Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Xia Ruoxin's face twisted. Her hands and feet turned cold. Chu Lui's eyes followed her like a shadow and never left her. They resembled sharp blades which sliced at her body. It made her uneasy.

Chu Lui picked up a wine glass and twirled it in his hand. He was sitting not far from her, alone. He narrowed his eyes and watched with mockery. This woman was still the same. Apparently, she excelled at being a prostitute.

A downright slut, indeed.

He smirked and set the glass down. An extremely alluring body moved close to him. "Sir, would you like me to keep you company?" The woman rubbed her breasts against his forearm. The heavily powdered face and her red lips disgusted him.

Chu Lui opened his dark eyes. He gave the woman a frosty glare. She froze and hurriedly moved away.

"Scram!" His voice sounded worse than his glare. The woman scrambled to her feet in her rush to get away from him. She had been working long enough to know which customers were the ones they could mess with and those they couldn't. All of them could tell in one glance. Those who couldn't—suffered as a result.

Xia Ruoxin lowered her head as she sat alone. The men teased her, but a patronizing smile remained plastered on her face.

When it was over, she felt as though all the air had been sucked out of her. She was exhausted. Every time was the same. She looked up. Chu Lui was still staring at her in indifference.

She turned around and made her way to the washroom.

She closed the washroom door. The smell from that man had lingered on her body, and she wiped herself from time to time, hoping to get rid of it. The smell was disgusting. The door to the washroom opened. A gust of eerie cold washed over her. She froze. Without turning her head around, she knew who had entered.

Couldn't he just let her off?

"It looks like you are enjoying this, being surrounded by men. If I had known this four years ago, I would've sent you more men as a gift to make sure you have a good time."

Xia Ruoxin's hand tightened in the water. A look of embarrassment washed over her face.

"Come with me. You know what I want. Don't make a scene and have me drag you like a dog." Chu Lui sneered and left. Xia Ruoxin shuddered violently from the coldness in her hands. She took a deep breath, tidied her clothes, and walked out. She knew there was no way of escaping.

Chu Lui was waiting for her right outside.

It was an unwritten rule here: one could leave with the customer if one agreed, and the customers reserved the privilege to bring the women out as well.

It was the same apartment. Chu Lui's hands circled around his chest as he leaned against the wall. "Go and wash your face off. It looks disgusting." The words that came out of his mouth were always cold and hard with dispassion and dislike. Xia Ruoxin's heavy makeup made him very uncomfortable.

He loathed her like this.

Xia Ruoxin was visibly stunned, but she went into the bathroom. Soon, there was the sound of gushing water. When she emerged, her face was pale and plain. There wasn't much color on it. Yet, she remained beautiful. Chu Lui gave the woman in front of him a once-over. She wasn't exactly as lovely as the lotus just out of the water but exceptionally elegant and beautiful. He had long known that this woman was beautiful, especially now, like a flower in full bloom. However, he had to be the one to ruin the flower.

As for her, he would not grant her his gentleness.

He came over and stood behind her without any pity. He would not look at her face. He only wanted her body. Was it because he was disgusted with her? Or…