Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities - Chapter 907 - He did not Want To

“Okay.” He raised his hand. “My mission’s accomplished. I’m going to bed now.” He yawned again. He was indeed tired.

“Oh, right.” He returned when he was at the door. “Can’t you tell me if you’ve had plastic surgery?”

Xia Ruoxin touched her face and then nodded. “Yes, I did.”

Jia Xinbao widened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched. “You’re lying.”

He sulked and then walked out. Xia Ruoxin smiled. They called her a liar when she told the truth. So what was she to say so that they would believe her?

She picked up the report again and ripped it up. She tossed it into the trash. She would not save Song Wan. Xia Yixuan could do whatever she wanted.

En, vegetable.

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Since Song Wan was already one, she would probably remain that way if it happened again.

She patted her fingers, turned, and went to get herself a glass of water.

After a while, she picked up a cup; but her fingers were cold.

At this time, Xia Yixuan was still massaging Song Wan’s muscles. She placed her hands into her pockets. She had not taken the drug yet, and she was most afraid of Song Wan regaining consciousness. She pulled the blanket open and was about to massage Song Wan’s legs when she smelt a familiar stench.

“Now?” Xia Yixuan covered her nose with both hands and called for the caretakers. They came in and expertly cleaned Song Wan up.

“Okay, I’ll take over.” Xia Yixuan dismissed the two of them.

The caretaker nodded and opened the door to leave. They went off to prepare Song Wan’s food and clean up her discharge.

Xia Yixuan stood up after she saw that the caretakers had left. She took the syringe and drew a little of the drug and injected it into Song Wan’s stomach tube. Her fingers were shaking a little, and her back was drenched when she was done.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and looked up, her eyes full of despise.

“I’ll let you live a few more days. You can die when I marry into the Chu family.”

If it were not for the fact that she had to appear like she cared for Song Wan in front of Chu Lui, Song Wan would be beyond dead now. She would not leave a ticking time bomb by her side.

Even though Chu Lui had not said anything, she had hinted at it many times. Despite that, he had not given her any reply. He wouldn’t make her wait for decades, right? She’d be old and wrinkly then.

No, this couldn’t go on. She gritted her teeth.

She let the caretakers in and went back to her room. She put on full-face makeup, changed into sexy lingerie, and waited. When she heard the car downstairs, she ran over and lifted the curtain. As expected she saw a black car parked outside. The car had clean, simple lines as per Chu Lui’s style. His car was just like him, clean-cut but inflexible.

She waited. A minute had passed. Another minute.

Chu Lui opened the door and walked before a door. He pulled a drawer open and removed the ring. He habitually put it on his ring finger and twirled it. He then walked into the balcony and reached out his hand. If he let go, the ring would fall, never to be found. He would not look for it. If he let go, he would lose his chance; neither would he give himself the chance.

At the last instant, the ring was still lying in his hands. He pulled the drawers open and tossed the ring into it and returned to his desk. There was a sound from the doorknob. He did not pay attention to it and sat down. He picked up a document and flipped through it until a pair of hands wrapped themselves around him, and a woman closed in.

“Brother Lui, I’m a little scared. Can I sleep here tonight?”

“En,” Chu Lui replied plainly as he spun the pen in his hands, covering his eyes.

Xia Yixuan was excited as she felt a tingling in her body. She hugged Chu Lui’s arm and pressed herself in closer. She even teased him with fleeting touches, but when she reached her hand towards him, Chu Lui stood up. Xia Yixuan missed and almost fell to the floor. Her shoulder was now exposed, and her skimpy lingerie was almost at her waist. It barely covered anything.

Chu Lui grabbed a bunch of his hair, opened the door, and left without looking back.

“Brother Lui, where are you going?” Xia Yixuan was stunned. What’s going on? Weren’t we going to… tonight?

“Making space for you,” Chu Lui replied plainly.

“Brother Lui…” Xia Yixuan scrambled after him, her thin piece of apparel almost falling to the ground.

Chu Lui closed the door with his hands, blocking Xia Yixuan outside.

“Brother Lui, why are you doing this to me?” Xia Yixuan tugged at her clothes. She was already being this shameless. He was already tempted. Any normal man would not reject her.

She had already felt his reaction so why did he leave?

Chu Lui crossed his arms, his eyes emotionless. He curled his thin lips.

“Xia Yixuan, I’m not interested; neither do I want to sleep with you.”

With that, he turned, leaving a stunned Xia Yixuan with his insulting words.

Chu Lui felt that he was a little pitiful sometimes. He did not care for women. Even though he reacted to them, he had no desire for it. He would rather settle it himself than spend his time on women. Of course, he was not sick or homosexual. It was just that the person he desired no longer existed.

As for Xia Yixuan, he was not interested. A woman’s proactivity when he was not interested was like forcing herself on him…

And he—Chu Lui—had no interest in being forced.