Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

He had learned a lot from that man, and from Shen Wei's eyes, he could see that he had already lost.

He might have persevered longer than he had expected. The blue sky and white clouds in the distance reflected his face, and it actually made the memories in his eyes become more vivid. It was as if those things from the past had begun to fill his heart.

Unconsciously, perhaps no one knew, but this man's face was already covered in tears.

Shen Wei hugged the photo frame to her chest. This seemed to be the most she did in the past five years. She leaned on the table and almost buried her face in her arms.

It seemed that this was the only way she could find some safety for herself.

There was no more third brother in this world. There was no third brother who cared for her, helped her, and gave her a piece of sky. After taking over Jiangnan, she finally knew what third brother had done and suffered for her.

She missed her third brother, every day and night.

Xia ruoxin said that Chu lui was a man who would wash a woman's feet. Who would have thought that the CEO of the Chu enterprise would wash his wife's feet? who would have thought that third brother, who always had an evil face, was actually a man who would wash a woman's feet?

Xia ruoxin said that if a woman could meet a man like this, then how many good things had she done in her past life? however, Shen Wei did not know if she had done good things in her past life or if she had sinned. She would rather die than let third brother put her life in danger. She could torture Shangguan Tong and destroy the Shangguan family, but she knew that even if she killed a hundred or a thousand Shangguan Tong, she would not be able to escape. He still couldn't get his third brother's life back.

In her daze, she seemed to feel that someone was looking at her. It was so familiar, just like how third brother looked at that time. She remembered that when she was first rescued by third brother, she didn't even dare to sleep. She didn't know why, but later on, she felt that someone was at the door, guarding and protecting her. From then on, she could finally sleep.

It wasn't until a long time later that she found out that the person was none other than her third brother. He knew that she would easily wake up at night, so in the beginning, he would always take his blanket and sleep outside the door. Perhaps from then on, she had already begun to get used to third brother.

And who could say that habit was not a kind of love?

A hand was placed on her shoulder and patted it gently. She suddenly looked up and through her hazy vision, she saw the man's face, which could be said to be not good-looking, but was definitely worth looking at.

third brother. she smiled. that's great. I finally dreamed of you ... &Quot;

With a thud, the photo frame in her arms fell to the ground. She reached out and hugged her third brother's face, just like before, habitually absorbing the warmth she wanted from his body.

Brother San reached out to caress Shen Wei's face. He was like a pillar, and at that moment, tears rolled down from the corner of his eyes.

That year, he was seven years old. He had no parents, no home, and no family. He often begged for food, picking up plastic bottles that others didn't want and selling them for money to support himself and survive.

One day, it was raining heavily. He had nowhere to go and could only hide under the roof of a family. This family should be very rich, but he didn't know if they had a dog.

He curled up his small body in the rain, and the rain continued to fall on him. Soon, his clothes were wet. He shivered from the cold, afraid that he would really die in such a rainy night.

When an umbrella was placed on his head, he opened his eyes and saw a very beautiful little girl. She seemed very small, tiny, just like the doll he saw in the glass display cases in the mall. She had black hair, big eyes, and a small red mouth. She was wearing a very beautiful white Princess dress and a pair of small leather shoes. With one look, one could tell that she was a child from a rich family.

The little girl bit her little finger, then put her umbrella in his hand and ran into the rain alone. The umbrella he held and the warmth from the little girl became the only source of warmth for him on this cold, rainy night.

He held the umbrella tightly with both hands and then hid in the corner.

However, not long after, in the heavy rain, another little girl ran past. Her hair was wet, and so were her clothes. She was also holding something in her arms.

Once again, she ran to his side and squatted down. She took out a cheeky and beautiful piggy bank and stuffed it into his arms. Then, she took out a lot of snacks from her bag and a coat.

then I won't be cold anymore. she grinned. The water in her hair kept dripping down, but she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He ate the snacks that the little girl had given him and wore clothes that were obviously much smaller than the little girl's. He also opened the piggy bank that the little girl had given him and took out the money.

The little girl had given him a lot, perhaps even the little girl herself didn't know how much she had given him. However, he could tell that this was the little girl's own pocket money.

He had not given up looking for the little girl. Later, he had gone to a few schools before he finally found her. He knew her name. She was Shen Xiaowei, the Wei from the word " Xiaowei ". She was from a rich family. At first, he could still see her often, but one day, he never saw her again. He never saw her again on her usual path.

It was only later that he found out that she had moved to a place far away. He remembered that he was very disappointed and sad at that time because his only good friend was gone. Although she didn't know that he had always been there, the country felt inferior because he was an orphan and she was a little princess.

As he slowly grew up, he began to risk his life with his friends. The scars on his body grew more and more each year, but he had never forgotten that little girl. Until he built Jiangnan by himself, his fame had become something that no one dared to offend.

Until one day, he met a woman who had been violated by a few men. Her face was lifeless, and there was no blood on her white and transparent skin. Her hair was messy, and her eyes were dead. Her clothes were almost all torn, and her lower body was a bloody mess.