Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

With a bang, he closed the door, but Xia Ruoxin's lips had a twist of loneliness, which seemed to be a dream, and she would soon know that after the dream, it would make her want Unexpectedly cruel.

I do n’t know how long, the room has a natural warmth, the sun has fallen all over the room, but the door is rudely opened at this time

"Mrs. Young, you can really sleep," the noisy voice can pierce Xia Ruoxin's eardrum, she gently shook very long eyelashes, sat up, and clenched her microstrip With transparent red lips.

You thought you were really a wife, and I do n’t know if it was because of jealousy or something. The maid obviously had no respect for her.

The master said that she is here as high as her.

So she wants to let her do anything.

"Worked ..." said coldly, the maid was going out. This villa is very big. How can she come here alone?

Xia Ruoxin narrowed her long eyelashes, but just stared at the maid's clothes and put them on her body. Indeed, she is not a young lady, and she is not as good as a maid.

Large and small places, when she was done, she just felt her gasping hard, leaning against the wall to prevent herself from falling down, and the maid was sitting there leisurely Eating an apple, I do n’t know, but she is the master, and Xia Ruoxin is the servant.

She walked back to her room, not because she didn't want to care, nor because she was afraid, but because that was what he wanted. If he wanted it, if he could feel satisfied, then what else would she care about?

Put on a new dress, which she also bought.

When she went out, the maid was still sitting on the sofa, watching TV like the owner, and everything was done by Xia Ruoxin. She didn't sit here, where she sat.

"Are you going out?" Putting down the remote control in her hand, she just glanced at Xia Ruoxin, and her courage was even bigger, she even had to go in.

"I'm going back to Xia's, you can go and tell Chu Lu, or do you want to come by yourself?"

Xia Ruoxin just opened the door, stood at the door, and didn't answer to see her, but said lightly that Chulu hated her, but she was not a prisoner, she might owe Chulu, but she did not owe her.

"You ..." The maid stood up abruptly, but the word you was interrupted by the closing door.

Xia Ruoxin, why is she just a prince? Even she has to be much innocent than her. Why should she be a young master's wife, she is not even a maid.

The more she thought about it, the more suddenly she sat down, and a face mad with jealousy twisted instantly.

At the door of Xia's house, Xia Ruo wanted to feel here for the first time. At that time, too, she was afraid, lonely, and helpless. She knew she was not welcome here, but she still came.

She walked in. When the people inside saw her, no one gave her a face. Yes, everyone thought that she had killed her own sister in order to marry Chu Lu.

There is a spiritual hall in the living room, and in the spiritual hall is a portrait of Xia Yixuan, a black-and-white photo of that young life. If you say no, there is really no one, and there is only this photo.

"What are you doing here?" Her head was just raised, her face was already slapped, she just looked at the woman in front of her, and the woman's eyes had a clear hatred.