Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Chapter 391: Who’s The Mistress

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

He had imagined more than ten scenes of them meeting, even him torturing and her accepting meekly but would still love him undyingly and wait for him.

Yet, why was it gone now?

It was still Xia Ruoxin in front of him, but her eyes were so dim and made his body go cold while her attitude made him scared.

Xia Ruoxin lifted the cup of water to her lips and took a sip as she looked down. Her eyelashes cast faint shadows below her eyes. It was delicate and beautiful and, at the same time, unyielding.

She opened her eyes again and stared straight at Chu Lui without blinking. Her heart didn’t seem to ache anymore. Was it because she forgot, or she didn’t love him anymore? She didn’t know, but her heart was indeed as still as water.

“Ruoxin...” Chu Lui called out again.

“What else do you need, Mr. Chu? Please make it quick. I still have to head home.”

Her formality increased the distance between them. Chu Lui could obviously touch the woman in front of him, but when he stretched his hand, he would always be faced with foam and bubbles. The real person seemed so far, almost a world apart.

Chu Lui smiled bitterly. He finally had the taste of a fruit, a bad fruit. It was a bitter fruit that he had planted himself, and he was now eating it.

“How have you been?”

“Fine.” Xia Ruoxin replied blandly and turned her face away. Her eyes landed on the pink rose on the table. The flower stood for love. However, flowers would wither... and so did love.

“Ruoxin. You can tell me if you meet any difficulties.” Chu Lui moved to take out his business card out of habit, but it didn’t feel quite right when he put his hand to his pocket. Then, he remembered that Xia Ruoxin wasn’t a business partner.

“I...” He licked his dry lips. There were dark circles under his eyes. It appeared he hadn’t been well.

“Ruoxin, my number is still the same. Do you still remember?”

“I forgot.” Xia Ruoxin reached out and took the rose from the table. Her hazy answer surged a certain emotion. When did Chu Lui become so humble and obsequious?

They had both changed. She was starting to be herself, and yet he looked like he was starting to lose himself.

“I have something on. I’ll leave first.” Xia Ruoxin placed the rose back in the vase. It wasn’t hers so she wouldn’t take it. Of course, this applied to someone else’s man, too. She didn’t care for that. She wasn’t Li Manni who could leech onto somebody’s husband and brag shamelessly about it being true love till now.

Was true love like this?

She laughed.

If this was true love, she really wanted to tell them that they were ridiculous.

Chu Lui noticed she was about to leave and stood up in a hurry. He reached out and grabbed her hand. Instantly, it seemed like something had burrowed into his heart. His heart skipped a beat. It was a strange feeling.

Thump, thump, thump...

His heart was beating rapidly. His chest was full as if he had suddenly found something he was missing. All of a sudden, it dawned on him; but it was too late, it seemed.

“What are you doing?” Suddenly, a sharp shriek cut through the air. It was like an angry wind and a jealous rain, and it made the air turned icy cold instantly. Li Manni approached them, not believing what she was seeing.

Her own husband and her husband’s ex-wife. How could they? She was carrying his child.

“Manni, go back first.” Chu Lui held Xia Ruoxin’s hand tight, not wanting to let go instinctively. He was scared that he wouldn’t find her back again after he let her go again.

“Go back? Why would I?” Li Manni was starting to become hysterical. She walked forward with rapid strides and reached her palm out without hesitation, her pretty eyes now filled with jealousy and hate.

She was going to murder her. Murder this shameless woman. She clearly knew that Chu Lui had a wife and was expecting a child soon, but she was still here shamelessly trying to rekindle their old flame.

Unforgivable.

There was a loud smack. It shocked everyone present at the scene. Luckily, it wasn’t the peak period; and there weren’t many people in the shop. The prices in this shop were high, and other than the waitress, there were only a few other people. Chu Lui would lose face otherwise.

However, his face was already lost. For example, there was a handprint conspicuous on his usually stony face. How was he going to explain it to others when he returned?

Was he going to say that he knocked against something or that he fell?

Li Manni’s eyes were overflowing with tears. Her fingers were tingling, and her fingertips were already numb. She had put in a lot of force in that slap.

“Why? Why?” She went forward and pounded on Chu Lui. “Why are you together with her? Did she seduce you? Xia Ruoxin, you shameless bitch. Why are you appearing in our lives now? What right do you have to meet up with my husband again?”

The people in the shop were eavesdropping surreptitiously, and with those words, they vaguely understood the situation. Their eyes landed on Xia Ruoxin as they looked down on her with hostility.

Out of all the things she could be these days, she had to be someone’s mistress.

Chu Lui glared icily at them, and they didn’t dare get in on the action anymore due to the intimidation from his coldness.

Xia Ruoxin rubbed her wrist, staying silent as Li Manni beat and scolded Chu Lui and as the condescending and unfriendly eyes landed on her. She turned around and took the vase that held the rose, which was half-filled with water. She put the rose on the table, and before anyone could react, water splashed onto the top of Li Manni’s head.

The cold sensation on Li Manni’s face made her shudder. The water trickled down her face, washing down her elaborate makeup and ruining it. She was pregnant, but which was more important: the child or beauty? She was wearing makeup and high heels. Did she even care for her baby?

“You poured water on me? You had the nerve to do so?” Li Manni touched her face. She couldn’t believe that she, Xia Ruoxin, had the nerve to pour water on her. How dare she? How could she?