Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Chapter 835: Ungrateful Terror

"Are you okay?" Chu Lui stood in front of Xia Ruoxin, and his shaking fingers were gently caressing her face.

"Are you hurt?"

"I'm okay." Xia Ruoxin touched her own face. "This face was not bad today; it did not get hit."

Chu Lui's gaze swept past Xia Yixuan who was lying in an unkempt manner on the floor. Whether she was injured or not, it was of no concern to him. When he picked up his phone, his voice was icy cold.

"Get a few security guards up and throw this person out."

When he finished saying, he ended the call with a bang. Xia Ruoxin leaned on Chu Lui's shoulders, and her red lips curved up.

Not only Xia Yixuan knew how to act, but she did, too. Who would not know how to lie or act? It was just that she did not like doing it in the past. However, if she did act, she would not lose to Xia Yixuan at all.

Not long later, security guards came up and dragged Xia Yixuan out, without even unrolling her dress. Of course, they could also see the glory barely covered with the thin piece of cloth. Xia Yixuan was thrown down from the eighteenth floor to the first floor, which was of no difference from her being thrown down to the eighteenth floor of hell.

After Xia Yixuan was thrown out, she covered her face and went home to cry at Xia Mingzheng.

"It's all your fault. It's the good daughter that you gave birth to who fought with me for Brother Lui." Xia Yixuan was so angry until she moved forward and pushed Shen Yijun, causing her to fall on the floor. She was completely unprepared, and her head hit the corner of the couch, which made her dizzy. She could not even recover her senses.

"Yijun." The moment Xia Mingzheng came down, he saw Xia Yixuan push Shen Yijun. Hurriedly, he ran down and helped Shen Yijun up while scolding Xia Yixuan.

"Yixuan, what are you doing? How can you hit your mother?"

"My mother?" At first, Xia Yixuan was not in a good mood. When he said 'mother', she wanted to slap Shen Yijun, especially since Shen Yijun's face was very close to Xia Ruoxin's.

"Dad, since when did I have a mother? My mother had already died over twenty years ago. Have you forgotten?"

Xia Mingzheng's face blackened, and Xia Yixuan kept yelling harshly.

"Dad, look at the woman you married. What else can she do other than spend your money? Even the helper at home is stronger than her. The woman that she gave birth to always went against me, and now, she wanted to snatch my Brother Lui. Your daughter had gone to bed with thousands of men. How good could this old one be? Dad, aren't you afraid of being made a cuckold?"

Piak! Xia Yixuan's mouth was still open, but she lost her voice.

She held her face and could not even believe the burning feeling on it.

"Dad, you hit me?"

"Enough, Yixuan. What relationship do you have with Chu Lui? The one that Chu Lui was looking for in the first place… wasn't even you." Xia Mingzheng placed his hand on Shen Yijun's forehead. The bruise made him feel guilty in his heart. He really did not bring this daughter of his up properly. She was too immature and ignorant.

Everyone said that it was the father's fault if the children were bad; it was all his fault for not bringing his daughter up well. He would really rather have his daughter dead in that car accident. After all—back then, she was still the stubborn yet innocent child. Now, look at what she had become.

This screaming thing had no difference from a lunatic.

She still had the guts to appear in front of Chu Lui. Did she not understand Chu Lui's warning? Did she really want their Xia household to follow the footsteps of the Li family, or would she really treat Xia Ruoxin now as the old Xia Ruoxin who would let them order her around and bully her?

Now, Xia Mingzheng could guarantee that if she really dared—the next second, Chu Lui's fist would greet his face immediately. He was already so old; he still wanted his dignity.

He helped Shen Yijun up and brought her to the bedroom to rest. Shen Yijun's expression was numb, but when she walked past Xia Yixuan, there was something unknown in her eyes.

Sure enough, she had finally understood what was meant by 'ungrateful terror that was not raised well'. No matter how nice she was to her, it was of no use. No matter how nice she was, she was not her daughter and was not given birth by her.

At this moment, she had lost all hope in Xia Yixuan and was utterly disappointed. All her likings in the past had turned into one big joke.

People's likings needed a long time to develop, but hatred could be formed within a second.

Xia Yixuan's face was still burning and hurting while her heart was still in discomfort like a pair of hands was strangling her heart. She used all her might to kick the table. She would remember it. All of this was because of Xia Ruoxin. It was Xia Ruoxin.

Xia Ruoxin, I will not forgive you. She stomped her high heels, and the hatred had already planted its seeds and grew. In this world—if it's not you, it's me.

…

Xia Ruoxin suddenly sat up and her forehead broke out into cold sweat.

"What's the matter?" Chu Lui sat up too and reached out to hug her shoulders, allowing her to rest in his arms. His brows were tightly knitted, and his fingers were comforting the tense muscles on her shoulders.

"Why do you always have nightmares?" He had really never seen her have a good night's sleep.

"It's okay." Xia Ruoxin shook her head and rested her head on his shoulders. Even though her face was tired, her pair of eyes was cold; nonchalance was hanging on her lips.

She lay down again on the man's arms. There was a faint smell of shaving cream coming from the man's body, but no more nicotine. It seemed as if he did not like to smoke much recently… maybe because he knew that she did not like the smell so he had to rid his addiction.

She closed her eyes and inched closer towards the man. In the end, it changed to reluctance. She was reluctant, genuinely reluctant.

Chu Lui whipped out his phone and looked down at the woman in his arms. She had long lashes and exhaustion written all over her face as if she had not relaxed at all.

"I know. We must get that land. Tomorrow, during the meeting, give me a proposal. This project has been secretly going on for three years, and I won't allow any failures or mishaps. Do you understand?"

His voice was soft and light, but the words were harsh and to the point. In terms of business, he had always been decisive. Of course, since he had been preparing this project for three years, it looked like he must succeed in it.