Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

They will soon have a house.

Xia Ruoxin tied Xiaoyudian in front of her, as she said. The child was very good. At this moment, she carried a bag of things on her shoulders, and her forehead was slightly sweaty. There was a faint pain in her left arm, which was very heavy, but as long as she met her daughter's round black eyes, she couldn't help laughing.

Sometimes she touches her daughter's face with her fingers during rest, and sometimes feeds her with water. It is not easy for a woman to do this, so more often, everyone will give some light work to She does it.

Who says there are no good people in this world, there are too many good people she meets.

She leaned on the side of the cabinet, holding a baby bottle in her hand, feeding her daughter carefully, her shoulders hurt, and her hands couldn't be lifted, but for her daughter, she was always careful, and the rain She was full, but lay quietly in her arms, noisy and noisy.

She held her daughter in her right hand and walked out of the side door. The woman she remembered forever said that the main door was for the guests, so she only took the side door.

"Xiaoyudian, we're home," kissed his daughter's face, and Xiaoyudian seemed to be talking to her.

Xia Ruoxin put her little hand in her clothes so that it would not be cold.

And she didn't know that a black Lamborghini was parked not far away. The car was familiar to her, and the license plate was the same. Even people were acquaintances.

"Liu, what are you looking at?" Li Manni hugged his waist and looked strangely down his eyes, but there was no one.

"Nothing?" Chu Li retracted his eyes lightly, allowing Li Manni to lean on his shoulders, and only his pair of blackbirds seemed to flash past?

His fingers shuttled gently between Li Manni's hair, but his expression seemed to be a little faint. The back of that woman really looks like ...

That woman,

Xia Ruoxin returned to the small warehouse where she lived, put down her daughter who was asleep because of shaking, and went to collect other people's clothes and wash them. Bai had to move things at night, and he had to do laundry at night. It ’s getting worse, but as long as she thinks that her daughter has milk powder and their mother and daughter will live in a new house in the future, she seems to have unlimited strength.

She takes her daughter to work every day, and day by day, she seems to be used to this life.

"If you want, go and send something outside. There is a dress the guest wants. It wasn't originally given by us, but we can only obey it." A man put the dress in his hand. In Xia Ruoxin's hand, he commanded again, "Hurry up, the guest is in urgent need."

However, the man hesitated at the sight of Xia Ruoxin's little baby, "Ruoxin, I'm sorry, everyone is here, so it seems that you alone sent it, just outside ..."

Xia Ruoxin clasped the box in his hand tightly, pursed his lips slightly, raised his head and smiled at the man. It doesn't matter, I will be back soon.

She went out, but her hand was holding a small raindrop in her arms. It was raining outside, and the rain was heavy. She lowered her head and wrapped the child in her own clothes.