Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

“Lui, don’t be petty. Why don’t you give her to me? I will do anything you want.” This woman had so much potential. She was a combination of innocence and charm. Under his tutelage, men would certainly fall head over heels for a goddess like her.

Xia Ruoxin clutched at the top of her clothes nervously. She lifted her head slightly and saw the tense atmosphere.

“Qin Lao, keep your eyes to yourself. She is my wife.” Chu Lui gave a cold warning. “Don’t you know that you don’t fool around with your friend’s wife? If you want my wife, make the exchange with your life.”

“Oh!” Qin Lao was stunned. He pouted. “Alright, my mistake. Please take it as I was spouting nonsense earlier. I didn’t say anything.” He put up his hands and shrugged his shoulders. Only a wife?! Qin Lao was somewhat curious as to how well the pair of husband and wife got along. Did Chu Lui seriously think of this woman as his wife?

He knew something was amiss. Logically, with Chu Lui’s character, this was too good to be true.

However, he had nothing to do with this. One shouldn’t fool around with one’s friend’s wife. Similarly, one shouldn’t go too close, too.

Suddenly, out of boredom, his lips curled up. “Lui, haven’t you noticed? Something is missing on her. I’m sure you’re not so stingy that you won’t even buy a necklace for your wife. I remember in the past, you used to be very generous with your female companions. Why are you being stingy with your own wife?”

“None of your business.” Chu Lui pulled Xia Ruoxin up by her hand, but he failed to notice her eyes had dimmed slightly. She knew he had been a generous man towards his other women, even more so to Xia Yixuan. He would give her whatever she wanted while she, his wife, got the least.

Qin Lao touched his jaw as he watched them leave, and his lips curled up slightly. He picked a towel up and wiped his hands clean before tossing it aside casually.

“Chu Lui, I look forward to seeing the ways you’ll be using to destroy a woman.” He had an alluring but aloof smile—half-angelic, half-demonic.

Chu Lui’s eyes looked especially gloomy as he pulled Xia Ruoxin along with him. Xia Ruoxin did not understand. She stole a look at Chu Lui. Was he being angry?

“Stay away from men in the future. Those idiots harbor ill intentions.” He stopped and gave Xia Ruoxin a severe warning. She nodded her head passively. It seemed that he was the only man she was allowed to have contact with.

Judging from his expression now, one would have thought that he was being sore and extremely jealous.

“Don’t think of nonsense.” Chu Lui turned his face away in embarrassment. He was indeed riled up by what Qin Lao’s words. In this world, he was the only one who could have her. If it wasn’t him, he would make sure no one could get to her. She owed him. She could never repay the debt in this life.

“I’m not.” Xia Ruoxin smiled faintly, but it was with happiness. With his behavior, could she believe that he cared a bit about her?

They got in the car again. Chu Lui did not look good while Xia Ruoxin hooked her fingers together. The pressure of being persistent made it hard to breathe in the car.

…

There was a crowd. Xia Ruoxin looked in front again. What was this place? It’s really crowded.

She held Chu Lui’s hand and walked in. It seemed as though all attention was on both of them. The man, tall and handsome; the woman, innocent and beautiful. Her attire especially—it was white like snow. One could vaguely see the well-toned calf.

“Let’s go.” Chu Lui pursed his lips tight, unhappy. He did not like the looks that Xia Ruoxin was getting. They were unhidden interest. He felt disgusted and unwilling that his woman was an eye candy to others.