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

Harbor of Home

The afterglow of the setting sun gradually faded and night fell, but the Luo family villa was still brightly lit.

After Wu Xinyan became pregnant, she spent more time recuperating at home. To ensure her comfort, Luo Yichen specially designated the second-floor, sunniest room as a special room for pregnant women. The room was carpeted with soft, shag carpet, and pale yellow curtains blocked out the rising night outside. The air was filled with the delicate scent of lilies, a bouquet Luo Yichen personally prepared every morning. Wu Xinyan loved these lilies; their pure beauty brought her a sense of peace and tranquility. In the corner of the room stood a new bookshelf, neatly arranged with her favorite novels and some parenting books, all specially prepared by Luo Yichen for her.

"How is it? Doctor Sun, am I feeling well?" Wu Xinyan lay on her side on the bed, letting Doctor Sun perform a pregnancy check on her.

"Everything is fine, Mrs. Luo. You look good, and the baby is healthy." Doctor Sun said as he removed the stethoscope from Wu Xinyan's slightly bulging belly. "However, I still want to remind you to get enough rest during pregnancy, stay cheerful, and eat a balanced diet."

"Thank you, Dr. Sun, I will pay attention to it." Wu Xinyan nodded with a smile.

After Dr. Sun left, Wu Xinyan stood up and walked to the window, gazing out at the roses blooming in the garden, her thoughts drifting far away. Since becoming pregnant, she'd quit her job and devoted herself entirely to nurturing a new life. While her daily life was peaceful and heartwarming, she occasionally thought of her former dream—to establish a charitable foundation to help children in need.

"What are you thinking about?" Luo Yichen's low voice came from behind, pulling Wu Xinyan back from her thoughts.

Wu Xinyan turned around and saw Luo Yichen walking towards her with a cup of hot milk. "Nothing, just thinking about something." She took the milk and took a sip.

Luo Yichen walked over to her, took her in his arms, and gently stroked her long hair. "Don't think too much. Your most important task now is to rest well and take good care of yourself and the baby."

"I know." Wu Xinyan gently leaned her head on his shoulder, "I just feel..."

"Knock, knock, knock..." The knock on the door interrupted Wu Xinyan's words. Nanny Wang walked in with a tray and said with a smile, "Madam, it's time for dinner. I made chicken soup specially for you today..." "It smells so good!" Wu Xinyan took a deep breath. After her pregnancy, her sense of smell became particularly sensitive. The smell of perfume she liked in the past now felt pungent to her. Only the smell of chicken soup made her feel extremely comfortable.

"Madam, please try this! I asked Mrs. Zhang to teach me how to make this. It's specially formulated for pregnant women." Nanny Wang poured chicken soup into a bowl and handed it to Wu Xinyan with a smile. "You haven't had a good appetite lately. This chicken soup has been simmered for three hours over a low fire. It's not only nutritious, but also easy to digest."

Wu Xinyan took the soup bowl, blew on it gently, and took a sip. As Nanny Wang said, it was delicious, but not too greasy, which made her appetite open. Luo Yichen sat aside, watching Wu Xinyan's face reveal a long-lost smile, his eyes full of doting.

"Auntie Wang, you've worked hard. This soup is so delicious." Wu Xinyan put down the bowl and said with a smile.

"As long as you like it, Madam. Please eat more. I also made your favorite steamed sea bass and celery and lily today..." Nanny Wang said, and started to prepare the dishes for Wu Xinyan.

After dinner, Wu Xinyan's best friend Zhao Min also came to visit her with gifts. Zhao Min's child is over one year old, and she is an experienced mother. She often shares some parenting knowledge and experience with Wu Xinyan.

"Xinyan, look, this is the toy I bought for my baby recently. I think it's pretty good and recommend it to you." Zhao Min said as she took out a brightly colored toy from her bag.

"Wow, so cute! The baby will definitely like it." Wu Xinyan took the toy with a happy smile on her face.

"That's right! There are so many baby products on the market nowadays, I'm overwhelmed." Zhao Min said with a smile, "By the way, when are you going to start preparing the baby's room? I know a designer who specializes in baby rooms, and he's amazing..."

In this way, the two talked about everything from baby products to parenting tips, from the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law to how couples get along. They laughed constantly and time seemed to pass by very quickly.

"It's getting late. I should go back. I have to go to work tomorrow." Zhao Min looked at the time and stood up to leave.

"Let me take you out." Wu Xinyan also stood up.

"No need, you are pregnant, so don't move around and have a good rest." Zhao Min said, then turned and walked towards the door.

After seeing Zhao Min off, Wu Xinyan returned to the room. Luo Yichen had already finished his shower and was sitting on the sofa reading documents.

"Honey, I want to..." Wu Xinyan was interrupted by Luo Yichen before she could finish her words.

