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

The reporter's greasy voice was like a maggot attached to her bones, buzzing in her ears, and every word turned into a sharp needle, pricking her nerves.

"...They say you are not the right person for Mrs. Luo. What is your response to this?"

Wu Xinyan gripped the phone tightly, her knuckles turning white. She took a deep breath, trying to control her trembling voice, "No comment," and hung up.

However, this was just the beginning of the nightmare.

In the next few days, negative reports about Wu Xinyan came like a tide, and all kinds of groundless rumors and malicious speculations overwhelmed her.

Some people say that she is a scheming gold digger who went to great lengths to marry into a wealthy family; some people say that she is a notorious socialite with a chaotic private life.

Walking on the street, she could feel the strange looks from passers-by, and the whispers pierced her heart like needles.

She seemed to be trapped in a huge whirlpool, unable to struggle and could only watch herself being swallowed up.

Luo Yichen's company was also affected.

As rumors of the marriage spread, Luo Group's stock began to fall.

The shareholders put pressure on Luo Yichen, asking him to put the family's interests first and accept the marriage arrangement.

Luo Yichen sat in the office with a frown on his face.

He held the pen in his hand, and veins bulged on the back of his bony hand.

He was caught in a dilemma with family pressure on one side and his beloved wife on the other.

"Yichen, you must make a choice." Aunt Luo's voice rang out on the other end of the line, carrying unquestionable majesty. "The interests of the family are above all else. You can't ruin the future of the Luo family because of a woman."

Luo Yichen was silent for a moment, and finally spoke slowly: "Aunt, give me some time."

After hanging up the phone, he rubbed his brows tiredly. He knew he had to make a decision quickly.

At this time, a news report was being broadcast on TV. In the picture, a man in a suit and tie was talking.

"...I believe this marriage will bring huge benefits to both companies..."

The man was Zhou's marriage partner. He had a confident smile on his face, but his eyes glanced at the camera intentionally or unintentionally, as if he was conveying some message to someone.

Luo Yichen stood up suddenly, a cold light flashing in his eyes...

The TV screen was flashing with dazzling light, and the smug face of Zhou's marriage partner almost occupied the entire screen.

He talked about business cooperation in a pretentious manner, but his words hinted that the marriage with Luo was about to be a done deal.

"...The strong alliance and mutual benefit are not only a blessing for the two companies, but also a blessing for the entire industry..." He said these high-sounding words, but there was a calculating glint in his eyes.

At the same time, various gossip magazines and online platforms began to publicize this "marriage". Coupled with Wu Xinyan's haggard photos, she seemed isolated and helpless, as if she had been abandoned by the Luo family.

In the old house of the Luo family, Aunt Luo sat upright on a mahogany chair, turning a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, but her eyes were as sharp as a knife.

"Xinyan," she said slowly, with a hint of unquestionable majesty in her tone, "you should meet with Mr. Zhou and have a good talk."

Wu Xinyan suddenly looked up, her eyes full of resistance. "I'm not going! There's nothing to discuss with him!"

Aunt Luo put down her Buddhist beads and sighed.

"Xinyan, you have to think about Yichen too. You've seen the company's current situation. If this marriage can go smoothly, it will undoubtedly be a shot in the arm for the Luo family. You don't want to see Yichen's career ruined, do you?"

Wu Xinyan bit her lips and clenched her hands tightly together, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

She knew that Aunt Luo was threatening her with Luo Yichen's career, but how could she watch Luo Yichen give up everything for her?

"I..." Wu Xinyan's voice trembled a little, "I will not agree to the marriage."

A barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of Aunt Luo's mouth.

"There's no harm in meeting him. Maybe you'll change your mind." She stood up and patted Wu Xinyan on the shoulder. "Yi Chen's future is in your hands."

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and finally nodded weakly.

She slowly stood up and walked towards the door with heavy steps.

When she reached the door, she stopped, without looking back, and said in a low and firm voice: "I'll go, but..."

"But I won't agree to this marriage." After saying this, Wu Xinyan resolutely walked out of the room, leaving Aunt Luo with a meaningful look.

In the high-end restaurant, the crystal chandelier emitted a dazzling light, but it could not illuminate Wu Xinyan's heavy mood.

Zhou's marriage partner had been waiting for a long time. When he saw Wu Xinyan appear, a scornful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Ms. Wu, I thought you didn't dare to come."

Wu Xinyan sat down opposite him, her eyes determined. "I came here just to tell you that I will not agree to this marriage."

"Oh? Really?" Zhou's marriage partner chuckled, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Who do you think you are? An orphan abandoned by your family, what right do you have to reject me? Luo Yichen can't even protect himself right now, how long do you think he can protect you?"

Wu Xinyan clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh. "I don't need you to interfere in my affairs. Luo Yichen won't abandon me for personal gain."

"Naive!" Zhou's marriage partner snorted coldly, "You are still too young and don't understand the rules of this world. I advise you to be sensible and accept this marriage. It will be good for you, me, and Luo Yichen."

"You're dreaming!" Wu Xinyan stood up suddenly and glared at him angrily.

At the same time, in the Luo family's old house, Luo Yichen roared at Aunt Luo in anger: "Why did you force her to go? You knew she wouldn't agree!"

Aunt Luo's face turned pale, and she fought back without a hint of weakness: "I'm doing this for your own good! For the good of the Luo family! Look at the current situation of the company, and then look at the public opinion outside. What qualifications do you have to defend that woman?"

"She is my wife!" Luo Yichen's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth, "I will not allow anyone to force her!" He turned around suddenly, grabbed his coat and rushed out.

"Stop right there!" Aunt Luo shouted sternly, "If you dare to abandon the Luo family for that woman, I will..."

Luo Yichen paused, without turning back, and said in a chilling voice, "What about you?"

Wu Xinyan rushed out of the door, her vision blurred by crystal tears.

She didn't look back, fearing that she would not be able to help but run back to Luo Yichen.

Outside the high-end restaurant, the night was dark and the hustle and bustle of traffic seemed to be isolated from her.

She walked aimlessly, her high heels hitting the ground, making a crisp sound, but it seemed like they were hitting her heart, again and again, dull and painful.

Luo Yichen chased out and grabbed her wrist, "Xinyan!" His voice trembled slightly.

Wu Xinyan turned around, looked at him with tears in her eyes, and said with a sob: "Yichen, I...I don't want you to fall out with your family because of me."

Luo Yichen held her tightly in his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head, and his low voice sounded in her ears: "Silly girl, you are more important than anything else." He stroked her back gently, trying to soothe her uneasy mood.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Wu Xinyan leaned on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat and feeling his warm embrace, feeling mixed emotions.

Touched, worried, anxious, helpless...all kinds of emotions intertwined together, making her almost breathless.

She knew Luo Yichen's love for her and also understood the responsibilities on his shoulders.

If the marriage problem cannot be resolved, their precarious relationship and life will be completely destroyed.

She tried to calm herself down and began to think about how to fight back against the malicious public opinion and how to help Luo Yichen share the pressure.

However, she racked her brains but still had no clue.

This feeling of powerlessness made her even more anxious, and she could only hold on to the corner of Luo Yichen's clothes tightly, as if she was grabbing the last straw.

Luo Yichen felt her trembling and hugged her tighter. "Don't be afraid, I'm here." He said firmly, but he couldn't hide the fatigue between his brows.

Suddenly, Luo Yichen's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID and his expression changed slightly.

"It's a shareholder of the company..." He let go of Wu Xinyan and answered the phone.

"Hello, Mr. Wang..."