Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Xia mingzheng sighed. I\'ll go back with you. if he didn\'t go back, what was he going to do here? as for Xia Yixuan, he would just pretend that he didn\'t have this daughter. He had done everything he could and couldn\'t do for her. So what if he found someone else? he was old and had no ability, but ultimately, this matter still clung onto him because he would never forget anything in his life.

When yang ruolin heard that they were all leaving, she didn\'t feel much. If they wanted to leave, then so be it. En, it was best not to come back. In the future, everything here would be hers. By the way, she was going to find some friends to hold a party. The venue would be in this house.

She kept thinking about it, but she didn\'t notice that Shen Yijun\'s gaze on her was cold.

Xia mingzheng shook his head. He knew that Shen Yijun\'s patience had reached its limit. However, if a person became greedy, they might not even have the most basic knowledge of the world.

Shen Yijun and Xia mingzheng left early the next morning. The nanny at home had also inexplicably taken a break, but she was given a salary and asked to come over next month. Of course, the nanny was willing. Even if she didn\'t work, she would still get paid. Even a fool knew that this was a good thing.

Not long after Shen Yijun and her husband left, the nanny packed up her things and prepared to return to her hometown. This time, she had a month of leave, and it was paid. It just so happened that she could use the money she had saved up over the past few years to help her family build a house.

Yang ruolin stopped the car with a lot of bags in her hand. She must have spent a lot of money on this trip.

She knocked on the door and waited outside. From time to time, she would flip through the clothes and shoes she had bought. These were the latest designs. She had been waiting for this batch of goods. It was not easy to wait for them, so she went to buy them early in the morning.

However, the door did not open even after she waited for a long time.

open the door, open the door ... she slammed the door hard and was already getting impatient. Was the housekeeper dead? why didn\'t she open the door after so long? she took out her phone and called the house. She could hear the sound of the phone even when she was standing at the door. She didn\'t believe that the housekeeper couldn\'t hear it. Even if she was dead asleep, she should be awake.

The phone in the house kept ringing, but no one opened the door for her. She kicked the door hard in anger and threw everything in the car. She called Shen Yijun again. She wanted to complain and complain, but Shen Yijun\'s phone was also turned off. Unwilling to give up, she called Xia mingzheng again, but his phone was also turned off.

Did they see a ghost today?

She smacked the steering wheel hard and waited outside for a long time. Even when it was almost dark, the nanny Still did not come back, and no one came out.

She was so angry that her face turned green, and her whole body trembled unconsciously. In the end, she had no choice but to drive to a hotel. When she was about to settle the check-in procedures, she realized that she actually did not have any identification. Shen Yijun had not reported her household register yet, so she was still yang ruolin and not Xia ruoxin.

As for her identity card, it was not with her now.

how can I live here without an id? I have money. she took out her wallet and threw out a bunch of cards.

The front desk of the hotel only gave her a formal smile.

"I\'m sorry, you can\'t enter the store without an id. We\'re just following the procedure, please don\'t make things difficult for us."

Yang ruolin glared at the front desk, then walked away in her high heels. She drove to the Xia family\'s house in disbelief. In the end, after knocking on the door for a long time, there was still no sound from inside. This was not normal. Yes, very abnormal.

She didn\'t know who could get in. She kicked her car hard and drove to a house she had bought here. It was filled with her personal belongings, but because no one lived here, no one had been here for a long time. She took out her ID card from the drawer. On the ID card, yang ruolin was clearly written. She didn\'t want to live here as it was covered in dust. She didn\'t want to be covered in dirt after cleaning. She took her identity card and found a hotel to stay for the night. However, it was a strange night. She tossed and turned the whole night and couldn\'t sleep. She couldn\'t help but pick up her phone again. Regardless of whether it was midnight or not, she called Shen Yijun. However, the phone was still turned off.

She suddenly threw her phone away and sat up.

She didn\'t know why, but she felt very uneasy and didn\'t sleep at all that night. The next day, she returned to the Xia family home with dark circles under her eyes.

She knocked on the door and kept repeating in her heart, " open the door, open the door, you must open the door. however, just like last time, there was no one at all. She didn\'t even have the key to the house. Every time she came back, the nanny was there. If she had known earlier, she would have prepared a set of keys herself. Otherwise, she wouldn\'t have been unable to enter the house.

She went back to her car and found an lockpicking company. However, the lockpicking company asked for her identity card and made it clear that she was the owner of the house. She also had to go to the police station to file a record. Otherwise, the lock could not be opened.

If it were any other lock, they could have changed it based on the verbal statement at the entrance. However, this was obviously a wealthy District. The people living in these houses were not ordinary people. No lockpicking company would have the guts to touch the things here. If they lost it, they wouldn\'t be able to pay for it.

Identification, was it just an identification? Of course she did. She opened her bag and took out her identification card. But as soon as she took it out, she remembered. This identification card was yang ruolin\'s and not Xia ruoxin\'s. Furthermore, it had nothing to do with Shen Yijun and Xia mingzheng. She was not Shen or Xia.

She had no choice but to return to her sports car. Refusing to believe it, she called Shen Yijun again, but the phone on the other side was still turned off.

He didn\'t know how many days had passed.