Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Shen Wei looked back at the man with a faint smile as she hooked on the man’s collar. “Brother San, this is me all along. You knew that, didn’t you? A woman who was willing to sell herself only has eyes for money. What else does she need? Conscience? My conscience was long gone.”

The man frowned even more, but he continued to follow closely behind her.

Shen Wei tightened the card in her hand. She suddenly loosened her grip, and the thin card fell onto the floor, like a snowflake to a place where no one knows.

Some things couldn’t be bought with money. Some people, she couldn’t hold back.

It wasn’t him. It was her.

“Let me go! I want to leave. You have no right. No right at all!” Xia Ruoxin rained punches on the man’s chest with her right hand. He sped all the way and brought her to a private apartment.

He defied her wishes and couldn’t care less.

She was a human, not a piece of product for him to order around as he wished.

“I have paid for you for the day. You are mine. I can do whatever I want to you. How valuable do you think you are? You’re just a rotten piece of crap that has been played around by everyone.” Chu Lui tightened his grip on her left hand and pressed hard on the top of her head. His eyes were filled with bloodlust, and his frantic and hot breath sprayed on Xia Ruoxin misery face. She was really suffering. She had not hated this man like she had today.

His big hand went up and exerted more strength on her struggling body.

Her strength, compared to a man’s, was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. There was no power so to speak.

With a hissing sound, Chu Lui ripped off the pieces of cloths which formed the revealing dress. He hated this dress and the way she was dressed in it. His palm rested on her cool skin. It felt so tender, like a few years ago. However, he wondered how many men had touched and seen it.

Xia Ruoxin shut her eyes in despair. Please… don’t. Don’t treat her like this. She really didn’t want it. Don’t humiliate her like this. She was a human being. Her heart would ache and get hurt.

Don’t abuse her body like this.

Stop tormenting her.

She finally stopped struggling. She only looked on as the man ripped what little clothing she had left off her. A roll of cool tears fell, but they failed to wash away the hatred in the man’s eyes. Perhaps, besides hatred, there was also confusion that she was unaware of.

“This body has been used and touched by how many people? Stop your pretense.” Chu Lui raised his emotionless black eyes and pinned himself on her without mercy. He smirked as he watched her face pale and tears fall.

“You’re already a prostitute. Stop pretending to be innocent. If you don’t want this, why would you choose to be a prostitute?” He spread her legs without any sympathy while only bothering to unzip his pants. Then, he tore her unprepared body apart.

“Say. How many men have you spread your legs for? How many men have seen you like this?”

Xia Ruoxin was powerless. She accepted the searing pain on her body. The pain was the same as four years ago.

What the hell did she do wrong?

She opened her eyes and stared dazedly at the sky outside. Why was it so dark?