Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

“Oh, so that’s it. So it’s really unforgivable.” Shen Wei picked up the wine glass from the table and finished the wine. “You say that this kind of thing wouldn’t happen, but it just means it’s unforgivable.

“He’s come to find you again,” she said and stood up, walking inside. “This place is really dirty, isn’t it? Have you felt it too, Xia Ruoxin? Then again, you know what? You’re happier than I am because you still have a daughter you love.”

Shen Wei did not know who she could love. She did not even want to love herself anymore.

Xia Ruoxin clenched the hand resting on her leg tightly, waiting for the gloomy aura to appear. It would all end soon. She just needed to endure for a few more days.

Upon seeing the pale white between Xia Ruoxin’s hands and knuckles, Chu Lui’s cold expression became darker. Good. So they were both enduring.

He turned and looked down at the woman sitting on the sofa in disdain. This kind of woman wasn’t worth his wait. He was just humiliating her, just taking revenge—he reminded himself constantly. As for why he often lost control because of her, it was all for revenge because he had not hated her enough.

Xia Ruoxin stood up and followed behind him. She was bought using his money so as long as he wanted it, she had to give up her body, her pride, and her everything every time.

Inside the apartment that had always felt cold to Xia Ruoxin, Chu Lui sat at the side smoking. He let out puffs of smoke circles that started to disperse, blurring his features.

Xia Ruoxin stood in front of him, slowly unbuttoning her clothes, putting away what was left of her pride and dignity.

The air around him seemed to freeze when the white, shivering body was exposed to him.

“So you want to sleep with me so much?”

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hands and stood up in front of her. His eyes swept across her body, his eyes full of ice, without a trace of lust.

Xia Ruoxin lowered her eyes weakly. She did not, but would he let her go?

“You really are a slut. Will you go to bed with any man who gives you money?” Chu Lui reached his hand out to grab her chin. He hated the way she put up with it. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and flashed with an extremely cold light.

Xia Ruoxin raised her head and stared directly at his unfeeling eyes.

“Yes, as long as people give me money, I would.” This was the first time she had such a rebellious reaction.

“What a bitch.” Chu Lui’s face darkened instantly. His hand moved towards her throat, and he grabbed it tightly. Xia Ruoxin felt the air in her lungs become thinner and thinner, the hand around her throat squeezing out the breath of survival little by little. Her hands grabbed tightly at the man’s hand, and she glared at him fiercely. This man only knew how to use violence and nothing else.

The pain in her expression made Chu Lui retrieve his hands as though he was burnt. Xia Ruoxin placed a hand on her neck and smiled bleakly. “Are you like this to Li Manni, too?”

Her voice was cracked and hoarse. Why did she have suffered such treatment? What did she do wrong? What did her daughter do wrong? Why did they have to go through such hardships? They only wanted to live, to continue living. Were they in the way of anyone? Did they bring trouble to anyone? Did they affect anyone’s lives?