Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"I understand, Mr. Chu,"

Yang ruolin clenched her hands behind her back tightly. She would take a shower later and dye her body with Xia ruoxin\'s scent. However, she was clearly Yanglin and not Xia ruoxin. Why did she have to be Xia ruoxin? she wanted to be a dead woman and not her real self. At this moment, her injustice and her unwillingness had made her completely forget why she was here. Why was she standing here?

Her reason was none other than to be a substitute for a woman named Xia ruoxin.

She tried her best to imitate Xia ruoxin\'s personality, the way she spoke, the way she dressed, and even learned how to draw from her. Sometimes, even she would go crazy and wonder if she was really Xia ruoxin, but she got lost and lost her memory.

However, it was impossible. She was not crazy. She still knew that she was yang ruolin. She had memories of her past. She remembered where she was born, how many people were in her family, and even everything that happened when she came out. She remembered everything clearly.

However, after imitating a person every day, she had actually integrated herself into the character. She thought that she must have gone crazy. Even if she wasn\'t, she was going crazy.

Rainy came out from outside and ran towards her. Then, she sniffed the smell and obediently raised her small face to look at her. She would not take the initiative to let yang ruolin carry her, and she had never called for her mother, even though she was not very good at talking.

"What\'s wrong, rainy? are you hungry?" Yang ruolin squatted down and held the child\'s small and soft hand. Although she was smiling, she was still unfamiliar with the child. This was not her biological daughter. She really couldn\'t do it, and she really couldn\'t do it. That kind of intimacy could be done, but they were not related by blood. How could she pretend?

Rainy stared at her with her grape-like eyes. Then, she lowered her head and looked at the big hand that was holding her small hand. She pulled her small hand away and placed it behind her back. She was observing and thinking. Was this her mother? she looked like her mother, but she was not her mother. Her personality was becoming more and more like her father. After so long, she was still observing.

She pushed the door open. Inside, Chu lui was dealing with work in the study room. Ever since his daughter was found, he brought work home more often than before. Even when he went to the office, he would bring his daughter most of the time.

The moment the door opened, Chu lui put down his pen and reached out his hand. baby, Come to Daddy. &Quot;

Rainy ran over with her short legs and then climbed onto Chu lui\'s legs in a flurry. She sat on her father\'s lap and grabbed his clothes with her small hands. A small child had so many things on her mind.

"What\'s wrong? didn\'t you say you were going to find your mother?" Chu lui rubbed his daughter\'s head. He didn\'t expect his daughter to be so cautious and repulsed strangers. Even though yang ruolin had been here for almost half a month, she still didn\'t want to be too close to him or let him hug her. He knew that it wasn\'t easy for his daughter to accept someone. It would always take a certain amount of time and a certain process.

But at the very least, the child didn\'t have to hold the xianjing in a daze every day. He had a ready-made person and a ready-made frame.

When it was time for dinner, rainy climbed onto a small chair by herself. Zheng Anze sat opposite her, and Chu lui sat next to his daughter. He pushed his bowl forward, and rainy automatically picked up the spoon to eat her favorite food from her father\'s bowl, followed by her brother, and finally her own.

Yang ruolin also pushed her bowl forward in an attempt to please rainy, but rainy lowered her head and ate the rice in her bowl. Yang ruolin was a little shocked, thinking, " why is this little girl so difficult to deal with? "

She picked up her chopsticks and was about to pick up some food when she remembered that Chu lui had mentioned some of Xia ruoxin\'s living habits. Xia ruoxin was not a picky eater, but she did not know how to eat everything. For example, she did not like a few things, such as radish and ginger. The chef that they had hired for today\'s meal had obviously added these two things.

However, just because Xia ruoxin did not like it did not mean that yang ruolin hated it. She liked these two things. She liked them very much, but she could only choose these two things from her bowl.

Chu lui\'s gaze fell on yang ruolin\'s face, and his dark eyes dimmed slightly. This was the Xia ruoxin that he had created with his own hands, and it was already in its embryonic form.

Rainy suddenly put down her spoon and climbed down from her chair. She stood in front of yang ruolin and stared at her with her Pearl-black eyes.

feed her, " Chu lui said lightly. He knew that it was because yang ruolin\'s habits were so similar to Xia ruoxin\'s that rainy found it familiar.

Yang ruolin then took the spoon and fed rainy mouthful by mouthful.

This child was actually very easy to raise. She was not very picky with food and would eat whatever was brought to her mouth. However, she never ate food fed by strangers. There were several times when yang ruolin tried to feed her some, but this child turned her face away and refused to eat.

At this moment, yang ruolin felt that he had finally made it.

Rainy only ate a few mouthfuls before returning to her small chair. She climbed back up and ate by herself. Even though Chu lui doted on his daughter and wanted her to be a happy rice weevil, he did not pamper her endlessly. She had to wear her own clothes, eat her own meals, and even wash her own clothes. Even though rainy was a delicate child who could not be knocked or touched, she was not bewitching.

At night, in a small basin, rainy washed her clothes seriously. She did it by hand and did not let her use the washing machine to avoid hurting her.

Yang ruolin also squatted at the side and washed her clothes with her hands, feeling like crying. She had never liked washing clothes since she was young. Even if she rented a house, she still had to buy a washing machine. However, now that Chu lui had asked her to come over to wash her clothes, she still had to wash them with her hands. Where did she get her old clothes from? she had already thrown them into the washing machine, so she could only take a new set of clothes to wash.

Rainy looked at her, then raised her head and smiled at her.