Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Li Manni knew he was able to forgo her and everything else but not the unborn child in her stomach. As long as the baby was inside her, her status in the Chu family would be secured.

Chu Lui smirked and turned around to leave.

...

“Your style is very unique.”

The initial feeling that Du Jingtang got when he laid eyes on Chu Lui was ‘yes, very unique indeed’. Half of his face was bigger than the other. Unlike the other who would try to hide the swell with a hat or scarf, Chu Lui’s disproportionate face was in full view for everyone to see.

“Is that so?” Chu Lui covered the swollen half of his face with one hand. “You feel that’s alright?” he countered.

“Oh, yes. It looks alright.” Du Jingtang teased Chu Lui fearlessly. He must have forgotten his past experience with his cousin. Chu Lui’s violence and sneers had been erased from his mind.

A while later...

Du Jingtang left Chu Lui’s office with his hand over his face as he tried to escape slyly.

“Deputy, what happened to you? Why is your hand covering your face?” Puzzled, the secretary asked Du Jingtang.

“Oh, nothing.” Du Jingtang waved his hand at her. “I have a toothache today so one side of my face is swollen.”

Toothache? What a poor thing. The secretary sympathized with Du Jingtang. However, what was happening today? The CEO’s face was definitely caused by a slap. Did the deputy and the CEO share such a close brotherhood that their faces had to swell on the same day?

At this moment, Du Jingtang’s eyes simply teared up.

Brotherly love? My ass. He was obviously beaten. Once he was inside his own office, he took out the little mirror which he carried on him and placed it before his face constantly surveying the damage.

It was bad. Half of his face was mostly swollen.

“Chu Lui, this is not the end between you and me. Ouch...” He could feel the pain all the way to the root of his teeth.

In the hospital...

Song Wan stood in the ward for a long time, holding the bowl of soup which she had spent hours boiling. However, no one paid her any attention.

“Manni, drink this.” She saw Mrs. Li holding a bowl, and she rushed forward with her soup.

“Our Manni doesn’t deserve to consume anything from your family.” Mrs. Li used her body and directly blocked Song Wan’s path. She was giving Song Wan attitude because her good son, Chu Lui, was bullying her daughter and her family. Had they thought that Li Manni had no family members like Xia Ruoxin?

Song Wan stood aside awkwardly at a loss for words. In the end, she could only put the soup down and left sadly because both Mrs. Li and Li Manni were ignoring her.

“What happened? Did they blame you and show you attitude?” Chu Jiang’s heart went out for his wife. “I told you not to go. That boy has to resolve whatever he started. He can’t expect us to clean up his mess for him. He’s almost thirty years old, no longer a child.”

“He’s still my son even when he reached thirty.” Song Wan was upset by Chu Jiang’s words. “Don’t tell me to leave him be just because he is now a grown man. I may not know why our son is getting a divorce with Li Manni, but I know he has a valid reason. If not, he won’t make a drastic decision like this. I won’t ask if he doesn’t feel like sharing his reason with me.

“I went to the hospital because I have to do my part as a mother-in-law. I have to go even if they don’t appreciate my efforts.”

Chu Lui was shocked by Song Wan’s words, but he didn’t refute. Naturally, he didn’t dare to. Song Wan was clearly upset by the treatment she had received from Li Manni and her mother. He had no wish to become the target for her to vent her frustration. If he didn’t know how to distinguish the situation, he would be beaten to death by his wife.

“Dad, Mom, I’m back.”

Chu Lui entered the house. No one knew if he had just returned or if he had been waiting outside.

Song Wan stomped on Chu Jiang’s foot and glared at him with a warning look.

“You better keep your mouth shut.”

Chu Jiang felt wronged. He had not said anything at all. There was no time even if he wanted to.

Song Wan hurried forward and sat her son down. “How are you? Does your face still hurt?” Her heart ached as she looked at her son’s swollen face. It had been so long, but the swell was not looking any better. Perhaps, the impact was too hard, and it had affected his facial nerves. The more Song Wan thought, the worse she felt.

“I’ll boil an egg for you.”

She didn’t dare to cry in front of her son so she stood up quickly and went into the kitchen. Before she left, she issued Chu Jiang another warning.

Chu Jiang’s eyes widened. He had not done anything at all.

Song Wan went into the kitchen. She took out two eggs from the fridge and boiled them.

In the living room, the father and son were staring at each other.

“Chu Lui, you can have your divorce, but I have to keep my grandchild.” The only thing he wanted now was his grandchild. As long as Chu Lui gave him that, he wouldn’t bother about other things. He wouldn’t care if Chu Lui remained single for the rest of his life. After all, their company had profited enough to keep Chu Lui from starving.

The corner of Chu Lui’s mouth twisted. The action hurt his face and his heart.

Grandchild? Where would the grandchild come from?

Yet, he held his words. Was he, Chu Lui, a man to go through the humiliation and exposed his weakness to the other? To bare it all and tell them he couldn’t make another woman pregnant?

A few minutes later, Song Wan emerged from the kitchen. Finally, she stopped her worrying when she realized that her husband and their son had not been fighting. She had been worried sick about how the father and son were going to fight it out and how it would affect their relationship.

Chu Jiang rolled his eyes secretly. He was a civilized person. How could he fight with his son? Moreover, Song Wan was glaring at him with her bulging eyes. If he even lay a hand on the asshole son, she would skin him alive.

Song Wan peeled the egg shelves and gave the egg to her son. “Come, Ah Lui. Take this.”

“Thank you, Mom.” Chu Lui accepted the egg and ate half of it in one bite.

“Ah Lui.” Song Wan felt silly.

“That egg...”

“Mmm.” Chu Lui took another bite and finished one egg in two bites. He had always loved to eat hard-boiled eggs since young. It would be a pity to use it to reduce swelling. He might as well eat it.

Song Wan didn’t know whether she should laugh or cry. The initial dull and gloomy atmosphere was dispersed in an instant. No one mentioned Li Manni who was still in the hospital. Perhaps, it would be better to forget, or they were unwilling to even mention her.

The sky was getting darker outside. The streets appeared to be more desolate with the autumn breeze blowing.

It was cold and freezing. Winter was almost here.

Rainy plastered her face on the glass window as she looked out with her eyes wide. She stood on the tip of her toes, and she was tall enough to reach the colored glass with her little forehead. When she breathed out hot air, the window glass became a blur.

“What are you looking at?” Xia Ruoxin came over and scoped her daughter with one hand.

“Mommy, there are leaves outside.”

Rainy pointed out the window. “Won’t they miss their mommy?”

“It’s alright.” Xia Ruoxin put her daughter down by the sofa. She bent her body and pinched Rainy’s little cheeks adoringly. “In a while, Uncle Wind will blow them to their mommy’s side. They will be able to find their mommy.”