Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

“I want to survive… that’s why I don’t wish to die.” She looked up, and as Chu Lui looked, he could no longer find any trace of love in her eyes.

The Xia Ruoxin who had loved him. Where had she gone? The Xia Ruoxin who was willing to sacrifice everything for him? He realized he had hated the woman who was always saying she loved him. However, he loathed this loveless woman more.

“You are only fit to be a beggar. I told you I will make your life a living hell. It seems you are doing quite well for yourself.” He gave her the once-over, eyes apparently filled with hatred.

“Boss,” he called in a deep voice while Xia Ruoxin’s body shuddered slowly. Was he really not letting her off? Was it really that difficult to let her live? Did he know? That she was having their child—one they thought was impossible to conceive.

The proprietor of the restaurant was the woman who had decided to employ Xia Ruoxin in the beginning. She was also shocked when she saw Chu Lui. She had recognized him at first glance. This man appeared on the business magazine almost on a daily basis, even a few days ago.

What was he doing here? She gave Xia Ruoxin a cautious look. The possibility of them meeting each other was the equivalent of Mars crashing into Earth; there would be casualties.

“Boss, fire this woman.” The young lady boss was taken aback at the ruthlessness in his voice. She looked at Xia Ruoxin with mixed feelings. She pitied her, but she could not afford to offend him. She was put in a very tight spot between the two.

“I am sorry to have caused you trouble.” Xia Ruoxin closed her eyes slowly after she made her decision. When she opened her eyes, a feeling of ultimate grief had begun to spread from her heart.

She made a deep bow to the lady boss, turned, and left without a backward glance for Chu Lui and Li Manni. Wasn’t this what they wanted?

She left. They did this so they wouldn’t have to see her. Fine. She would never appear in front of them.

Chu Lui’s icy stare followed the woman—who was so fragile—that she would be blown away by a gust of wind. With his hands at his side, he wished for her to look back—look back and beg him. Maybe he would let her off.

Before he could finish his thought, that woman vanished from the entrance.

Li Manni’s arm tightened around his, her heart cold as though it was splashed with a bucket of cold water. She was freezing.

“Lui, let’s go. I’m feeling cold.” She looked into Chu Lui’s bottomless eyes and forced a smile.

Chu Lui’s body shook slightly as he came to his senses. “Mmm, let’s go.” His hands went around Li Manni’s waist rigidly. They walked out without even touching the dishes they had ordered.

The lady boss leaned herself at the side and watched them leave with indifference. Finally, she sighed.

Xia Ruoxin, take care of yourself. Those words were all she could give her.

Xia Ruoxin went into the warehouse dazedly, to the place she had been staying. This was her home. She walked in and kept her limited clothing. Leaving was for the best, to not run into them again. She did not want to hear anything about them.

Everything had ended. Truly ended.