Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Xia Ruoxin smiled indifferently, her lips were curved, and they looked good, but they looked a little fake, Shen Yijun, this is her mother, her mother, her mother, she couldn't see her so well, non Is it necessary to force her to death?

Really, she is not angry, she is not angry, so she laughed, but the deep sorrow buried in her heart is still the same as before, in fact, she should cry, right, she should cry some jokes long ago The mother's love is gone, but in the end she laughed, and her crooked lips were very weak.

"Come here, Ruoxin," she heard the man calling her name, not a woman or Xia Ruoxin, but Ruoxin, this was the first time he called her name in someone else, she stared In the past, fretting lips were fragile that others couldn't see. Like the small flowers constantly swaying in the wind, in a blink of an eye, it may not be able to float to unknown places.

Chu Lu's dark eyes were extremely deep. He walked over and grabbed her waist directly. Yes, I could n’t bear it, the kind of real intolerance. He glanced at Shen Yijun, and he was really surprised, all daughters. This mother seems to be doing something with some failure.

"Why, you have amnesia, don't even remember your parents? Are you still calling?" His hand flicked her forehead slightly, not too hard, but it made her a little surprised. .

Such an intimate gesture, so soft facial features, and inadvertent jokes made Shen Yuyi's face pale. Did he forget Yi Xuan? How could he be so good to Xia Ruoxin for a moment, She seemed to have forgotten that Xia Ruoxin was her own daughter, not her enemy.

Xia Ruoxin felt the strength of his hands on his waist seemed to be giving her courage and strength, but it was also torture and warning.

"Father, mom, it's a coincidence, you're here," she turned to them, with no sound of color and indifferent eyes, not because she didn't want it, but because they didn't give it, so she didn't want it anymore. .

"Yeah, it looks like you're doing well, so I can rest assured," Xia Mingzheng said a little awkwardly, although he accepted it, but his heart was particularly uncomfortable, especially for Chu Li to her To maintain, or to say, they really forgot Yi Xuan's death.

Xia Ruoxin nodded his head lightly, never looking at Shen Yijun from beginning to end.

She turned her head and looked at Chu Li. The handsome face of the man didn't have a half-faced expression, and was still cold as before. She bit her lip and said, "I want to go back, can you?" From time to time, her long eyelashes were perfect. Hidden fragility before it disappears.

It ’s not that she cares, but she ca n’t care,

Chu Li let go of her waist, "Let's go," but the words were backward, but his lips were a little tighter. In fact, he wanted to refuse, but he didn't expect that his mouth Will make choices faster than his heart.

"Dad, mom, Ruoxin and I leave first, you use slowly," he nodded to the Xias and then pulled Xia Ruoxin away, his steps were really much faster than before.

The bag in Shen Yijun's hand is more tightly grasped, as if to kill someone.

Suddenly, she found a warmth in her shoulders, but it couldn't warm her heart.

"Yijun, don't mention this matter in the future. I am very grateful for your maintenance of Yixuan, but I don't want you to regret it later. We are all old and how long can we hate?"