"I've already made an appointment with a yoga instructor. Starting tomorrow, I'll practice prenatal yoga with you."

"Yoga instructor?" Wu Xinyan was slightly stunned, then she understood and said with a smile, "Hubby, you are so kind. You have considered everything for me."

"You are my wife. If I don't treat you well, who should I treat well?" Luo Yichen put down the documents, walked to Wu Xinyan, and gently embraced her in his arms. "Pregnancy is very difficult. You have to take good care of yourself and our baby."

The next morning, Luo Yichen made time to accompany Wu Xinyan to learn prenatal yoga. A professional yoga instructor came to their home and guided Wu Xinyan through some soothing movements to help her build strength and relax her body and mind.

"Breathe in, exhale, feel the strength of your body..." The coach gently guided her, while Luo Yichen stood behind Wu Xinyan, acting as her "human support" to help her complete some more difficult movements.

Wu Xinyan couldn't help laughing at Luo Yichen's clumsy yet serious expression. The originally boring yoga practice became full of fun because of Luo Yichen's company.

In the evening, Luo Yichen personally cooked a sumptuous candlelight dinner for Wu Xinyan. Under the soft light, the table was filled with Wu Xinyan's favorite dishes, and the air was filled with a romantic atmosphere.

"Is today a special day?" Wu Xinyan asked with some confusion as she looked at everything that was carefully arranged in front of her.

"Nothing special, I just want to make you happy." Luo Yichen pulled out a chair for Wu Xinyan and said softly, "You've been working hard recently. I want you to know that I'm always by your side."

The flickering candlelight illuminated the two people's happy faces. Wu Xinyan gently stroked her slightly bulging belly, her heart filled with anticipation and longing.

"Who do you think our baby will look more like?" Wu Xinyan turned her head and looked at Luo Yichen, with a maternal light in her eyes.

"I hope he's like you, smart, beautiful, kind and gentle." Luo Yichen held Wu Xinyan's hand and said affectionately, "Of course, it would be even better if he could be as responsible and responsible as me."

The two looked at each other and smiled. At this moment, they seemed to have seen the happy scene after the baby was born, a warm and happy home full of laughter.

Late at night, Wu Xinyan fell asleep. Suddenly, she felt thirsty and wanted to get some water, but she noticed a dim light beside the bed. Luo Yichen appeared in the light, his head lowered, seemingly holding something in his hand, his movements gentle and focused.

Wu Xinyan asked softly, "Husband, what are you doing?"

"Honey, what are you doing?" Wu Xinyan's voice was filled with sleepiness.

Luo Yichen raised his head, the fatigue in his eyes flashed away, and then he showed a gentle smile: "Did I wake you up? I just wanted to see how the baby's sweater was going."

In the light, Wu Xinyan finally saw clearly that Luo Yichen was holding a ball of soft, pale yellow wool and two knitting needles of varying lengths. He lowered his head, and although his movements were a little clumsy, he was very careful and attentive, as if what he held in his hands was not wool, but the most precious treasure in the world.

"You... are knitting a sweater for me?" Wu Xinyan's voice was a little choked. She could never have imagined that Luo Yichen, who was always decisive in the business world, would actually knit a sweater for his unborn child late at night.

"Well, it's my first time knitting. I don't know if you like it." Luo Yichen put down the yarn in his hand, walked to the bed, and gently stroked Wu Xinyan's cheek. "Go to sleep, it's still early."

"Hubby..." Wu Xinyan held Luo Yichen's hand, a warm feeling welling up in her heart, "Thank you, thank you for everything you have done for me."

Luo Yichen leaned over and placed a gentle kiss on Wu Xinyan's forehead: "Silly girl, you are my wife, and I should do anything for you."

In Luo Yichen's arms, Wu Xinyan soon fell asleep again. In her dream, she saw their child, a beautiful, lovely, lively and healthy baby, smiling sweetly at them...

For the next few days, Wu Xinyan seemed to be immersed in a honeypot, enjoying the sweetness and joy brought by pregnancy life. Luo Yichen was even more considerate to her. Every day after get off work, he would accompany her for a walk, tell her stories, and make delicious food for her in various ways.

On the weekend, Zhao's bestie asked Wu Xinyan to go shopping. The two picked out many cute baby products, their faces filled with happy smiles. However, when they came out of the mall and were about to drive away, Wu Xinyan found a pink envelope on the car window.

There was no signature on the envelope, only a line of beautiful handwriting: Some things are better kept to yourself, otherwise, you will bear the consequences at your own risk.

Wu Xinyan's heart sank, and a sense of foreboding washed over her. With trembling hands, she opened the envelope. The short sentence on the letter was like a sharp knife, piercing her eyes: "If you want your child to be born safely, stay away from Luo Yichen."