Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"It doesn't matter to me? Xia Ruoxin, don't forget it. You ruined my Yixuan. You ruined my happiness. I haven't hated you enough." Some hot male breath sprayed on Xia Ruoxin's face Up, but his voice is cold to the end, that hatred is almost overwhelming.

"Don't you have your happiness, you have a wife, I lost everything, isn't it enough?" The pain from her chin wasn't as painful as her heart at this time. She also smiled coldly and asked him fearlessly. It seems that the unfortunate person will always be Xia Ruoxin, not Chulu. Even if she is wrong, is she not enough?

A heart, a left hand, and now her dignity, her body, her daughter's life are not enough, are they not enough?

She didn't know what else she could give him back to Xia Yixuan.

"Yeah, I have a wife," Chu Lu sneered, and there seemed to be something flashing in her cold eyes, and her voice was even colder. "Even if I have a wife, you still owe Yi Xuan One life, you can never return my Yixuan to me? "

His voice pierced Xia Ruoxin's eardrum, or because of Xia Yixuan, or because of her, they obviously had nothing to do with it. Obviously, she never owed anything to her, why did she want to return her so many things, Mom, that little brother, and herself, and her little raindrops?

Thinking of this, she suppressed the hatred in her heart and could no longer hide it. She clenched her hands, and she said so clearly for the first time, "I never admit that Xia Yixuan's death was caused by me. It was you who pressed all the charges on me, and she borrowed my name to go out. What was wrong with me and what was wrong with me? "

Xia Ruoxin pushed Chu Li abruptly, "I'm sorry, Mr. Chu, I have to work, please let me go."

He was indifferent, but she could be, but it was the indifference that really broke her completely after seeing this man. Whether it was four years ago or four years later, he was the biggest in her life. That one.

Chu Lu's body asked slightly, because the strange Mr. Chu put down his hand and opened the door, but the expression on his face was unpredictable.

She hasn't died yet. Good, then, can the hatred that haunts him day and night can be returned to her again.

Xia Ruoxin walked out in a chaotic manner. Some of his thin body was wrapped under the clothes without a few pieces of cloth, but it made his face heavier. Is this clothes still clothes?

Sure enough, a lowly woman is a lowly woman who never knows what she means by weight.

His thinned lips hooked up more relentlessly. It was only a long time before he went out, and the woman waiting at the door waiting for the bathroom was a strange look at Chu Li, and then looked at the sign on the door. Ladies' toilet, how could a man come out.

She thought she had read it wrong and shook her head again, but she smiled ambiguously. It seemed that a woman was going out just now, presumably, they did something unspeakable here, but that kind of thing Women, they are doing such things. Which of the women working here is innocent.