Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities - Chapter 934
Chapter 934: We are Home
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xia Mingzheng was angry and furious, but he was helpless and had heartache at the same time. He had only this one daughter his entire life. For this daughter of his, he had invested half his life. Everyone said that children were parents’ enemies in their previous lives. If this was true, he had already repaid a lot of debt to Xia Yixuan. What could he do? What could he still do?
“No matter who asks you about this, just don’t admit it.” Xia Mingzheng clenched his teeth and told Xia Yixuan.
“I know, Daddy.” Xia Yixuan had never intended to admit to it, but she was not just worrying about this now.
“Daddy, then how should we settle the Lu family’s side?”
“You can’t admit it either.” Actually, Xia Mingzheng really had no other way; and they could only just deny it all the way. If the Lu family wanted to expose them, they would have done it a long time ago and would not have waited until now.
“Yixuan, I’ll send you overseas to hide for a while.”
After much thinking, he felt that it was better to send Xia Yixuan away. Just like four years ago, she could go wherever she wanted to hide. The best was that she did not come back at all. Having a living daughter was better than having one in jail.
He could not bear for his daughter to leave, but it was impossible for him to gamble with the rest of his daughter’s life.
“I won’t.” Xia Yixuan pulled up the blanket and hid herself in it. No matter what, she wanted to stay. If she just left now, she would be indignant. She would not be appeased.
Xia Mingzheng stood up and was too disappointed in his daughter. He really wanted to just beat her to death, but it was a pity that it was a girl he had doted on and spoiled like his life since young. In the end, he caused her to become like that. If it was a son, he would have long thrown him into the dumps.
Now, the thing he wanted to know was…
How did Lu Xiaohua know about this? Did she see it, or did she know Xia Ruoxin? However, he had never imagined that the missy of the Lu family was actually Xia Ruoxin.
The father and daughter talked and planned as if there was no one around them, but they did not realize that the woman on the opposite sickbed was clutching onto the blanket tightly. She allowed her tears to drop one by one and sink into the blanket.
Actually, Xia Mingzheng did not sleep well for the past few days as he was always afraid that the Lu family would cause trouble for them. He had almost woken up uneasily every day from his sleep and spent every second and minute in agony. In the middle of the night when it was all quiet, he then relaxed for a little. Luckily, they did not come that day.
A few days later, he was secretly happy in his heart as he thought that the Lu family did not even take this matter to heart, or perhaps they did not even want to mention it. After all, this was also a scandal for the Lu family.
A few days later, he finally relaxed; but he was not only worrying about the Lu family. There was also Shen Yijun. Ever since the matter was exposed, she moved to a room where no one in the Xia household stayed. As for himself, he followed the troublemaker daughter of his every day and did not dare to go anywhere else. Now, Xia Mingzheng could still watch over her; after Xia Yixuan got married, there would only be him at home.
The older he got, the more afraid he was of being lonely so he thought more about Shen Yijun’s merits. Just that, could they still go back to the past?
“Can’t you just marry another one?” Xia Yixuan frowned. “There are so many women in the world.”
Xia Mingzheng glared at Xia Yixuan. “Then, why must you marry Chu Lui? There are so many men in the world.”
Xia Yixuan was pricked in her heart as she slammed the cup onto the floor and went back to her room.
Xia Mingzheng was once again conflicted, afraid, and upset. Why was he pacing back and forth? It was all because of them. It was just because he could not leave her. Even Xia Yixuan knew that she could not leave Chu Lui; did she not think that it was the same for him? Actually, his father could not leave Shen Yijun.
Just that, no matter what, Shen Yijun could not forgive them. She had said before unless she could see Xia Ruoxin whole and without worry, they would never interact again until the day she died.
What did she mean by ‘day she died’? How old were they? One of their feet was already sunk in the mud. Was it still far from the day she died?
In the Lu family, Qin Xuejuan was instructing the helpers to tidy up the place.
“Yes, it’s here. Clean it up a bit.”
“Also, change all of Missy’s things in the house. Things like blankets… don’t wash them; just throw them.”
Actually, Qin Xuejuan was quite superstitious so the bed that Xia Ruoxin had slept on and related things like her blankets all needed to be changed to a different color so that she could live comfortably.
She just wanted her missy to not suffer anymore. When she thought of this, Qin Xuejuan could not help but sigh. Even though she was not the real missy of the Lu family, even Old Sir and Madam and the helpers had already treated her like a missy.
Of course, she hoped that she would be safe and sound without suffering from anything.
“Auntie Qin picked this for you. Do you like it?”
Jian Qingying pointed into the room and asked Xia Ruoxin.
“I like it very much.” Xia Ruoxin nodded. All the furniture in her room had been changed, and it really looked like something new. Besides, she really liked the lilac color. “Thank you, Auntie Qin.” She thanked her sweetly.
“You’re welcome.” Qin Xuejuan wiped her hands on her shirt and then remembered that she was still boiling some soup.
“Oh, yes. I’ll go check on my soup. When it’s ready, I’ll have some for you.” As she said that, she walked out.
Jian Qingying arranged her daughter’s hair. “You should rest, too. Let’s talk again when you’re awake.”
“Okay. Thank you, Mom.” Xia Ruoxin extended her hands to hug Jian Qingying. In the end, the person who gave her motherly love in this world was someone that was not even related to her by blood.
As for that biological mother of hers, she had not done anything for her daughter in her entire life and had not fulfilled the responsibility of being a mother even for a day so she did not deserve to be called that.
Actually, Jian Qingying wanted to talk to her daughter even more. However, when she saw the exhaustion on Xia Ruoxin’s face, she then remembered that she was still a patient. The doctor had said that she needed a few more years for her to fully recover. Thinking of her daughter’s suffering, her heart hurt.
In the room when Xia Ruoxin was left alone, she then opened the cupboard. Inside the cupboard, she took out the very old doll.
“Rainy, we’re home.” She pressed her face against the doll. If someone had seen her current look, their hearts would ache.
She was not crazy and was mentally very well. She had lost her only daughter and had even lost herself.