Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

She leaned her front against the wall behind her, and her white face began to cloud.

"Hmm ..." She knocked on the door.

"Come in," there was a voice in Chu Lü's time without much emotion.

Xia Ruoxin went in and put the documents in his hand on the table.

"President, this is the company's document, please sign it."

Chu Li took it in one hand and put it in front of himself.

Xia Ruoxin turned and sat on the sofa, waiting for Chu Li to finish processing the documents, and she took them back.

She looked faintly at the man sitting not far from her. Time never gave him time, but maturity and stability.

Twenty-year-old Chu law is full of sharpness, but thirty-year-old Chu law is like a steady ancient sword. No sharpness, but it is still iron-cut.

Xia Ruoxin raised his face on the table, and her long eyelids followed.

Sometimes, she even thinks about the words of good times, but unfortunately, in this life, they can only love and kill each other.

Chu Lu suddenly raised her face, and then saw Xia Ruoxin's lip corner with a seeming smile, I don't know why, what was suppressed from her heart was an unspeakable weight.

He put the papers on the table and pushed forward.

OK, you can go now.

Xia Ruoxin stood up, took the papers on the table and checked, and sure enough, each of them was signed with Chu Lu's name.

Thank you President, she held the papers, turned around, and left without looking back.

But when she arrived at the door, she heard some unclear voices of Chu Lu.

"who are you?"

"Who am I?" Xia Ruoxin turned her head, and she blinked. "President, wouldn't you have amnesia, my name is Lu Xiaolu."

Chu Lu raised her black eyes, and at that moment there was no wind or rain in those black eyes, and no one knew how many cycles had passed.

"President, if it's okay, I think I'll go first."

When Xia Ruoxin finished speaking, seeing that there was no other response from Chu Lu, he opened the door and straightened out, but Xia Yixuan came again.

I don't know if she has a haunting spirit, or if Xia Yixuan reports too diligently.

"Are you here again?" Xia Yixuan poked his lips. "Your cheeks are thick."

Xia Ruoxin shook the papers in her hands. As an employee of Chu's, she sent documents to her boss. Why is her skin thick? However, speaking of the thickness of her skin, she thought that no one would be more suitable than Miss Xia.

"What do you mean?" Xia Yixuan heard it, and this Lu Xiao painting was ironic to her,

"You understand it yourself," Xia Ruoxin held the file in her arms, and then she walked past Xia Yixuan with a sway, but when the two were closest, she said in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"I thank Miss Xia for remembering me so much, for fear of being lonely, so send me a man."

"I don't understand what you're talking about?" Xia Yixuan's heart jumped suddenly, and she didn't want to admit that she was afraid.

"Really?" Xia Yixuan calmed down in the eyes, so that Xia Ruoxin had determined that the man who had been trampled by her was indeed her.

"Hum!" Xia Yixuan snorted, turning around and not willing to ignore anyone, of course, because of the uneasy panic in her heart.

It was only Xia Ruoxin's voice, but it seemed to be touching her like a shadow.

"Ms. Xia doesn't want to know, how is that man now?"

Xia Yixuan paused, but she didn't stop, she didn't want to listen, but Xia Ruoxin wanted to say that she couldn't listen, even if she blocked her ears, the sound was a omnipresent drill. Into her ears.

"The man's egg was broken by me, and it was also broken below. Miss Xia, you can find a few more."

Xia Yixuan's footsteps shook, he quickly supported one side of the wall, opened the door of the Chulu Study, and almost stumped.

"Eh? I'm still scared!" Xia Ruoxin gave his lips a slight puddle. Why was Xia Ruoxin not afraid when he was ruthless at the time, and Song Wanshi was not afraid when using a knife bucket. Now he is as afraid as a dog.

But now, Lu Xiaohua is not Xia Ruoxin.

Therefore, some revenge should be reported slowly.

Torture of a person can begin with dignity and, of course, from her time.

Xia Ruoxin pushed open the door of Song Wan's room. When the nurses saw her, they quickly stood up.

"How is Mrs. Chu, she asked?" And the eyes on Song Wan's eyes were cold.

"Still like that, the doctor said that I don't know when I can wake up," the nurse responded. In fact, this vegetative is really difficult to explain in medicine. No one can be sure when she will wake up, maybe anytime, maybe lifetime.

Song Wan has been asleep all the time, her face is well raised, but no matter how good it is, it is still a vegetative person, the person is fat, but the hands and feet are shrinking one day, and then a few years later , No matter how good care, this person will grow old day by day. Die.

Suddenly, she hoped that Song Wan could wake up one day and see that this person is not a ghost or a ghost. It must be wonderful then, but not now, a few more years, and She believed that it wasn't her or anyone else who wanted Song Wan to wake up the most, but it was Xia Yixuan, who didn't know Song Wan's life could not stay until she was awake.

At the door, she changed her shoes. When she was about to leave, Chu Xiang ran over and tightened her sleeves.

"Auntie, can you stay?"

"No," Xia Ruoxin pulled Chu Xiang's finger lightly, although she had a kidney that was a little raindrop on her body, but sorry, for this child, she would not like it, and of course she would not show anything for her.

She opened Chu Xiang's little hand and strode away on her own high heels, but Chu Xiang had pulled off her clothes, and her little pink tender mouth also followed.

When Xia Yixuan came back from the Chu family, it was almost dark, and today I do n’t know what happened. Her car broke down, so she had to wait for the driver to come and pick her up, but the driver had something temporary.

The driver of the Chu family also went out. Chu Li was busy and could n’t send her, and she waited here for a long time. She finally had to wait for a taxi. As a result, there was a problem with the taxi. Although she complained, However, in the end, I can only walk with my shoes that are 15 centimeters high, and this bad taxi is really not a good place. I do n’t recruit villages before, and I do n’t recruit stores later. The city is far away.

"Damn!" She could not help but complain again.