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

Wu Xinyan hurried to catch up with Luo Yichen, her heart pounding. She had seen the name Su Jiuai in an old photo in Luo Yichen's study. Back then, Luo Yichen had looked incredibly gentle.

"Yichen!" Su Jiuai walked gracefully to Luo Yichen in high heels, with a charming smile on her face. "Long time no see, you haven't changed at all."

Luo Yichen looked at her expressionlessly, his tone distant: "Miss Su, long time no see."

"Miss Su? It's already this time, and you are still so distant with me?" Su Jiuai said with pretended anger, reaching out to hold Luo Yichen's arm, but he dodged her calmly.

"The Su Group and the Luo Group have always been cooperating, so I naturally have to distinguish between public and private matters." Luo Yichen said indifferently, and he distanced the two of them without leaving any trace.

The smile on Su Jiuai's face froze for a moment, then returned to normal, "Yichen, you're still so boring. But it doesn't matter. I'll be staying here for a while when I come back this time. We have plenty of time to catch up."

Luo Yichen frowned slightly and was about to speak when he saw Su Jiuai suddenly turn around and look at Wu Xinyan behind him, with a hint of surprise in her eyes: "Who is this?"

Wu Xinyan stepped forward generously with a proper smile on her face: "Hello, I'm Wu Xinyan."

"Wu Xinyan?" Su Jiuai looked her up and down, a look of scrutiny in her eyes. "I seem to have heard this name somewhere..."

"I am Yi Chen's wife." Wu Xinyan's tone was calm, but with a firmness that could not be ignored.

A hint of surprise flashed across Su Jiuai's eyes, and then she smiled: "So you are Yi Chen's wife, nice to meet you."

After a brief greeting, Su Jiuai left Luo's Group on the pretext of having something else to do. Luo Yichen watched her leave, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Wu Xinyan walked to him and asked softly.

"It's okay." Luo Yichen retracted his gaze and turned to look at her with a hint of apology in his eyes, "I made you worry."

Wu Xinyan shook her head, expressing her understanding. She believed Luo Yichen, but the appearance of Su Jiu's love still stirred a ripple in her heart.

In the evening, Luo Yichen returned home, but Wu Xinyan was nowhere to be found. Just as he was wondering, his cell phone suddenly rang.

"Yi Chen, it's me." Su Jiuai's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Are you free now? I want to invite you to dinner. I want to talk to you about something."

Luo Yichen hesitated for a moment, but finally agreed. He changed his clothes and drove to the restaurant.

However, when he arrived at the restaurant and saw the person sitting by the window, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Wu Xinyan sat there, and the person sitting opposite her was none other than Su Jiuai. The two seemed to be chatting happily, both with smiles on their faces.

Luo Yichen clenched his fists, a nameless anger rising in his heart. He strode forward and asked in a deep voice, "Why are you two together?"

When Wu Xinyan saw Luo Yichen, a hint of surprise flashed across her face. She then stood up and was about to explain when she saw Su Jiuai smiling and saying, "Yichen, you're here. Xinyan and I were having a great time chatting. Come along."

As she spoke, Su Jiuai patted the seat next to her and motioned Luo Yichen to sit down.

Luo Yichen didn't move, staring at Wu Xinyan intently, and asked word by word, "Why are you here?"

Wu Xinyan opened her mouth, but didn't know how to explain. At this moment, Su Jiuai suddenly grabbed Luo Yichen's arm and said affectionately: "Yichen, don't be angry, it's me..."

Luo Yichen suddenly shook off her hand, his eyes full of anger... Luo Yichen suddenly shook off Su Jiuai's hand, his eyes full of anger: "Su Jiuai, what on earth do you want to do?!"

The sudden roar made Su Jiuai stunned for a moment. Then, her eyes turned red and she looked at Luo Yichen pitifully: "Yichen, I just want to reminisce with you, how could you do this to me..."

"Reminiscing about the past?" Luo Yichen sneered, "You asked my wife out just to reminisce about the past?"

Su Jiuai turned to look at Wu Xinyan, a hint of subtle pride flashed in her eyes: "Xinyan, don't misunderstand me, I just want to talk to you about Yichen's past, after all..." She paused, her tone meaningful, "There are some things you may not know yet."

"Enough!" Luo Yichen interrupted her harshly, grabbed Wu Xinyan's hand, turned around and left.

The two of them remained silent throughout the journey. Wu Xinyan lowered her head, biting her lip tightly, her heart a mixture of bitterness and bitterness. Luo Yichen's reaction made her feel uneasy and aggrieved.

After returning home, Luo Yichen walked into the study without saying a word and slammed the door shut. Wu Xinyan stood outside the door, hesitating for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage to knock on the door.

"Come in." Luo Yichen's voice was low and tired.

Wu Xinyan pushed the door open and saw Luo Yichen sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand with a gloomy expression.

"Yi Chen..." Wu Xinyan called softly.

Luo Yichen raised his head and looked at her, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes: "Xinyan, there are some things, I..."

"Were you and Miss Su lovers before?" Wu Xinyan mustered up the courage to ask the question in her mind.

Luo Yichen was silent for a moment before he slowly spoke: "Yes, it happened in the past..." He smiled bitterly, "It's a long story."

