Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

The woman smiled gently. She reached out and rubbed the child's small head. Her face overlapped with a photo. She was a young and beautiful girl in a white dress. She was full of dependence and admiration.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and took out her phone. However, she remembered that they were still on the plane, and she had to turn it off on the plane.

"What's wrong?" Jian qingying put her hand on her daughter's forehead, but she felt a sweat all over her hand. She was a little anxious. She was fine, why was she sweating so much?

it's okay, mom. I just had a nightmare. she shook her head and smiled at Jian qingying. However, she could still remember the scene in the dream. It was the mother and son who gave her food. Hence, that woman looked similar to the one in Lu jinrong's photo. She just did not know if they were the same person.

Forget it, it's better not to say it. Perhaps he had recognized the wrong person.

Jian qingying quickly gave the air stewardess a glass of water and let her drink.

thank you, mommy. Xia ruoxin took the cup and leaned her head on Jian qingying's shoulder like a child.

Jian qingying also patted her shoulder gently ...

Her gaze fell on the doll that Xia ruoxin had been carrying in her arms.

The knot in this child's heart would probably never be untied in this lifetime.

Xia ruoxin held the cup in one hand and held the doll carefully in her arms with the other. Her fingers gently caressed the doll in her arms, and her heart could not help but ache when her fingers touched the softness.

The White clouds outside were cotton candy that could be touched, and he didn't know if it would taste sweet. The ground was flat and cloudless.

Xia mingzheng stood in front of his house. He had been standing there for half a day, but he did not know if he should go in or if he could. When he came out of the hospital, he realized that he had no home and was penniless. Shen Yijun was the one who paid for his medical expenses. Ever since Xia Yixuan left, she had never returned. She took all the money and did not say that she would buy a meal for her father. That day, Xia mingzheng was hungry.

Shen Yijun did not come because he could not move.

From then on, the nurse would send him three meals a day until he was discharged from the hospital. Shen Yijun still did not come by. Now, he really had no home to return to and no family to.

Those relatives had divided his assets, so who would care about his life and death and give him a bowl of rice to eat? he used to calculate this and that, but now, he had even calculated his popularity and relatives to the point where he had lost them.

There was a sound from the door. He quickly went to the side and hid. He didn't know whose house it was now. He had lived in this room for his whole life and really couldn't bear to leave it.

The door opened, and the person who came out was none other than Shen Yijun.

"Yijun!" He could not believe his eyes. How could she be here? how could she have the key to this place? how could she enter and leave this place as she pleased? Shen Yijun followed the voice and looked over. She saw Xia mingzheng walking out from the corner. He was still wearing his old clothes and holding a plastic bag in his hand, just like any other passerby.

you're here, " Shen Yijun said lightly. Then, she opened the door and stood aside.

"Come in,"

Xia mingzheng hesitated for a moment before he walked in. However, when he stepped into this familiar house again, he suddenly felt a sense of fear and unfamiliarity from a lifetime ago.

This was clearly his home. No, it was no longer his home.

"What are you doing here?" He asked in a hoarse voice, not knowing where to sit or just stand.

have a seat first. Shen Yijun asked Xia mingzheng to sit down. Xia mingzheng was embarrassed when he heard his stomach growling. He touched his stomach. He had not eaten for half a day.

Shen Yijun went into the kitchen and cooked a packet of ramen for Xia mingzheng to eat.

thank you. when a bowl of noodles was served, Xia mingzheng felt as if his tears were about to fall. He quickly picked up his chopsticks and gobbled down the food. It was obvious how hungry he was.

It was not until he finished a bowl of noodles that Xia mingzheng felt much more comfortable in his stomach. Only then did he ask the question that he had been wanting to ask.

"Yijun, why are you still here? didn't they ask you to move out?"

No. Shen Yijun did not say anything else after she took the dishes. She went into the kitchen and washed the dishes. When she came out, Xia mingzheng was still sitting there cautiously.

you can stay here, but you may have to do the household chores yourself in the future because you don't have the money to hire a nanny. &Quot;

Shen Yijun said lightly. She had money, but she had never thought of hiring a nanny to take care of Xia mingzheng. Of course, she would never do it herself.

Xia mingzheng's face stiffened, and he forced an ugly smile. At this point, he was willing to do even work, let alone do the housework himself.

Shen Yijun also told Xia mingzheng about the house and the car outside. In the past, more than half of the Xia family's assets were in her hands. In terms of her life, there was not much change. However, she was not willing to let Xia mingzheng have it. She would let him know how an ordinary person's life was like. She also wanted him to know that she was going to treat him the way he treated her and her mother in the past.

She turned around, and her gaze fell on the curtain made of tattered cloth. There seemed to be something cutting through the sky outside, but when she tried to take a closer look, she realized that there was nothing.

okay, I know. Do as you see fit. In the future, you can make your own decisions for things like this. You don't have to inform me again. Chu lui placed the phone to his ear. He was travel-worn from head to toe. He was living in a village now. There was no big comfortable bed, no water for a bath, and not much water to drink.

He put down his phone and pulled at his hair. It had been a month since he left. He had been to many places and searched many places. Through his connections, he found out which families had bought or found their children from missing places. Sometimes, he would even approach those carrying children along the way, wanting to know if they were his daughter.

He hoped that his daughter would be adopted by a kind couple. Even if the family's conditions were ordinary, at the very least, his daughter would not be left out of the food. He hoped that they would treat her better. If they found her, he would definitely thank them properly.