Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Chapter 827: The Eighteenth Level of Hell

“Chu Jiang, don’t you care about your son?” Song Wan directly reprimanded Chu Jiang.

“What can I care about?” Chu Jiang raised his head. “I can’t even care about you; how can I care about my son? I suggest you not care about Ah Lui’s things and just care about your own Chu Xiang.”

Chu Jiang’s words did not go into Song Wan’s head, and she went off in a rage.

She sat on the car and directly arrived outside the Chu Enterprise. She rarely came here, but it did not mean that she would not come. Once the security guard outside saw that she wanted to enter, he hurriedly went forward and stopped her. However, he did it politely.

“This Madam, I’m sorry. It is currently business hours so if you don’t have a booking, the company will reject all visitors.”

Song Wan did not explain much to the security guard and did not fight with them. Her status was here.

She whipped out her phone and directly called Du Jingtang. “Jingtang, it’s Aunt. Come out and pick me up. Your office doesn’t let me enter.”

Du Jingtang’s phone almost dropped on the floor. Hurriedly, he stood up and did not care about his messy office as he rushed down to pick up Song Wan, his aunt.

Just that, he was a bit worried because Sister Ruoxin was coincidentally here. There was some sort of weird atmosphere between these two women as they did not like each other at all. If they were to meet, it would be havoc.

When he went to the entrance—as expected, Song Wan was standing there like a wealthy lady. However, luckily, she knew her status and did not do anything outrageous there. If not, the most embarrassed one would be Chu Lui.

“Aunt, why are you here?” Du Jingtang called her ‘aunt’, but he was feeling awkward in his heart. There was distance in his awkwardness. This was because Song Wan did not shut her mouth the previous time and caused the two family’s relationship to become as cold as ice. Other than him and his cousin, both families did not even interact anymore.

Actually, Song Wan was around the same and was not too natural. She coughed and walked in. “Why? Can’t I come if I don’t have anything on? Is he busy today?”

“Okay, he’s not too busy.

“However, he’s having a meeting now.”

Du Jingtang felt something wrong about what he said so he hurriedly added a sentence. Clearly, Song Wan did not suspect anything, but she still did not stop in her tracks and went in directly.

Du Jingtang was following behind Song Wan the whole way and tried to ask.

“Why is Aunt looking for my cousin? He’s a bit busy today so I’ll ask him to go home after his meeting.”

“Didn’t you say that he wasn’t busy?” Song Wan stopped in his tracks and felt that Du Jingtang was too conflicted. Was he busy or not? It was a choice between the two.

“Oh, I was saying.” Du Jingtang hit his head. “He wasn’t busy now, but he would be busy when he has the meeting.” However, Du Jingtang felt that his head was going to explode. This aunt never liked to come to the company; why did she come over today? Also, she picked a time where Xia Ruoxin was here.

What kind of fate did these two women have for them to meet like this?

“It’s okay.” Song Wan held his bag tightly and said nonchalantly. “I’ll just wait for him.” At this time, she was standing in front of the elevator and was waiting for Du Jingtang to operate it.

“Open it.” After seeing Du Jingtang not move for a while, Song Wan’s face darkened; and she urged him. She still had to pick Xiang Xiang up later so she did not have much time to waste with Du Jingtang.

Du Jingtang could only take out his card and swipe the elevator. When the elevator opened, Song Wan already walked in.

Du Jingtang wanted to feel for his phone to ask the other end to be prepared. However, after feeling around for a while, he could not find it. Then, he remembered that he came out in a hurry and left his phone on the office table. He broke out into cold sweat and could only accept his fate.

She must know what she needed to know; they could not hide from her for long.

“Jingtang, let me ask you.”

When the elevator was going up, Song Wan suddenly said seriously.

“Yes? Please say.” Du Jingtang went away from her and placed his finger on the eighteenth-floor button. Actually, he wanted to press ‘stop’ a couple of times.

“Jingtang, tell Aunt honestly. Did your cousin find a beer girl?” Song Wan asked seriously and was paying close attention to the expression on Du Jingtang’s face.

“Beer girl?” Du Jingtang opened his eyes wide. How was that possible? Where did the beer girl come from? Even if there was someone, it would be Xia Ruoxin. However, he did hear of some news about Chu Lui meeting a beer girl in Jiang Nan and going out with her; both of them even stayed together. However, he knew clearly that other than Xia Ruoxin, he would not be interested in any other woman and would not go out with them... so how could there be a beer girl?

If this news was true, then there was only one possibility. The beer girl was Xia Ruoxin. However, when he thought about this, he scratched his head. Why would Xia Ruoxin go there for no reason? Also, if this was the rumor, then Aunt would not agree to it at all. Originally, they were not harmonious; and Aunt was someone who cared about status.

Even though she did not need to be of a wealthy background, she had to have a clear one. Even if their family condition was poor and she was an orphan—as long as she did not come from that place, she could accept it.

Why did Xia Ruoxin force herself to such a state and create such a name for herself? He did not understand... he really did not.

“Jingtang...” Song Wan asked, but Du Jingtang did not respond.

“Jingtang...” she said again.

Then, Du Jingtang recovered his senses. “Huh? Aunt, were you calling me?”

“Mm.” Song Wan squinted and felt that something was amiss. “Jingtang, tell Aunt honestly. Is there something that you are hiding from me?”

“Nope.” Du Jingtang lifted his hands. “I’m going to die from work. I don’t really know a lot about Cousin so if you have any questions, Aunt should look for him directly.”

Since she could not get any answer out of Du Jingtang, Song Wan did not say much to him. No matter what she said, he would not spill the truth. Coincidentally, the lift had reached the eighteenth floor. Sigh, eighteenth floor. Was this the eighteenth floor of hell?