Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

But it only took a few days, she seemed to have lost another circle, all the pressure was on her, whether she could bear it or not.

"Miss, the women who come to our president every day can line up, so please go back. Our president is very busy and I have no time to meet you," the security staff said sternly.

They looked at Xia Ruoxin with disdain. Such women also wanted to go to their president, and also said that their weight was not enough. Everyone knows how much their president loves his wife, any The woman is in his follow, just as there is no existence.

Not to mention this white-faced ghost-like woman.

Sure enough, time can really forget everything, including the arrest of four-year-old Chu Li's ex-wife on the bed.

It ’s all forgotten. Now she is no longer remembered. She reached out and touched her face. This face was finally forgotten by everyone, and she did n’t know whether she should cry or want Laughed.

No, she doesn't admit defeat, she must see the man.

She was stubborn to take a step forward.

"Walk away, you are not allowed to go in here?" The security personnel were rude, and stretched out their hands to rude Xia Ruoxin's body. Xia Ruoxin was pushed hard by them and almost fell to the ground. She looked up, her eyes were too hazy, and she stood on the side, standing stubbornly in place.

Until a woman walked by, her long skirt turned around at her feet from time to time, but she was still a lousy custodian, and at this time all bent down, like a dog, waving her pity.

The woman in front of her is not someone else, but Li Manni, Chu Lu's current wife, and the woman he loves.

Li Manni turned back and raised a coquettish smile, with a look of contempt, disdain, and irony. If no one walked in next to her, those security guards lined up again, it seemed to be stopping Some people go in.

Xia Ruoxin reached out his hand and tore his clothes.

As long as she went further, they would be glared at each other, and she could only stand here, let the wind blow rain, there was no water on the cracked lips.

She licked her lips. She has been standing here for a long time, and also forgot how long she has n’t eaten or drank water. Someone walked past her, holding a bottle of drink in her hand, and blinked slightly.

In the end still standing still, afraid that you missed something?

When a pair of men and women came out, her eyes widened suddenly, but her footsteps just moved, but her people dangled a little bit. The security personnel around them had already surrounded the two people, don't say a step. It was impossible for her to take a closer look.

Even if the man hadn't seen him for four years, she only needed a back view, and she knew that it was him and Chulu.

She stretched out her hand, and her chapped lips moved a little. The Chulu had been stuck in her throat, but nothing could be emitted.

She walked forward, her feet were a bit unstable, and she seemed to faint here at any time. She raised her hand and bit it hard. The pain in her hand made her suddenly sober.

Chulu, don't go, save your daughter, save their daughter.

She ran forward desperately, but the two men were already in a car, and the car drove away quickly, only a gust of wind blowing over her face, peeling that face pale and half-colored.