"So... do you still like her now?" Wu Xinyan's voice trembled slightly, her eyes full of anxiety and expectation.

Luo Yichen didn't answer, but drank the red wine in the glass. His silence made Wu Xinyan's heart sink bit by bit.

"Yichen, say something!" Wu Xinyan couldn't help but shed tears. "Tell me, what are you thinking?"

"Xinyan, I'm very confused now. Give me some time, okay?" Luo Yichen walked up to her and stretched out his hand to wipe away her tears, but she dodged him.

"Time?" Wu Xinyan took a step back, smiled bitterly and shook her head. "You want time, but what about me? Who am I?"

"Xinyan, don't be like this..." Luo Yichen's tone was full of helplessness and guilt.

"Luo Yichen, can you be honest and tell me, do you still have her in your heart?" Wu Xinyan looked at him with tears in her eyes, with a hint of despair in her tone.

Luo Yichen opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He couldn't deny that Su Jiuai's appearance did remind him of many things in the past. Those memories that he had deliberately buried came flooding back like a broken dam, catching him off guard.

"I understand." Wu Xinyan smiled bitterly and turned to walk towards the door.

"Xinyan!" Luo Yichen stretched out his hand to grab her, but missed.

"Luo Yichen," Wu Xinyan stopped, turned her back to him, and said in a cold voice, "I hope you can think clearly about what you really want."

After Wu Xinyan left the study, Luo Yichen slumped back on the sofa, his mind reeling from her words, his heart a turmoil. Su Jiuai's appearance had indeed disrupted his peaceful life and forced him to confront long-buried feelings. However, he knew in his heart that his initial love for Su Jiuai had long since faded, leaving only nostalgia for the past and an escape from reality.

And Wu Xinyan, this wife he had once been a stranger to, had quietly entered his heart without him even realizing it. Her kindness, her gentleness, her understanding, all made him cherish her even more. Especially when he saw the uneasiness and grievance in Wu Xinyan's eyes, his heart felt like it was being pierced by a needle, and the pain was unbearable.

However, before he could sort out his feelings, his ex-girlfriend, Su, began spreading rumors about Wu Xinyan within the company. She intentionally or unintentionally revealed to colleagues that Wu Xinyan came from a poor family and had married Luo Yichen for money. She even hinted that Wu Xinyan had been having affairs with other men during her marriage. These unfounded rumors quickly spread throughout the company, and Wu Xinyan's carefully cultivated image at the company was destroyed almost overnight.

What made Wu Xinyan even more disheartened was that Mr. Luo warmly welcomed Su Jiuai back. In Mr. Luo's view, Su Jiuai was well-educated and came from a prominent family, making her a perfect match for Luo Yichen. Not only did he invite Su Jiuai to live in the Luo family mansion, he also frequently praised her in public, without any regard for Wu Xinyan's feelings.

Wu Xinyan felt like Robinson Crusoe on a deserted island, completely alone and helpless. She didn't know how to explain the false accusations, nor did she know how to face the dual pressures from both Mr. Luo and her old love, Su. All she could do was endure it all silently.

However, Su Jiuai had no intention of giving up. She knew that if she wanted to get Luo Yichen back, she had to completely defeat Wu Xinyan.

At a regular company meeting, Su Jiuai, in front of all the executives, once again brought up Wu Xinyan's "background," her words filled with contempt and ridicule. Wu Xinyan couldn't stand it any longer. She stood up abruptly, glared at Su Jiuai, and said word by word, "Ms. Su, please speak with some respect..."

"Ms. Su, please speak with more respect!" Wu Xinyan's voice was not loud, but it was resounding. The whispers in the conference room stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were focused on her.

Su Jiuai covered her mouth in pretended surprise, "Oh, Manager Wu, what are you talking about? I'm just telling the truth. Did I say something wrong?" As she spoke, she deliberately turned to her colleagues around her with an innocent expression.

"You're wrong!" Wu Xinyan took a deep breath, trying to suppress her inner anger. "My background is indeed ordinary, but I'm never ashamed of it, and I will never allow anyone to attack me for it. I will never give up my efforts or everything I deserve just because of anyone's gossip!"

Wu Xinyan's words were powerful and resounding. Applause erupted in the conference room, some out of admiration for her, others to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Su Jiuai's face turned pale. She hadn't expected Wu Xinyan to dare contradict her in front of so many people, let alone win applause from her colleagues. She suppressed her anger and said with a forced smile, "Manager Wu is really sharp-tongued. I underestimated you."

"Miss Su, you're too kind," Wu Xinyan retorted coldly, "Compared to your shameless tactics, my little eloquence is nothing."

Su Jiuai's face froze. Just as she was about to open her mouth to refute, Luo Yichen, who was sitting in the main seat, suddenly spoke up: "Okay, let's end this matter here. Let's continue the meeting now!"

Although Luo Yichen's voice was not loud, it carried unquestionable majesty. Su Jiuai could only shut her mouth in hatred, but a hint of viciousness flashed in the corner of her eyes.

After the meeting, Wu Xinyan returned to her office, but she wasn't happy. She knew that this war had just begun, and Su Jiuai would never give up easily. Sure enough, the next day, Wu Xinyan discovered a series of errors in the project she was responsible for...