Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

It clenched the diamond ring in its hand tightly, and the edges and corners cut on the diamond almost pierced its palm. This was the strongest thing in the world. How could a human\'s flesh and blood withstand its hardness?

He clenched his fist again, and blood flowed out from between his fingers. Drop by drop, it seeped onto the ground, but he seemed to not feel the pain.

Lu jinrong took a piece of tissue and threw it at him. what\'s the use of that little bit of blood? you\'re too weak. &Quot;

Chu lui did not know if he was laughing at himself or others. This was the second time someone had said that he was acting. He did not need to do that. He would bear his own mistakes.

Lu jinrong stood up straight and took some vegetables into the pot to eat after they were cooked.

"Can you imagine what she was like when I saved her?"

Chu lui\'s body froze and he did not answer.

Lu jinrong continued, " I saved her on the road. At that time, she was as thin as a ghost. Her vocal cords were injured, her legs were fractured, and her face was a mess of blood and flesh. You know how much effort I put in to save her. The doctor said that her facial features looked a little like my sister, so I got plastic surgery to make her look like my sister. My mother has been looking for her daughter, so this was killing two birds with one stone. Not only did it give my mother comfort, but it also gave her a lot of money. At the same time, it also gave this woman a new identity."

He took another glass of cold beer and gulped it down. In an instant, he also became cold.

when she caught Xia Yixuan, I wanted to ask if you were the one who cut her stomach. &Quot;

The box in Chu lui\'s hand fell to the ground. He picked it up and placed the ring inside. Then, he poured himself a glass of cold beer and started drinking it mouthful by mouthful.

His eyes were cold, and so was his heart.

The glass of cold beer was like a bucket of cold water, freezing him from head to toe. He poured himself another glass and drank a large mouthful of it, along with the tears under his chin.

Lu jinrong took out a few pieces of tissue paper and threw them at him. Useless.

thank you. Chu lui took the tissue, but he crumpled it into a ball and threw it aside. He poured it into his mouth again, then took the bowl and picked up the vegetables that were cooking in the pot. The vegetables were spicy to his throat, lungs, and organs. He swallowed it, and his tears burst out along with the vegetables.

The spicier it was, the more she wanted to eat it. However, the more she ate, the more tears she shed.

stop eating. Lu jinrong threw his chopsticks away. do you want to eat yourself to death? "

Chu lui didn\'t take back his chopsticks. He took the soup spoon from the side and scooped some hot soup from the pot. He drank it mouthful by mouthful as if he was harming himself. He should now know how she got her throat injury, right?

Lu jinrong did not stop Chu lui. He drank some hot soup and wanted to know how it felt to have a scalded throat.

Xia Yixuan gave her the spiciest duck neck, but she stopped drinking. That\'s why her throat was burnt. Now that she\'s recovered, her voice has become like this. &Quot;

Chu lui\'s eyes started to tear up from the heat. Perhaps he was crying in the first place, and he was using the soup to vent his emotions. He had schemed too much in his life, but he was also being schemed against. He had never let anyone down in his life, but he had only let her down.

Tell him, how could he redeem everything?

After another glass of cold beer, he closed his eyes. He could finally understand what Lu jinrong\'s spiciness and cold taste was like.

So it was actually like this.

Lu jinrong filled another bottle and poured it into the cup. He shook the cup in his hand, and white steam came out from it.

One could feel the coldness from afar.

she doesn\'t remember anything now. She doesn\'t remember her mother\'s heartlessness in the past. She doesn\'t remember the pain you\'ve caused her. She doesn\'t remember everything. She\'s Lu Xiaohua, my sister. She has a harmonious family, a pair of parents who love her,. brother who protects her sister, and a ... Boyfriend who haggles the price of her marriage. She\'s doing very well now. Do you want her to return to the Xia ruoxin of the past and remember all those cruel things?"

He took another sip of the cold beer.

a mother who never treated her well, an ex-husband who treated her as a target for revenge, a half-crippled but still alive heir apparent, or an ex-husband who stabbed her with a knife again? "

Lu jinrong asked Chu lui word by word, stabbing his heart with each word.

Chu lui placed the cup by his lips. Cold sweat had already formed on his forehead. At this moment, his throat had become hoarse from the stimulation of the chili. He was almost completely silent.

"Why doesn\'t she remember anything?" He asked in a hoarse voice.

this ... Lu jinrong sighed. we didn\'t want it either. Back then. your mother told the truth, and Xia Yixuan got what she deserved. The Xia family\'s assets were taken away, and she actually had nothing to live for. At that time. she suffered from severe insomnia and didn\'t eat or drink. At that time, she actually already said that she had nothing to live for because rainy was lost and she died. You should understand this very well. he gulped down another mouthful of cold beer. He also swallowed this mouthful of coldness.

she and rainy believed in life when they grew up. After losing rainy, she lived for revenge. After she took her revenge, she didn\'t know how to live anymore. That was why Gao Yi found someone. &Quot;

He stared into Chu lui\'s eyes seriously and said word by word.

"He helped us hypnotize her."

Chu lui took a few more sips of the cold beer, threw the bottle away, and stood up.

Chu lui. Lu jinrong saw that Chu lui was about to leave and suddenly called out from behind him.

"Remember, you\'ve been drinking. Don\'t drive."

Chu lui\'s footsteps paused for a moment, but he did not stop moving forward. His footsteps were a little shaky. He did not know if it was because he was drunk or because he could not bear the weight of his body. There was still the thick smell of hotpot behind him, and his throat was dry and painful from the spiciness. It was unbearable. In the distance, under the sun, half of the man\'s face was still hidden in the darkness.