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

The air in the old house was dull and depressing, covered with a layer of gray silence.

Wu Xinyan and Luo Yichen stepped into this familiar building, but felt extremely unfamiliar.

The warm memories of the past are now shrouded in the shadow of conspiracy and calculation.

They rummaged through boxes and cabinets, carefully searching every corner and every document.

The yellowed paper slid across my fingertips, but I couldn't find any useful clues.

Fourth Uncle Luo was like a ghost, always hovering around them, with a sarcastic sneer on his lips.

"Hey, what treasure are you looking for? Don't bother, I've already taken away what I should have taken away."

Lawyer Gao also appeared at the right time, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said slowly: "According to family regulations, relevant evidence of major decisions made by the family business in the past ten years is required to prove Mr. Luo Yichen's contribution to the family. Otherwise, the property distribution will not be possible."

Luo Yichen clenched his fists. He knew that Lawyer Gao was deliberately making things difficult for him.

Ten years is too long a time span, and many documents have long since disappeared.

Moreover, many decisions are made privately, leaving no written record at all.

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and tried to remain calm. "Lawyer Gao, that's too demanding. A lot of the old information is no longer available."

Lawyer Gao shrugged, his manner businesslike. "Rules are rules. There's nothing I can do about it."

Luo Yichen suppressed his anger. He knew it was pointless to argue with these people. He took Wu Xinyan's hand and said, "Let's go."

When I walked out of the old house, night had already fallen.

A cool breeze blew by, but it couldn't blow away the gloom that shrouded my heart.

Luo Yichen took out his cell phone and dialed a number... "Hello, Uncle Wang, it's me, Yichen..." His voice was low and helpless.

Luo Yichen dialed Uncle Wang's number with a hint of pleading in his tone: "Uncle Wang, do you still remember the decision to develop the land in the western suburbs ten years ago? At that time..." A hesitant sigh came from the other end of the phone, "Yichen, this matter... I don't remember it very clearly. You know, I'm retired now, and I don't take care of many things." Luo Yichen did not give up, and contacted several elders who had participated in family decision-making, but the replies he got were similar.

Some people were vague and evasive; some simply refused, expressing their unwillingness to get involved in the dispute.

After hanging up the phone, Luo Yichen sat dejectedly on the sofa, rubbing his eyebrows, a deep feeling of powerlessness surged in his heart.

He knew that these people did not really forget, but were afraid of offending Uncle Luo and the others, so they did not dare to come forward to testify.

Wu Xinyan continued to search in the study. She noticed that some documents had burn marks on the edges, as if they had been deliberately destroyed.

She picked up one of them and looked at it carefully, and found that the content of the document was an important record of Luo Yichen's early participation in the company's projects.

Her heart sank and she showed the incomplete documents to Luo Yichen, "Look, these documents look like they were deliberately burned. Fourth Uncle Luo and the others are really unscrupulous in order to prevent us from getting the evidence." Luo Yichen took the documents, his face terribly gloomy.

He knew that if they couldn't find conclusive evidence, they would completely lose the qualification to fight for the property.

"They did it so cleanly, obviously they came prepared." Luo Yichen said in a cold tone, with a cold gleam in his eyes.

The situation is more serious than they imagined.

At this time, the doorbell rang.

Notary Liu walked in. He looked around the messy study, then looked at the two tired-looking people. He just shook his head and said nothing.

Fourth Uncle Luo followed closely behind with a hypocritical smile on his face, and said to Notary Liu: "Notary Liu, you see, they are not looking seriously at all. I think..." He deliberately lowered his voice and leaned close to Notary Liu's ear, "...They don't really want to fight for the property at all, they just want to..." Fourth Uncle Luo stopped talking abruptly, and looked at Luo Yichen and Wu Xinyan meaningfully.

Notary Liu pushed his glasses up on the bridge of his nose, his eyes showing a hint of helplessness.

"Mr. Luo, Mrs. Luo, I understand your situation, but time waits for no one. If you cannot provide valid evidence within the specified time, I will have no choice but to follow the procedures." He paused, his tone becoming more serious. "I hope you understand the seriousness of this matter."

Fourth Uncle Luo added fuel to the fire. "Notary Liu, look at them. How can they really fight for the property? I think they're just stalling for time and disrupting the family order!" He shook his head in mock grief. "Alas, what a misfortune for our family!"

Luo Yichen's face was pale, with beads of sweat oozing from his forehead.

The stress of the past few days had left him physically and mentally exhausted, and his stomach was aching slightly.

He held Wu Xinyan's hand tightly, as if he was grabbing the last straw.

Wu Xinyan noticed Luo Yichen's discomfort and asked with concern: "Yichen, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Luo Yichen forced a smile and said, "It's okay, just a little tired."

"You're like this and you still say you're fine!" Wu Xinyan looked at him distressedly, "Let's go back to the room and rest first. We'll talk about other things tomorrow."

Back in the room, Wu Xinyan helped Luo Yichen lie down and gently massaged his temples.

"Yi Chen, don't worry, we will definitely find evidence. We can't be defeated like this."

Late at night, Wu Xinyan still couldn't fall asleep.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and in the dim light, she looked through the incomplete documents over and over again.

Suddenly, her eyes stopped at the back of one of the photos, where a few blurry numbers were vaguely visible.

She held her breath, looked carefully, and a glimmer of hope rose in her heart.

Could it be that... these numbers are some kind of code?

Or pointing to somewhere?

She quickly stood up and compared the photo with a map of the old house she had found earlier.

On the map, an inconspicuous corner was circled with a string of numbers marked next to it.

The two sets of numbers are surprisingly similar!

Wu Xinyan's heartbeat quickened, and an inexplicable premonition came over her. She decided to go to the place marked on the map early tomorrow morning.

The next morning, Wu Xinyan quietly left the old house and drove to the location marked on the map.

The car stopped in front of an abandoned warehouse. The door of the warehouse was rusty and chained, exuding a gloomy atmosphere.

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and pushed open the heavy warehouse door...