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

Before Aunt Luo could finish her words, she was interrupted by a low voice: "Really?" Luo Yichen stood at the stairs, his eyes swept coldly over Aunt Luo, and then fell on Wu Xinyan.

That look was so complex and incomprehensible that it made Wu Xinyan's heart tremble suddenly.

Aunt Luo's face froze, then she forced a smile: "Yi Chen, you're back. I was just telling this girl to take care of herself and not cause any more trouble for the Luo family."

Luo Yichen ignored Aunt Luo and walked straight to Wu Xinyan, took her hand, and said in a calm but unquestionable tone: "Follow me."

He pulled Wu Xinyan to the study, closed the door behind him, and pushed her against the door panel.

Wu Xinyan looked up and met his deep eyes, which seemed to contain a storm, making her feel a little breathless.

"Is what they said true?" Luo Yichen's voice was low, with a barely perceptible tremor.

Wu Xinyan bit her lip and shook her head: "No."

Luo Yichen looked at her for a long time before slowly letting go of her hand. He walked to the desk and sat down, rubbing his brows, his tone tired: "The group has a lot of things to do recently, and the Zhou family has been putting pressure on me. If I don't agree to marry them..." He paused and didn't continue, but the meaning was self-evident.

Wu Xinyan understood his difficulties. The cooperation of the Zhou family was vital to the Luo family, and she had now become a burden to the Luo family.

She took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm: "I know."

"You know?" Luo Yichen suddenly looked up, staring at her sharply. "What do you know? Do you know how much pressure I've endured for you?"

Wu Xinyan was silent, of course she knew.

These days, she witnessed with her own eyes how Luo Yichen was forced by family members and the Zhou family.

His face, which was originally full of vigor and vitality, was now filled with fatigue and helplessness.

"I won't give up." Wu Xinyan raised her head, her eyes determined, "I will prove my innocence."

Luo Yichen sneered, "Innocence? Who cares about your innocence now? The whole family, even the whole of City A, has decided that you are a woman who will do anything for money!"

Wu Xinyan clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her flesh, but she did not refute.

She knew that it was useless to say anything now, and only by finding evidence could she prove herself.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the study door. A servant stood at the door, looking panicked: "Sir, something bad has happened, outside..." The servant said hurriedly: "Sir, something bad has happened, a lot of reporters are outside, saying they want to interview my wife..."

Luo Yichen's face darkened and he quickly walked to the window. Sure enough, he saw a group of reporters gathered outside the villa, with cameras pointed at the villa gate and flashbulbs flashing non-stop.

He clenched his fists and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

Wu Xinyan also walked to the window, her face pale and her body trembling slightly.

Those flashes of light were like sharp swords, piercing her eyes and causing pain.

"How did they know I was here?" Wu Xinyan murmured to herself, her voice filled with despair.

Luo Yichen didn't answer. He took out his cell phone and dialed a number. His tone was icy: "Drive those reporters away, at any cost."

After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Wu Xinyan, and his tone softened a little: "Don't worry, I will take care of it."

However, things are not that easy to resolve.

Media person Huang seemed determined to bring down Wu Xinyan. He fabricated more negative news about her and even forged some photos and videos.

For a time, Wu Xinyan became the target of public criticism, and her life was almost overwhelmed by public opinion.

Wherever she went, people would point fingers at her, some even threw things at her, and called her a "scheming bitch" and a "vixen."

Luo Yichen felt a dull pain in his heart as he watched Wu Xinyan becoming increasingly haggard.

He began to reflect on his previous attitude, was he too cold and arbitrary?

He remembered Wu Xinyan's determined eyes and what she had said: "I will prove my innocence."

He finally couldn't help but start secretly investigating Aunt Luo's affairs.

He retrieved some surveillance videos from the company and discovered that Aunt Luo had indeed had several private meetings with Zhou's marriage partner, and the content of their conversations was very suspicious.

He also discovered that Aunt Luo's recent cash flow was abnormal and a large sum of money was missing.

Luo Yichen looked at the information in his hand with a frown.

His attitude towards Wu Xinyan began to change. He was no longer as indifferent as before, and even took the initiative to care about her life.

One night, Luo Yichen returned to the villa and saw Wu Xinyan sitting alone in the living room with empty eyes, as if she had lost her soul.

He walked up to her and patted her shoulder gently: "Xinyan..."

Wu Xinyan raised her head, her eyes red and swollen, tears silently falling. She choked and said, "Yichen, I... I'm so tired..."

