Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

At night, Chu Luzheng's study was busy, and the blue light from the computer was folded on his cheek. It was dark and quiet, like Shen Hai. There was also a pair of plain glasses on his face, which seemed to have a little more Sven, but it was actually a little more dangerous.

"Hmm ..." There was a knock outside.

"Aludy, it's me," Song Wan's voice rang out.

Chu Li stood up, and helped to drive in the past. Song Wan walked in, and she had a glass of milk in her hand.

"Thank you, Mommy," Chu Li took it, put it on her lips, and drank it. It still tasted the same.

"How do you like to drink this?" Song Wan really didn't understand her son's hobby. Well, milk did n’t work, and bottled milk didn't work. I had to drink milk or infant milk.

"This is the favorite of the drizzle," Chu Lu sat down holding the cup, took another sip, and tasted the sweet smell of milk powder. "She doesn't like milk powder too much. I have tried a lot. The brand, foreign, domestic, finally found this out. She likes it and drinks it every day when she is asleep, and when she wakes up. "

"Later, she was gone. These milk powders were useless. I drank them myself."

Of course, this is just one of them. He just wants to be closer to his daughter. He has only one daughter in his life, but he has n’t seen her for a long time. I do n’t know how she is now. Has she grown up or not? Miss dad, do you forget dad?

Song Wan's heart was very sad. There seemed to be something in her throat, but she could only be sad and suppressed in her heart. Others were qualified, but she didn't.

She got up her spirit and sat on the side of the sofa, looking at her son's overly stiff study, and hesitated, telling the matter.

"Alu, you and Yixuan have got married, mother doesn't want anything now, just hope you can live a peaceful life, don't encounter those things again."

Chu Li took another sip of milk, and he lowered the cup.

"Mom, do you like Xia Yixuan?"

"I ... of course I like it," Song Wan said, and she said the word, and even if she liked a dog or a pig, she would not like a lunatic like Xia Yixuan.

But now she not only pretends to like it, but also her own son to marry her, and every time she thinks about it, she can't wait to bite her teeth, but she is still helpless.

"Mom, do you want me to marry her?"

Chu Li asked again, he shook the glass in his hand gently, the milk was already half lost, and he took a sip again, it was obviously sweet, but it came to his mouth, The remaining taste was bitter.

Song Wan still hesitated. Is she really trying to force her son? How could she not know? In fact, her son didn't want to marry Xia Yixuan at all, but in the end she still relentlessly.

She took a book from the table and rummaged through it, but there was no word left by her.

"Mom just wants you to get married. In the future, it is better to have someone at least, rather than being alone. Your sexual mother knows best, for fear that if no one forces you, you may never marry Xia Yixuan for life, You are already engaged to Yixuan, and now that you have made such a choice, you will be married. "

Chu Lu clenched the cup in his hand, and he put the cup on his lips again, and drank all the remaining milk in one breath.

"Mom," he called out Song Wan

"Well, I'm here." Song Wan smiled, but smiled a little bit insincerely, but Chu Li didn't pay attention. He believed his mother, but he didn't know. The one who deceived him the deepest and the hardest in the world was his biological. mother.

"I promise you."

Chu Lu's words fell, while Song Wan was relieved, she could hardly stay here anymore. She was afraid that if she was impulsive, she would say something, and then if she would regret it, she would take herself The book in his hand was put back on the table and went out again. .

Chu Li stood up, he took the book on the table, this is a storybook that she also bought for Xiaoyudian, with text and pinyin, but Yudian likes to watch this most, although she still Young, but she recognizes a lot of words, she is a very smart baby, just do not know if his daughter is okay now, whether he misses his father.

He carefully put the book back on the bookshelf, and then flipped it again, and turned it up one by one, it is a beautiful fairy tale, and such a fairy tale is only for children like Xiaoyudian Yes, I believe.

How can there be fairy tales in reality, and some only compromise.

Song Wan took a deep breath, and when she walked into a restaurant, a waiter greeted her immediately.

"An appointment is made," Song Wan said to the waiter, and went inside. Sure enough, Xia Yixuan was sitting there waiting, her face was exquisite makeup, and she was wearing designer clothes The temperament and publicity piled up by money are equally annoying.

"Auntie, you are here, please sit down," Xia Yixuan said to Song Wan with a smile, but there was always something unintentionally added in that smile.

Song Wan sat down, her face also stretched very long, how could she laugh at a murderer who had killed herself.

"Auntie, you will be my mother in the future. If you stretch your face to me, I will not be too happy." Xia Yixuan's fingers gently touched the mug in front of herself, creamy and tender, slightly Bitter, slightly astringent, but too sweet.

Others drank bitter, but she drank sweet. Because, her mood is really good today.

"What are you asking me to do?" Song Wanding flattened her face, not even smiling at the skin, apparently, she didn't want to laugh at Xia Yixuan.

"Of course that's the thing," Xia Yixuan gently raised his jaw on the table.

"You can rest assured," Song Wan sneered, "He will marry you, and you will also become the president and wife of the Chu Group, but you don't want him to fall in love with you, Xia Yixuan, in this life, he can never love Hit you. "

Xia Yixuan shook the glass in her hand again, and she felt better, she smiled sweetly, "Then I thank Auntie, but it doesn't matter if Brother Li loves me or not, we still have a lifetime to get along. "Of course," she put her hand on her lower abdomen. "I will give my aunt a grandson's hug as soon as possible. Anyone ’s child ’s child is good, no matter how painful or loving it is, it ’s someone else's. If you like, of course, Aunty Xiangxiang can continue to carry it. "