Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"None of my business? Xia Ruoxin, don't you forget. You ruined Yixuan and my happiness. I am not done hating you." The heat of masculinity and breath filled with alcohol sprayed on Xia Ruoxin's face. Yet, his voice was ice cold. That hatred was overwhelming.

"Aren't you happy? You have a wife whereas I have lost everything. Isn't it enough?" At this moment, the pain in her chin couldn't be compared to the hurt in her heart. Nonetheless, she smiled coolly and asked in retaliation without fear. The unfortunate person would always be Xia Ruoxin, not Chu Lui. Even if she was not at fault, wasn't it enough for her?

A heart, a left arm, her dignity at the present, her body, and her daughter's life were not enough? All these were not enough?

She didn't know what else she could give him and Xia Yixuan.

"Yes, I have a wife." Chu Lui's laugh was chilly as a look flashed past his cold eyes. His voice became colder. "Even if I have a wife, you still owe Yixuan a life. You can never return Yixuan to me…"

His voice pricked at Xia Ruoxin's eardrum. It was always Xia Yixuan. They clearly had nothing to do with each other. Xia Ruoxin has never owed her anything to begin with. Why must she compensate for so much more with her mother, Little Brother, herself, and Rainy?

At the thought of these, she could no longer hide the suppressed loathing in her heart. She clenched her fists, and for the first time, she meant and said every word clearly. "I have never acknowledged that I caused Xia Yixuan's death. Each and every one of you insisted and pressed all those charges on me. She used my name to go out. What wrong have I committed? What fault do I have?"

Xia Ruoxin suddenly shoved Chu Lui away. "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu. I have to work. Please step aside."

He could be cold and detached, and so could she. After her encounter with this man, that feeling of indifference caused her to have a breakdown. Four years ago or later, he was still her kryptonite.

Chu Lui froze for a second. Because of that strange salutation 'Mr. Chu', he put his hand down and stepped aside. However, his expression was unreadable.

She's alive. Excellent. He could make her pay for all the hatred that had haunted him day and night.

Xia Ruoxin swayed as she walked out. The skimpy and revealing dress wrapped around her emaciated body. The look on his face darkened. Could this even be considered a dress?

Indeed. Once a whore, always a whore. They had no concept of self-respect.

His thin lips curled heartlessly, and he finally walked out after a long time. The woman waiting outside the washroom gave him a curious side glance, and she looked at the sign on the door. It was obviously for the ladies. What was a man doing in there?

She shook her head, thinking she saw wrongly. However, she gave a dubious smile. A woman had left earlier. Perhaps, they had just concluded their hidden business. That kind of woman would do something like that. There were no innocent women working around here.