Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

"Yixuan…" His lips opened and closed, but it was Xia Yixuan's name that he called. He looked down at the exhausted woman sleeping in his embrace, an unfathomable intention flashed across his face.

In the morning, when the first ray of sunlight seeped in, Xia Ruoxin's body clock woke her up. No matter how tired she was, she would wake up at the same time every day. She carefully sat up, staring intently at the man beside her. It was for the first time she saw him with such clarity.

He looked a little less ruthless in his sleep and a little quieter. There were strands of hair sticking by his ear, and his firm chest rose slightly from time to time. His chest was wide and safe. If he showed loved to a woman, he would give her the entire world's happiness.

But if he hated a woman, he would ruin her whole life.

She reached her hand out into the air. She did not understand what happened last night. What would that change bring? Her lips lightly quivered upon such thought. She pulled back her fingers and tucked him under the blanket.

It was easy to catch a cold in the cold night.

He had someone to care about him, but who would care about her?

She let out a bitter laugh, and she felt helpless as she carelessly tied her hair. During the day, she was a maid, a nanny—she did not know what else she could be other than those.

Upon opening the door, there was no one there. It seemed like Luo Sha was not be coming. It was maybe out of fear, or perhaps something else. Indeed, working under Chu Lui required immense courage. His iciness made people fear him, and his unpredictable emotions were hard to understand.

She walked into the kitchen and made a simple breakfast despite knowing Chu Lui did not have the habit of eating breakfast. Unlike Xia Yixuan, she knew how to make food for herself when she was in school. She had become Mrs. Chu even before she graduated from university.

It did not matter if she went to that kind of school or not, since she could not get anything she wanted. She could only use her inferior stupidity to complement Xia Yixuan's intelligence and brilliance.

She placed a few dishes and two bowls of porridge on the table and rolled her sleeves up. After which she remembered she had a pile of dirty laundry.

An hour had passed when Chu Lui woke up. His hand instinctively searched for the warmth beside him, but what he touched was the bedsheet that had already cooled off. One side of the blanket was arranged tidily but held no trace of the woman.

Where did she go? He sat up and the blanket slid to his waist, revealing his sexy and firm chest. He reached up to pinch between his brows. His slightly narrowed eyes regained the usual cold sharpness.

He got up from the bed and wore his clothes at one go, no sloppiness in the least.

He walked into the kitchen and could smell a faint fragrance in the air, making his stomach pang in hunger. He suddenly recalled that he only had a few cups of alcohol last night, but did not have any food. After a whole night and day, he was really hungry.

He seldom ate breakfast. Sometimes, he would rather complete his work at the office before eating breakfast and lunch together. It saved him time and effort.

He sat on the chair. Since he was not one to torture himself, he would eat when he was hungry no matter who prepared the food. When he finished eating and put down the bowl in his hand, he patted his satisfied stomach. The meal was not very sumptuous, but it was simple and suited his tastes very well. His stomach felt good and so did his mood.