Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

His words had successfully stopped her in her tracks.

"What did you say to each other?" She put her hand down as her eyelashes quivered. She seemed to understand why he had left her alone here.

"I told you, it's a game. A f**king game." The man said heartlessly. He opened his eyes and was not surprised to see Xia Ruoxin's small shoulders tremble.

He looked forward to hearing her choice.

"I won't force you. The choice is yours… stay or leave." The man stood up and walked into the bathroom. "If you are still here by the time I'm out, then we have struck an agreement. I will deliver that contract to Chu Lui's hands. If you leave, then I'm sorry. I am not one to give second chances."

He turned and walked into the bathroom as he finished talking. Not long after, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.

Xia Ruoxin put her hand on the doorknob again and turned it gently. The door was indeed unlocked. She could get out of the room and leave as soon as she opened the door.

However… she closed her eyes, and her long eyelashes quivered. She turned around and plastered her back against the door.

Ah Lui… Her lips moved. She felt an indescribable stabbing pain in her heart.

He was such a proud man. Would he be happy if there was trouble in the company? Would he still be the old Chu Lui?

Then again, must she sacrifice herself in exchange for all these?

She gripped her hands tightly as she thought of his struggles, how busy he had been recently, and the tiredness on his face.

She could help him. It was clear that she would be able to help him.

While she struggled with herself, she forgot one thing. If a man truly loved a woman, would he deliver her into another man's arms? Especially a man as hard and arrogant as him.

All she thought of was that man.

His everything and his company.

She loved him, and so she loved his company.

The man came out of the bathroom, wearing a pure white bathrobe with a belt tied around his waist. He held the towel and wiped his hair while his eyes stared at the woman who stood at the door.

It seemed that she had made a decision.

He did not know why, but as he looked at her, sadness filled his eyes. She… was really his silly woman.

He threw the towel aside and, once again, sat at the bed.

"Since you have decided, do you think you can spend the night standing there?"

There was a charm to his voice like a magnet. Unlike the aloofness in Chu Lui's. Women would be attracted to his voice.

Xia Ruoxin took a deep breath and calmed herself as she walked over to him, step by step. However, with every step, her eyes teared up more and more. With every step, her heart hurt more.

She knew. That after today, she would never be who she was in the past.

She would be dirty, really filthy. Would she be worthy of him again?

"My name is Lu Jinrong. You have my permission to address me by my name. Of course, you can call me 'Mr. Lu'." The man stood up, and he drank from a glass of wine that had been poured earlier. He put the wine glass down. The water droplets fell from his hair onto his chest that had not been covered by the bathrobe. It made him look devilish.

Xia Ruoxin was silent. She opened her eyes and reached out to scratch herself through her clothes. She scratched and scratched… and scratched nervously. She never stopped her frantic scratching.