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

In the dim study, Luo Yichen hung up the phone and rubbed his eyebrows.

Luo Dagu's betrayal and the company's crisis put him under great pressure, and the tight capital chain made the fight for family property more urgent.

He looked at Wu Xinyan, his eyes showing a hint of fatigue, yet also full of determination.

"Xinyan, we must go to the old house as soon as possible to find information about the distribution of property."

Wu Xinyan nodded, worry flickering in her eyes. "I know, but... I'm worried they'll interfere."

"When the enemy comes, we will fight him; when the water comes, we will block it with earth." Luo Yichen held her hand tightly, "Let's face it together."

The next morning, the two drove to the Luo family's old house.

This ancient building stands quietly in the suburbs, exuding a silent majesty.

As soon as I stepped through the door, Uncle Luo's sarcastic voice rang out: "Hey, isn't this our President Luo? What's going on? The company is about to go bankrupt, and you remembered that there is still family property to be divided up?"

Luo Yichen glanced at him coldly, ignoring his provocation and heading straight for the study. "Let's check the documents related to the family property."

"Check the documents?" Fourth Uncle Luo said with a sarcastic smile, "What qualifications do you have to check? The Luo family's property is not something that any Tom, Dick or Harry can get their hands on." Behind him, several family members echoed him, their words full of contempt for Wu Xinyan and hostility towards Luo Yichen.

Wu Xinyan felt the malice and held Luo Yichen's hand tightly, giving him silent support.

Luo Yichen's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were firm.

"I am the legal heir of the Luo family and have the right to view any documents related to the family property."

Fourth Uncle Luo sneered, a sinister look flashing in his eyes.

He winked at a man in a suit and gold-rimmed glasses standing beside him.

"Lawyer Gao, please explain the rules to them."

Lawyer Gao pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and a shrewd calculation flashed behind the lenses.

He slowly opened his briefcase and pulled out a thick stack of documents.

"Mr. Luo, to access the family property documents, you'll need proof of identity, proof of heir eligibility, and a letter of authorization signed by all family members. And, of course..." He paused, a subtle sneer playing at the corner of his mouth. "Your parents' marriage certificate, and the hospital certificate from which you were born."

Luo Yichen's face darkened slightly.

Some of these documents are very old, and some are impossible to find, especially my parents' marriage certificate, which was lost during the turbulent years of the family.

He knew that Fourth Uncle Luo was deliberately making things difficult for him and wanted to use these cumbersome procedures to keep him out.

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and took a step forward.

"Lawyer Gao, Luo Yichen is the legal heir of the Luo family, there is no doubt about that. He also deserves a share of the family property, you can't treat him so unfairly!" Her voice was clear and firm, with unquestionable power.

"Fair?" Fourth Uncle Luo sneered. "When did it become the turn of an outsider to dictate the Luo family's wealth? You're just an orphan abandoned by your family. What qualifications do you have to speak so freely here?"

Other family members also echoed their words, which were as sharp as a knife, piercing Wu Xinyan's heart.

She felt suffocated, but still straightened her back and refused to show weakness.

"Even if I'm from an outsider family, Luo Yichen is still my husband and a descendant of the Luo family! Aren't you afraid of ruining the Luo family's reputation by obstructing us like this?"

"Reputation?" A fierce glint flashed in Fourth Uncle Luo's eyes. "As long as you have money, who cares about reputation? Come on, kick these two ignorant fellows out!"

Two burly bodyguards immediately stepped forward and tried to drag Luo Yichen and Wu Xinyan away by force.

Luo Yichen protected Wu Xinyan behind him and swept his cold eyes over everyone.

"You'd better think carefully about the consequences of doing this."

At the moment of stalemate, a man in uniform walked in. It was Notary Liu.

"Everyone, please calm down. According to legal procedures, Mr. Luo does have the right to view the relevant documents..."

Uncle Luo glared at Notary Liu fiercely and said in a low voice, "Notary Liu, there are some things that you should just turn a blind eye to. Why bother..." He took out a check from his pocket and stuffed it into Notary Liu's hand. "It's just a small gift, not a token of respect."

Notary Liu calmly put the check into his pocket and cleared his throat.

"But..." Before he could finish his words, Fourth Uncle Luo interrupted him, "Lawyer Gao, is there anything else you want to add?"

Lawyer Gao understood and spoke again, "In addition to the documents I just mentioned, we also need..." He deliberately dragged out his voice, his eyes falling on Wu Xinyan's pale face, "a letter of authorization signed by Mr. Luo."

Luo Yichen clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into his palms.

He knew that Mr. Luo had already lost his mind and was incapable of signing any documents.

It was obvious that Fourth Uncle Luo was determined to kill us all... He took a deep breath and spoke slowly, "Okay, I understand." His voice was low and no emotion could be heard.

Luo Yichen walked out of the notary office with a terribly gloomy face.

He leaned weakly against the wall of the corridor and took a deep breath, but still felt a pent-up air in his chest that was difficult to relieve.

"They...how could they do this!" he murmured, his voice trembling slightly.

Wu Xinyan gently held his hand, interlocking their fingers, conveying silent comfort.

"Yi Chen, don't lose heart, we will definitely find a way." Her voice was gentle and firm, like a beam of warm light, illuminating the haze in his heart.

Luo Yichen held her hand in return, and the warmth in his palm made him calm down a little.

He knew that no matter what happened, she would stand by him, and that was enough.

"I'll go talk to Notary Liu." Wu Xinyan looked into his eyes with a firm tone.

Luo Yichen wanted to stop her, he knew it might be futile, but Wu Xinyan had already turned and left.

In Notary Liu's office, Wu Xinyan tried hard to control her emotions and recounted the whole story, hoping to impress him.

"Notary Liu, I know you're impartial, but Fourth Uncle Luo and the others are clearly deliberately making things difficult for us. Are you just going to sit back and watch them do whatever they want?"

Notary Public Liu pushed his glasses up and spoke in an official yet cold tone, "Ms. Wu, I understand your feelings, but everything must be done according to the regulations. Without sufficient evidence, I cannot favor either side." He paused, then added, "If you can find Mr. Luo's handwritten authorization letter, or other valid documents proving his inheritance rights, I will handle this impartially."

Wu Xinyan walked out of the office, feeling even more depressed.

Although Notary Liu's words were flawless, she still felt a glimmer of hope.

As long as evidence can be found, there is still a glimmer of hope.

At the same time, Uncle Luo and Lawyer Gao were sitting in the teahouse, chatting and laughing.

"It seems that our plan is going smoothly." Uncle Luo picked up the teacup and took a sip proudly.

"That brat Luo Yichen must be in a state of panic right now."

Lawyer Gao agreed, "As long as we control Mr. Luo, he will never get the family property." The two smiled at each other, and everything was said without words.

Wu Xinyan returned to Luo Yichen and told him what Notary Liu had said.

Luo Yichen was silent for a moment, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes.

"It seems that we can only go to the old house to look for it." He took Wu Xinyan's hand and strode out the door.

"I hope... there are still some clues left in the old house..." Luo Yichen's voice was low and disappeared at the end of the corridor.