Luo Yichen held her in his arms, gently stroked her hair, and said in a gentle tone: "I know, I know it's been hard for you. But you have to believe me, I will find out everything and give you justice."

Just then, Luo Yichen's cell phone rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, walked aside and answered the call.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Luo, I have encountered some resistance regarding the matter you want to investigate..." Luo Yichen's face changed, "What's going on?"

"The other party is very powerful and ruthless. They warned me not to interfere in this matter again, otherwise I will bear the consequences." The voice on the other end of the phone was solemn.

Luo Yichen held the phone tightly, his face terribly gloomy.

"Who are they?" He almost squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

"It's not clear yet, but I've sent someone to investigate. Mr. Luo, you should also be careful. Since they can find me, it means they have been keeping an eye on you as well."

Luo Yichen hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and tried to stay calm.

He returned to the living room and saw Wu Xinyan looking at him nervously.

"How is it?" she asked softly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

Luo Yichen hesitated for a moment, but decided to tell her the truth.

"The investigation has encountered some resistance. Some people don't want us to continue investigating." Wu Xinyan's face turned pale in an instant. She bit her lips, and a trace of despair flashed in her eyes.

Seeing Wu Xinyan so lost, Luo Yichen felt a pain in his heart.

"However," he paused, then said firmly, "the elder hasn't given up. He promised me he would continue investigating." A glimmer of hope flashed in Wu Xinyan's eyes. "Really?" Luo Yichen nodded. "Yes, he said he would give us an answer no matter what."

These words seemed to give Wu Xinyan a shot of adrenaline, and she rekindled her fighting spirit.

Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative.

She began to investigate in depth the whereabouts of the funds embezzled by Aunt Luo on her own.

She remembered that Aunt Luo had mentioned an overseas account before, so she started searching along this clue.

After several days of effort, she finally found the account information in an overseas bank.

The frequent flow of funds in the account and the huge amount made her more convinced that there was something wrong with Aunt Luo.

She carefully wrote down this information, a surge of excitement in her heart.

These clues may be the key to her counterattack.

At the same time, Luo Yichen was not idle either.

He secretly contacted some reliable media friends, hoping that they could help Wu Xinyan clarify the facts.

He knew that the power of public opinion was enormous, and only by reversing public opinion could he truly help Wu Xinyan escape from her predicament.

Late at night, Wu Xinyan handed the sorted information to Luo Yichen. "Look, I found this..."

"Look, I found this..." Wu Xinyan's voice trembled slightly, with a hint of uncontrollable excitement.

She handed a stack of printed documents to Luo Yichen. The densely packed numbers and transaction records on them seemed to be telling an unknown secret.

Luo Yichen took the document, looked through it carefully, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"The overseas accounts...the amount is huge...this is almost enough to be a conviction." His low voice was filled with a hint of disbelief and anger.

"I know this is risky," Wu Xinyan held Luo Yichen's hand tightly, her fingertips cold, "but this is our only hope."

Luo Yichen held her hand in return, giving her silent support.

He knew how much pressure Wu Xinyan was under, but she still chose to face it bravely. This tenacity made him feel distressed and admired.

At the same time, the atmosphere in Aunt Luo's villa was completely different.

She paced back and forth anxiously. Zhou's marriage partner's impatient voice came from the other end of the phone: "How is the matter going? Has Wu Xinyan not been kicked out of the Luo family yet?"

"Don't worry, I've already made arrangements," Aunt Luo said, suppressing her uneasiness. "Reporter Huang has more information, just waiting for the right moment to reveal it."

"It'd better be quick," Zhou's marriage partner said coldly, "I don't want to wait any longer and have more trouble."

The yellow media person hiding in the dark was now proudly admiring the photos he had taken.

In the photo, Wu Xinyan was seen entering and leaving a high-end restaurant alone, and looked like she was on a date with a mysterious man.

He smiled evilly, his fingers dancing on the keyboard, ready to fabricate an even more sensational report.

Wu Xinyan and Luo Yichen were unaware that a greater crisis was quietly approaching. They were now concentrating on the information in their hands, as if they had grasped a life-saving straw.

Suddenly, Luo Yichen's phone rang. The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number. He hesitated for a moment, then answered the call. "Hello?"

A low and hoarse voice came from the other end of the phone: "Mr. Luo, I hope you understand that there are some things that you shouldn't interfere too much..."