Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Shen Wei turned around as her narrowed eyes went towards the direction which Xia Ruoxin had gone. Her expression darkened.

Xia Ruoxin changed into her own clothes. Her hands, even her body, were shaking. When she saw the black sedan parked at the entrance when she exited the premise, suppression built up in her unknowingly.

What did he want? What was he going to do? She certainly felt it—the ruthless look pierced at her from within the sedan. Compared to four years ago, it was more compelling and unavoidable.

She pursed her lips and walked past the car without stopping or looking back. They were people from two different worlds, and she didn’t want to have anything to do with him. She was terrified of what he has done to her in the past. He had put her through eternal damnation once; did he want to do it again?

It suddenly dawned on her as she paused her steps, tears of bitterness gathered in her eyes. How could she forget? There’s Rainy. She might not need him, but Rainy did.

She turned around, but the sedan was no longer there. For the first time, as she stood rooted on the spot, she did not know if she should hide or leave.

Chu Lui’s hands were on the steering wheel, and his car was not too far away. Xia Ruoxin did not notice that he hadn’t left but was a distance away. He wasn’t letting her off. A cigarette was lit between his fingers. In the smoke-filled vehicle, his thoughts had also begun to turn foggy. He pursed his lips into a line as a gleam of profound look escaped from his eyes.

Xia Ruoxin returned to her doorstep and opened the door. The first thing she saw was the child at the doorway. Her hands were around the doll. As soon as she saw Xia Ruoxin, her tiny face broke into a sweet smile.

“Mommy.”

Xia Ruoxin suddenly sniffed as she squatted and looked at her daughter’s slightly red and swollen eyes. Her baby had cried. She put her hands on her daughter’s cheeks and caressed gently.

“Mommy, am I smart? I knew you have come back.” Rainy said with her pouted mouth, and then she rushed forward and hugged Xia Ruoxin’s neck. “Mommy, I will be very good, and you won’t have to worry.”

Xia Ruoxin scooped her daughter up. She swayed. When had it started that she couldn’t even carry her daughter?

“Mommy.” Rainy tried her best to puff her chest like a big kid. “Mommy, I have grown up. I can walk on my own.”

Xia Ruoxin shook her head. No matter how old she got, she would still be her Rainy—Mommy’s little angel. She pinched her daughter’s extremely cute pink cheeks.

Rainy rested her head on her mother’s shoulders and hugged Xia Ruoxin’s neck tight.

She put her daughter on the bed and fetched a basin of water to wash her feet.

Rainy retracted her tiny feet, and then she clutched the doll tightly in her arms.

“Rainy, give me your feet.” Xia Ruoxin sat on the bed and ordered. This child had a temper, and it hadn’t changed. She still didn’t allow anyone to touch her feet.

“Mommy, I washed them yesterday. Can we not do it today?” She squeezed herself at the corner of the bed as her voice grew softer and softer.

Xia Ruoxin shifted the basin aside. Then, she grabbed her daughter in one swoop into her arms. It was the same every time, and she wondered from where her daughter took her stubborn temper after.