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

Sparks in the Dark Night

Wu Xue's face flushed and paled, as if she'd been publicly stripped naked. She tried to protest, but found any explanation feeble and powerless. Those photos and videos, her carefully hidden secrets, had now become the ironclad evidence that nailed her to the pillar of shame.

"Xinyan, you..." Mrs. Luo's voice trembled, and she looked at Wu Xinyan in disbelief. She had always thought that Wu Xinyan was a weak and vulnerable girl, but she had never thought that she had such courage and means.

Wu Xinyan ignored Mrs. Luo's shock. She looked directly at Wu Xue and said word by word, "You think you did it perfectly, but the net of heaven is vast and nothing can escape it. You framed me, slandered me, and even wanted to kill me. Do you really think I, Wu Xinyan, am easy to bully?"

Luo Yichen, who had been silent the entire time, cast a deep gaze upon Wu Xinyan. He had never known that this seemingly fragile woman possessed such immense strength within her. Her fearless eyes and powerful voice filled him with surprise and curiosity.

Seeing that Old Madam Luo and Luo Yichen were silent, Wu Xue knew that the situation was hopeless. She simply threw the can and pointed at Wu Xinyan and screamed, "Yes, I did all those things, so what? You are just a bastard abandoned by your family. What qualifications do you have to fight me!"

"Pa!" A loud slap interrupted Wu Xue's words. Old Mrs. Luo's hands trembled, her eyes filled with disappointment and anger. "You beast! Do you have any humanity left? Xinyan is your biological sister!"

Wu Xue covered her face and looked at Mrs. Luo in disbelief. This was the first time she was beaten. From childhood to adulthood, Mrs. Luo always held her in the palm of her hand and loved her. Today, she actually beat her for Wu Xinyan?

"Grandma..." Wu Xue wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Old Lady Luo coldly, "From today on, you are not allowed to go anywhere. Reflect on your mistakes!"

Wu Xinyan looked at Wu Xue's embarrassed appearance, but she didn't feel any pleasure in her heart. What she wanted was not Wu Xue's apology, but to make her pay the price for her actions.

At this time, Butler Li, who had been standing in the corner, came over and said respectfully to Wu Xinyan, "Madam, I have prepared what you want."

Wu Xinyan nodded slightly, a cold glint in her eyes. She knew this was just the beginning, the best was yet to come...

Wu Xinyan followed Butler Li to a secret room filled with various documents, photos and videos. These were all secretly collected by Butler Li over the past few days. They showed how Wu Xue had ruined the Wu family's reputation over the years, how she had squandered money, and even evidence of her involvement in gambling and fraud.

Wu Xinyan flipped through the pictures one by one, and the more she looked, the colder she felt. It turned out that the sister she had always thought was innocent and kind was so cruel and ruthless, and would do anything to satisfy her own selfish desires.

"Madam, these evidences are enough to ruin the eldest young lady's reputation." Butler Li said in a low voice, with a hint of reluctance in his tone. After all, he had served in the Wu family for so many years and watched the two young ladies grow up, but now he had to push one of them into the abyss with his own hands.

"This isn't enough." Wu Xinyan closed the folder, a look of determination flashing in her eyes. "I'm going to make her pay for what she did. I'm going to make her feel what it's like to lose everything!"

After leaving the secret room, Wu Xinyan went straight to her room. Inside the room, a tall, stylish young man was waiting. He was Liu, the personal stylist that Luo Yichen had hired for Wu Xinyan.

"Ms. Wu, you're here." Stylist Liu stood up and looked Wu Xinyan over from head to toe. "You have a great temperament, but you were too conservative in your dressing before, and didn't show off your strengths."

Wu Xinyan smiled faintly and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Liu. Starting today, I want to change."

In the next few days, stylist Liu designed a series of new looks for Wu Xinyan, from elegant evening gowns to capable business suits, each of which perfectly showed Wu Xinyan's confidence and strength.

Wu Xue, on the other hand, had been locked up in her room ever since she was confined by Old Lady Luo. She couldn't believe that she would actually lose to Wu Xinyan, the abandoned girl she had always trampled under her feet! She was unwilling to accept this and was even more afraid of losing everything she had now.

Just as Wu Xue was in a state of panic, Wu Xinyan received an invitation to the city's annual charity dinner, where all the city's celebrities would be in attendance. Wu Xinyan looked at the invitation in her hand with a sneer on her face. She was going to completely ruin Wu Xue's reputation at this dinner!

On the day of the banquet, Wu Xinyan appeared before everyone in a dazzling red evening gown. At that moment, everyone's attention was drawn to her, as if she were the star of the banquet. Wu Xinyan gracefully walked toward the crowd, her gaze sweeping across the room until it finally landed on the timid figure in the corner...

