Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

“Oh, it was nothing.” Xia Ruoxin forced a smile and pinched her right fingers with her left hand. There was an instant when she had really wanted to tell him that she was the one whom he had met over ten years ago. Not Yixuan.

Would he believe her?

“Ruoxin, I don’t want to hear you talk about matters regarding Yixuan in the future. Do you understand?” The look on Chu Lui’s eyes got more serious. He put his hand above her eyes, blocking all the lighting from her.

Xia Ruoxin nodded her head obediently. “I’m sorry. I won’t ever do that again.” Chu Lui was satisfied, but he missed the sadness that was in her eyes.

She cowered slightly and leaned closer to him. She was definitely hurt, but she remained stubborn and stayed with him.

“Are you cold?” Chu Lui hugged the woman’s small and weak frame tightly in his arms. He had noticed her shudder and felt it, but right now, she had brought up a taboo topic which was his weak spot. Even one as tough as him had a weakness.

He had almost forgotten everything earlier. All he wanted was to sit like this with her and forget everything.

No. Xia Ruoxin moved closer to his chest as her hand reached out for her own neck. It was the same strand of pearl necklace, but she felt something choking her by the neck, making it difficult to breathe.

“Little liar. You are obviously cold.” His fingers slid across her chin, and then he pinched her face. He realized that her face was softer than any of the woman he had ever met, like tofu.

This soft and pale skin did not have any damages. Its beauty was natural and flawless.

“I didn’t. I have never lied to anyone.” Xia Ruoxin shook her head. Although she said that, the gloomy feeling he had felt earlier was swept away by her little lies like this.

This man could really land someone in hell in one second… and bring the same person into heaven the next. Such unpredictable emotions caused her to be frightened that she might suffer a heart attack.

“Aren’t you a little liar who said one thing and mean another?” He gave her button nose a pinch. His eyes were oozing with faint pampering and a loving look. A little of that was enough to make a woman live and die for him. Especially one like Xia Ruoxin, who had lost everything just by loving him.

As for him, he had known that this woman totally belonged to him. Her body, heart, mind, and soul.

Xia Ruoxin’s eyelashes fluttered. She hugged him tightly at his waist, refusing to let go. Telling herself that this wasn’t a dream. It really wasn’t a dream.

Their lives at this moment seemed to have stopped at happiness. There were no arguments, no hatred, and no Xia Yixuan. There was only a touch of happiness.

In reality—to put it frankly, Chu Lui was not a good lover. He was naturally aloof, and it became habitual. However, Xia Ruoxin could feel that he was trying very hard to make an effort.

He would frequently buy her a different kind of flowers each time. Actually, she did not tell him that her favorite was that bouquet of bellflowers.

Mr. and Mrs. Chu visited often. They were pleased to see Xia Ruoxin and Chu Lui living in harmony. At times, they would stay for dinner. The hours of their visit grew longer. They liked Xia Ruoxin; she was a simple girl with no agenda behind everything she did. She conveyed her true feelings through her actions like cooking a few dishes, a small gift, or a few caring words. It might not have meant much, but it was very thoughtful.