Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Then why, why do you treat me so well? Don't you just want a maid who takes care of your aunt for free?"

The computer's light was warm again, but Chu Lu's distinct features at this time were cold, but he sat upright, and then took out a cigarette from the drawer to light it.

"Yixuan, do you think I need you to take care of my mother for free?"

Xia Yixuan was surprised, yes, others may have this kind of thought, but Chu Li is absolutely not. He has already hired two caregivers to follow Song Wan 24 hours a day. There is no more Xia Yixuan. It depends on Xia Yixuan, who may have starved to death.

Such vegetatives are not so easy to take care of. They have to turn over, wipe their bodies, feed them, and clean up the dirt. Xia Yixuan only massages, but many people know massage in this world.

"Then why are you?" Xia Xuan trembled her red lips, why she was allowed to enter the Chu family freely, why he had only a woman by her side, and why everyone should know that they would get married.

"Why not?" Chu Li spit out another cigarette. "You come and you come, you go."

He admits that he is ruthless, and his ruthlessness has arisen because of a woman.

Yes, Xia Yixuan took care of Song Wan, but Chu Li didn't take her as a free care worker. Who were those cards given to? Every month, it was reported to the company where the bill came from.

Whoever suffers is clearly psychological.

As for asking if he would get married, sorry, impossible.

He gently turned the ring between his fingers and sneered with a lip. He was married, didn't want to leave, and of course he didn't want to commit bigamy.

Just let that woman take his daughter alive, he won't look for her, or want to find her.

He smoked bite by bite, with a sense of conquest almost fatal to women.

Xia Yixuan walked out of the house, and when he saw Xia Ruoxin, who was joking with Secretary Chen, he couldn't help but walked over.

"You **** woman," she scolded, pointing at Xia Ruoxin's nose.

"You madwoman," Xia Ruoxin walked back slowly and pointed to his face, "Miss Xia, please hit here."

Xia Yixuan's hand couldn't help but want to go up and scratch this skin, but the difference in status, Xia Mingzheng's warning, and the slaps on his face were warning her.

Some people can't touch, some people can't hit.

The eye cannot touch or fight.

She almost bit her tight lips, almost all of which tasted her blood. Secretary Chen on the side bit her back of the hand, looking at this from time to time, and then looking at that. Is this about to fight? Come on.

Xia Yixuan took a long, deep breath, then turned around, with a click, the heel broke. She kicked off the high heels of this foot fiercely, but after taking a few steps, she folded them back and put on those high heels again.

Bare feet without wearing.

What can she choose between barefoot and dress?

Secretary Xiao Xiaosun gave a thumbs up to Xia Ruo angrily.

Xia Ruoxin was still smiling, and the arc of his lips was a little ironic while the elevator closed.

Oh, I'm in a bad mood. Is the proposal rejected?

In this world, there is only a woman like Xia Yixuan, who also imagining that nothing happens every day. Chu Lu is the one who hates deception the most. What Xia Yixuan gives to Chu Li is deception.

Chu Lu can marry anyone, and maybe he will still marry in the future. It can be anyone, but it will not be Xia Yixuan.

Xia Ruoxin looked at the watch on her wrist, and it was time to get off work. After packing things on the table, she was ready to leave.

"Not yet?" Chu Lu came over and stood in front of her, he was looking at her, but his eyes seemed to be looking at other things through her, without focus and distance.

"Well, immediately, please go away, president."

Xia Ruoxin's perseverance was not cold or hot.

Chu Lu's thin lips lightly twitched, then turned around and left here, and the wind from his corner was still very cold, just like a few years ago, no, it was more inaccessible than before. .

Xia Ruoxin picked up his bag and sat down in the elevator. At this time, the people in the company began to leave gradually. Only the cleaners were cleaning the house.

Xia Ruoxin arrived at the door and felt sensitive that someone was following her. She bent her lips and said that Jiangshan is easy to change, and her instincts are difficult to change, which is quite right.

It was Xia Yixuan's habitual style again, looking for someone to intimidate her, or killing first, then killing, the corpse came into the wilderness, and the footsteps behind him got closer.

Xia Ruoxin didn't panic at all, she put her hand out of her bag and took something out of it.

By the time she reached an alley with few people, the footsteps behind her resumed and accelerated.

However, Xia Ruoxin stopped because there was no way to go in front, no matter if she was left to right or forward or backward, the person behind her would surely block her way.

"Run, why don't you run away?" The murky voice passed through the empty corner. It was unusually unpleasant, like the noise of chalk across the blackboard, or the harshness of fingernails clasping the table.

Xia Ruoxin turned around, behind him was a small but insignificant man, and when the man saw Xia Ruoxin's looks, his eyes burst out was absolutely stunning. I never thought he could not only collect the money, but also get such a superb product.

He originally thought that she was a sow-like woman, but the result was not a sow, but a goddess, this face, this figure, and this person's fair skin than ordinary people. This must be touched, it must be like Cotton is generally soft.

He rubbed his own hand, and couldn't help but swallowed, and the lower body also stood up.

Xia Ruoxin's gaze stopped on the man's bulging crotch, and the radian of the red lips was not cold, but fear.

Men thought Xia Ruoxin was scared, yes, it was scared. Ordinary women, when faced with this situation, are not afraid of screaming, or their feet are soft. Besides, a woman so thin, it is impossible to come from his eyelids. Run away underneath.

The little man became even more excited, even reaching into his pants, touching the thing a few times, an ugly face, a smiling smile, ugly and ugly.

He rushed up, but then he heard his screams.

Xia Ruoxin shook the small electric baton in his hand, and the man's body shook from time to time, spasm, screaming, and even spit in the mouth.

Xia Ruoxin squatted down, and the electric baton in his hand touched the man's skin again. The man screamed again and again, begging for mercy, but his begging did not attract any sympathy from Xia Ruoxin.