Wu Xue hid in a corner, trying to avoid everyone's gaze, especially Wu Xinyan. However, her overly bright pink dress was particularly eye-catching at this moment, attracting a lot of attention.

Wu Xinyan held a glass of champagne and walked gracefully to Wu Xue with a meaningful smile on her face. "Sister, long time no see. Why are you hiding here? Are you afraid of being recognized?"

Wu Xue's face turned pale, and she forced a smile and said, "I just think it's quieter here. You look so beautiful today."

"Really? I'm truly honored that you think I'm beautiful, sister." Wu Xinyan chuckled, but her tone suddenly turned cold. "However, some people, no matter how gorgeously they dress, can't hide the ugliness within!"

Wu Xinyan's voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by the people around her. Suddenly, everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Xue, and whispers began to sound.

"Is she the second daughter of the Wu family with a chaotic private life?"

"I heard she's in debt and her creditors are chasing her everywhere!"

"What a disgrace! How dare you come to this charity dinner!"

Faced with the pointing and criticizing of the crowd, Wu Xue felt so ashamed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into. She knew that Wu Xinyan did this on purpose, but she was powerless to refute it because the rumors were all true.

Wu Xinyan looked at Wu Xue's miserable state, and instead of feeling a trace of pleasure, she felt an inexplicable fatigue. What she wanted was not to see Wu Xue in such a miserable state, but to hope that she could truly repent. Unfortunately, all this seemed to be just her wishful thinking.

"Sister, take care of yourself." Wu Xinyan left a word and turned away, leaving Wu Xue alone there, her face pale and trembling all over.

Wu Xue bit her lip tightly until she tasted a hint of blood, then she slowly let go. She knew that this time, she had completely lost, lost to Wu Xinyan, and also lost to her own greed and stupidity.

"Wu Xinyan, just wait for me, I won't give up just like that!" Wu Xue secretly swore in her heart that one day, she would make Wu Xinyan pay a more painful price than this!

However, Wu Xue didn't know that this carefully planned revenge was only the beginning of a change in the trajectory of her and Wu Xinyan's fate. And Wu Xinyan gradually lost her way in this vortex of revenge, especially when she found that her heart was uncontrollably...

"Luo Yichen, why are you helping me?" Wu Xinyan looked at the silent man in front of her, her heart filled with doubts and confusion...

Wu Xinyan's question broke the silence. Luo Yichen's deep eyes finally turned to her. He opened his thin lips and said indifferently, "I said, you are my wife."

The brief answer made Wu Xinyan's heart beat faster. Yes, he was her husband, but this marriage was just a transaction from the beginning.

The lights in the banquet hall were dazzling, illuminating all the luxury, but they couldn't reach Luo Yichen's deep eyes. He was like an iceberg, keeping everyone at a distance, yet, at Wu Xinyan's most embarrassing moment, he reached out to her.

"Thank you." Wu Xinyan lowered her head, hiding her complicated emotions.

Luo Yichen didn't say anything else, but just picked up the wine glass and gently shook the red wine in the glass, as if everything in the world had nothing to do with him.

"Yi Chen, why are you here? Why don't you talk to grandma?" Old Mrs. Luo walked over with the support of Butler Li, with a hint of blame on her kind face.

"Grandma." Luo Yichen nodded slightly, his tone respectful.

"Who is this?" Old Mrs. Luo's gaze fell on Wu Xinyan, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

"Grandma, this is Wu Xinyan, my..." Luo Yichen paused, as if choosing his words, "wife."

"Wife?" Mrs. Luo's tone was noticeably higher as she looked Wu Xinyan up and down. "How come I didn't know you were married?"

"us……"

"Grandma, this is my private matter, I will handle it." Luo Yichen interrupted Wu Xinyan with an unquestionable tone.

Mrs. Luo wanted to say something, but Butler Li pulled her sleeve and shook her head gently.

"Okay, grandma won't take care of you anymore." Old Mrs. Luo sighed, "But you're not a child anymore. It's time for you to get married and start a family."

Luo Yichen didn't say anything, just responded faintly.

After the banquet, Luo Yichen left the hotel alone, leaving Wu Xinyan standing there, looking at his receding back, an indescribable feeling welling up in her heart.

"Madam, let's go too." Stylist Liu came over and said softly.

Wu Xinyan retracted her gaze, nodded, and followed Stylist Liu out of the hotel.

The night was deep, the streetlights dim, but Wu Xinyan's mind was clear. She knew she had embarked on a road of no return, and at the end of this road, would it be happiness, or...

"Luo Yichen..." Wu Xinyan murmured to herself, her voice was blown away by the night wind and disappeared into the boundless darkness.