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

Bridging the gap: the bridge of trust

Wu Xinyan returned to the villa, locked herself in the room, and curled up on the bed.

Luo Yichen's promise echoed in her ears, but it was like there was a thin film between them, unable to touch the scars in her heart.

She thought of Su Jiuai's arrogant face and the rumors, and her heart ached.

The next morning, Wu Xinyan went downstairs and unexpectedly saw Luo Yichen busy in the kitchen.

He was wearing an apron and clumsily frying eggs. The sunlight shone through the window onto him, giving him a warm halo.

The dining table was filled with her favorite porridge and side dishes, and the air was filled with the aroma of food.

"I made some of your favorite food, try it." Luo Yichen's voice was a little cautious.

Wu Xinyan sat down opposite him and drank a mouthful of porridge silently.

The smell was very light, but it made her feel a long-lost warmth.

Luo Yichen had been watching her silently, and when he saw her start eating, his tense shoulders relaxed a little.

In the following days, Luo Yichen began to pick up and drop off Wu Xinyan to and from get off work.

He would play her favorite music in the car, carefully put on her coat, and silently accompany her when she worked overtime.

He seemed like a different person, no longer the aloof and cold-faced president, but a gentle and considerate husband.

Wu Xinyan felt the change in Luo Yichen, but the scars in her heart had not completely healed.

She began to subconsciously avoid some of Luo Yichen's intimate actions, such as his hugs and kisses.

Whenever Luo Yichen wanted to get close to her, she would unconsciously take a step back with a hint of evasion in her eyes.

Luo Yichen sensed Wu Xinyan's resistance and felt a little disappointed. He knew that it would take more time and effort to completely heal the rift between them.

One night, Luo Yichen gently hugged Wu Xinyan and whispered in her ear: "Xinyan, I know you haven't completely forgiven me, but I really want to start over with you. Give me a chance, okay?"

Wu Xinyan was silent for a moment, then gently pushed him away, walked to the window, and looked at the dark night sky outside.

"Yi Chen," she said softly, "I..."

Suddenly, a rapid knock on the door interrupted her. The housekeeper stood at the door with a panicked look on his face. "Sir, Madam, Master... Master..."

The butler's voice trembled, "Master...Master fainted!"

Luo Yichen's face changed, and he immediately rushed out. Wu Xinyan followed closely behind, with a bad premonition in her heart.

Mr. Luo was rushed to the hospital. After emergency treatment, he was finally out of danger. The doctor said it was due to overwork and emotional excitement that caused the fainting.

When Mr. Luo woke up, the first thing he saw was Luo Yichen and Wu Xinyan standing by his bed. He smiled weakly and waved to Wu Xinyan.

"Xinyan," Old Master Luo took her hand, his tone apologetic, "Grandpa did a lot of wrong things before, and you suffered. Grandpa now understands that it is a blessing for Yichen to marry you."

In front of all his family members, Mr. Luo publicly expressed his support for Wu Xinyan and promised to give her more power and resources to enable her to develop better in the Luo Group.

These words caught Wu Xinyan off guard and shocked everyone present.

In the following days, Wu Xinyan devoted herself to her work.

She led her team to work day and night to overcome difficulties, and ultimately, her project was a huge success, bringing huge profits to the Roche Group.

Luo Yichen watched Wu Xinyan shine at work, his heart filled with pride and love.

He admired her abilities even more and cherished her as a person even more.

He knew that the previous misunderstandings and hurts were slowly being smoothed out by time and love.

One night, Luo Yichen returned home and saw Wu Xinyan busy in the study.

He walked over gently, hugged her from behind, and whispered in her ear: "Xinyan, you have worked hard."

Wu Xinyan smiled slightly, turned around, and kissed his cheek gently. "For our future, it's all worth it."

Luo Yichen hugged her tightly, feeling her warmth and thoughtfulness. At this moment, he felt extremely happy.

However, at this warm moment, Wu Xinyan suddenly felt a slight dizziness. She subconsciously held onto the table, her face slightly pale.

"Yi Chen, I..."

Wu Xinyan's hands, which were holding onto the table, trembled slightly, and her face grew paler.

"Yi Chen, I... I feel a little uncomfortable." She forced a smile, trying to hide her inner uneasiness.

Luo Yichen noticed that something was wrong with her and supported her with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" His eyes were full of worry.

"Maybe I'm too tired lately," Wu Xinyan avoided his gaze, "I'll just lie down for a while."

In the next few days, Wu Xinyan always felt inexplicably tired and nauseous.

She secretly went to the hospital for a check-up, and the doctor's diagnosis was like a bucket of cold water that extinguished her hope - she had some health problems that might affect her future fertility.

This news hit Wu Xinyan like a bolt from the blue.

She clutched the diagnosis tightly, her fingertips turning white and her mind going blank.

Children are the fruit of their love and their hope for the future.

Now, that hope has become so slim.

She didn't know how to tell Luo Yichen, afraid that the news would create a rift between them again, afraid that he would be disappointed, afraid that he would leave.

Luo Yichen keenly noticed Wu Xinyan's concerns.

He tried to talk to her several times, but Wu Xinyan cleverly avoided him.

She forced a smile and pretended nothing had happened, but she couldn't hide the loneliness in her eyes.

That night, Luo Yichen carefully prepared a romantic dinner.

The flickering candlelight illuminated his affectionate eyes.

"Xinyan," he knelt on one knee, holding a dazzling diamond ring in his hand, "marry me, okay?"

Although they were already married, Luo Yichen wanted to start over in this way, wash away all the unpleasantness of the past, and express his love and commitment to her.

Wu Xinyan's eyes were moist and her heart was filled with emotion.

She reached out her hand, but hesitated at the last moment.

She looked at Luo Yichen's expectant eyes, and the guilt and pain in her heart surged like a tide.

"I..." She choked, unable to utter a complete sentence. The light of the diamond ring gleamed in her eyes, but it was like a needle piercing her heart.

Luo Yichen gently held her hand, "What's wrong?"

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and forced back the tears that were about to burst out.

She tried to force a smile, "I..." She paused, her eyes wandering, "Of course I do."

After dinner, the two of them snuggled quietly on the sofa. Wu Xinyan struggled for a long time before finally mustering up the courage to speak: "Yichen, I..."