.

Everyone was initially surprised to learn that the usually low-key Wu Xinyan possessed such a profound understanding of business operations. As she spoke, the initial skepticism gradually faded, replaced by approving glances.

"Xinyan's analysis makes sense. This project does require more comprehensive consideration." A family elder was the first to agree.

"Yes, young people have flexible minds and can see things that we overlook. This is a precious asset!" another elder also echoed.

Luo Yichen listened quietly, a barely perceptible smile on his face. He had always known Wu Xinyan was intelligent, but he had never imagined she was so talented in business. This made him even more convinced that marrying her was the right decision.

After the dinner, Luo Yichen held Wu Xinyan's hand and strolled in the garden under the moonlight.

"You performed very well today, I am proud of you." Luo Yichen said softly.

Wu Xinyan chuckled and looked up at the starry sky: "Actually, I was very nervous before, worried that I would say the wrong thing."

"You've done very well. Don't underestimate yourself." Luo Yichen gently stroked her hair. "I've always known that you are a pearl covered in dust. One day you will bloom with dazzling light."

Wu Xinyan felt warm in her heart, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly: "Actually, I have always had a dream..."

"What dream?"

"I want to open a flower shop of my own, decorate the world with flowers, and heal people's hearts with the fragrance of flowers." Wu Xinyan's eyes sparkled with longing.

"This is a beautiful dream, I will support you to realize it." Luo Yichen held her hand tightly.

The two smiled at each other, the affection in their eyes looking particularly touching under the moonlight. In the distance, Butler Li and Stylist Liu stood side by side under a large tree, looking at this perfect couple with a pleased smile on their faces.

"It seems that the relationship between the young master and the young mistress is getting better and better." Stylist Liu said softly.

Butler Li nodded slightly and said meaningfully, "Yes, some things only require an opportunity..." He paused and looked into the depths of the garden, "For example, a carefully planned accident..."

For the next few days, a tranquil atmosphere enveloped the Luo family mansion. Luo Yichen turned down all unnecessary appointments to spend time with Wu Xinyan. Butler Li and stylist Liu tacitly created opportunities for them to spend time together, whether it was a carefully prepared afternoon tea, a romantic candlelight dinner, or even just a stroll in the garden. The sweetness between them was palpable.

One day, while searching for books in her study, Wu Xinyan stumbled upon a hidden drawer. Curiosity piqued her curiosity, and she found neatly arranged photo albums. She gently flipped open one, and the scene in the photo stunned her.

The photos do not feature business elites or celebrities, but rather pictures full of life: a rainbow after the rain, children running in the sunset, wild flowers blooming on the roadside... Each photo captures the small beauty in life, full of warmth and tranquility, in sharp contrast to Luo Yichen's usual stern image.

"Did you take all these photos?" Wu Xinyan asked in surprise.

Luo Yichen walked in and saw the photo album in her hand. A hint of subtle panic flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure. "Yes, I took it in my spare time."

"You took such great photos." Wu Xinyan praised sincerely, "I never knew you had such a delicate heart."

Luo Yichen was silent for a moment, then walked over to her, his eyes falling on the photo, his tone tinged with nostalgia: "I just want to preserve those beautiful moments, those fleeting touches."

Wu Xinyan could sense the desolation in his tone, as if there was some hidden story behind these photos. She didn't question him, but gently held his hand, silently conveying her understanding and support.

That night, Wu Xinyan nestled in Luo Yichen's arms, flipping through the photos, listening to him tell the stories behind them, feeling the tenderness deep within him. She suddenly felt as if she had never truly understood this man. He was like an iceberg, cold and hard on the surface, yet a heart filled with scorching passion. And she was willing to melt all his coldness and make him feel true warmth.

Just as the two were enjoying this rare moment of peace and happiness, Butler Li hurried in, holding an unsigned package with a serious expression, "Master, there's a delivery for you..."

Butler Li's words were like a pebble dropped into a calm lake, shattering the warm atmosphere in the room. Luo Yichen's brow furrowed slightly, a flicker of alarm in his eyes. He set down the album and sat up straight. Wu Xinyan also noticed something was amiss and looked at him worriedly.

"Give it to me." Luo Yichen's voice was low and contained a hint of coldness.

Steward Li didn't hesitate and quickly handed the package over. It was wrapped in brown paper, without any signature or address, simply labeled "To Luo Yichen." Luo Yichen took the package and carefully examined it, trying to find any clues. The package was tightly wrapped, leaving no flaws.

"Master, do you want to open it?" Butler Li asked cautiously, with a hint of uneasiness in his tone.

Luo Yichen didn't answer immediately. He pondered for a moment, then glanced at Wu Xinyan. Seeing her calm expression, he nodded. He pulled out his Swiss Army knife and carefully cut open the seal of the package.

A faint scent of ink mixed with the smell of old paper filled his nose. Luo Yichen opened the package and saw a stack of documents lying quietly inside. On top of it was a black card with a line of words written in silver font:

"Curiosity killed the cat, Mr. Luo."

Hearing this, Luo Yichen's pupils suddenly contracted, and an inexplicable chill rose from the soles of his feet and quickly spread throughout his body. He subconsciously looked at Wu Xinyan, but saw that she was pale and tightly grasped his arm.

"What is this?" Wu Xinyan's voice trembled a little. She had a feeling that this was not just an ordinary package, but more like a dangerous signal, indicating that a storm was coming.

Luo Yichen didn't answer. He took a deep breath and slowly picked up the stack of documents...