Too Much to Chase His Wife: The Movie Emperor Wants to Hug

It was past seven o'clock, and looking through the window at the sky outside, Cheng Huaiqing frowned, and before he knew it, the sky had already turned dark.

Zhao Lingxi got off work after six o'clock, so I don't know if she has gone back now?Would he foolishly wait for him to pick her up?
Thinking of this, Cheng Huaiqing quickly took out the mobile phone in his pocket, took a look, and felt even more depressed, damn it!He even forgot to turn off his cell phone when he entered the studio, that is to say, Ling Xi probably called him, but he was not contacted.

Frowning, he quickly turned on the phone.

I opened the page and saw that there were indeed several missed calls and several messages.Cheng Huaiqing can guess who is calling without looking at the messages and phone calls.

Thinking of Zhao Lingxi's anxiety when he was waiting for him, he quickly clicked on the messages, opening one by one, and the guilt in his heart increased a bit if he didn't open one.

"Huaiqing, are you off work yet?"

"Huaiqing, why didn't you answer the phone?"

"..."

"Huaiqing, what happened, call back quickly!!"

Seeing these anxious words, Cheng Huaiqing seemed to be able to see Zhao Lingxi alone, standing in front of the company, holding a mobile phone and making calls continuously, but the voice always reminded "The number you dialed has been turned off , please try again later."

Ling Xi must be in a hurry, right?

Thinking of this, Cheng Huaiqing quickly dialed Zhao Lingxi's phone, and the waiting time was very short, almost the moment he dialed the phone, the other party picked up the phone, Cheng Huaiqing even wondered if Zhao Lingxi had been staring at the phone.

"Hey, Ling Xi..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Lingxi: "Hey, Cheng Huaiqing, what the hell are you doing, and you don't answer the phone, you..."

Zhao Lingxi's tone was not very good, it even sounded like rage, but Cheng Huaiqing heard the rage in Cheng Huaiqing's ears, but he was faintly complacent, and really wanted to rush back immediately to appease the anxious Zhao Lingxi.

However, the pervasive smell of disinfectant in his nostrils reminded him that he still had to take care of Song Yuwen.

Frowning, he said to the dialogue: "Something happened today, I can't leave for the time being, and I can go back later."

After saying this, he was afraid that Zhao Lingxi would be worried, so he added: "But you don't have to worry, I'm fine, I'll be back in a while, you can eat first, don't wait for me."

Hearing this, Zhao Lingxi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, explained a few words, and hung up the phone.

After taking a look, Hu Jieming looked at him with concern, smiled, and said, "Huaiqing is fine and will be back in a while."

When Hu Jieming had just sent Zhao Lingxi back, he saw her frowning all the time, so he decided to stay with her.

Thinking that the consolation he had just given for a long time was not as effective as Cheng Huaiqing's phone call, he couldn't help but feel a little bit stingy.

He smiled and teased: "What? The older baby in your family is fine, so don't you feel relieved now?"
"Older baby?" Zhao Lingxi listened to the new words that came out of Hu Jieming's mouth, and a hint of doubt flashed in her eyes. However, she quickly realized that she twitched the corner of her mouth and said, "Why do I feel that there is more than one older baby?" ?
"Huh?" Listening to Zhao Lingxi's words, it was Hu Jieming's turn to be puzzled this time.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi, "What do you mean?"
"Think about it yourself." The expression on Zhao Lingxi's face, which was relieved, was much richer.

He smiled slyly at Hu Jieming: "I think with Mr. Hu's ingenuity, he can always figure it out."

"Okay!" Hu Jieming thought for a while, and then realized what Zhao Lingxi said, and couldn't help but twitched, and said with a straight face on purpose: "You dare to make fun of your boss like this, be careful I will give you tomorrow!" You wear small shoes."

Hearing Hu Jieming's threatening words, Zhao Lingxi turned his face and made a grimace at her, and said with a smile, "How could it be? My wise and powerful Mr. Hu, how could I avenge myself?"
Hu Jieming was a little dumbfounded by Zhao Lingxi's sudden action, shook his head, saw Zhao Lingxi's mood stabilized, and said: "Then you do your work first, I'm leaving."

With that said, he walked out the door.

"Let's go now?" Zhao Lingxi looked at Hu Jieming's back and said, "Didn't you blame me for not having time to have a meal with you at noon? Or I will treat you to dinner now."

As soon as he heard Zhao Lingxi say that he wanted to treat him to dinner, Hu Jieming instinctively remembered what happened last night, and glanced outside the door, seeing that Cheng Huaiqing was nowhere to be seen, then turned his head, glanced at Zhao Lingxi, and agreed with a smile: "Okay, I haven't eaten your cooking for so many years, but I want to try it to see if your craftsmanship has deteriorated."

Cheng Huaiqing sent Song Yuwen back to the set, and when he drove back, as soon as he entered the door of the apartment, he saw Zhao Lingxi and Hu Jieming sitting at the dining table, eating quietly.

I couldn't help feeling a little sour in my heart.

Glancing at Hu Jieming, he hung up his suit jacket and said in a cold voice: "Is Mr. Hu's company going to close down? Why is he so poor now? He goes to other people's homes to eat every day."

Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's sour words, Hu Jieming's face twitched. After so many years, his mouth is still so damaged.

However, when he thought that Cheng Huaiqing was jealous, he couldn't help but feel happy from the bottom of his heart: "It's not that I came here to grab a meal, but Ling Xi specially invited me to eat in order to thank me for escorting her back."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Cheng Huaiqing proudly, picked up a piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth.

He also intentionally made an expression of enjoyment.

Zhao Lingxi looked at the two people in front of him speechlessly, each of them looked like an iceberg in front of outsiders.

I couldn't help shaking my head, I really don't know what kind of expression they will have if they are seen by those who are familiar with them.

Cheng Huaiqing glared at Hu Jieming bitterly, and repeated "thank you"?
As if he remembered something, a smirk flashed in his eyes: "I remember, the thank you gift I personally prepared for Mr. Hu last night, and Mr. Hu hasn't accepted it yet"?
As soon as Cheng Huaiqing spit out the word "thank you", Hu Jieming couldn't help but think of the four completely invisible "fried eggs" that Cheng Huaiqing made last night.

His face twitched, and he quickly picked up a chopstick dish for himself, and stuffed it into his mouth, as if someone was going to grab his bowl in the next second.

Before Cheng Huaiqing sat down, he quickly pulled a bowl of rice into his mouth, pulled a piece of tissue paper, wiped his mouth, and looked at Cheng Huaiqing proudly: "Okay, I'm full, your special I'm not blessed to accept the gift of thanks, you'd better save yourself to savor it slowly."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the suit jacket hanging on the back of the chair and glanced at Zhao Lingxi: "Lingxi, thank you for your hospitality tonight, and I won't bother you."

After finishing speaking, he glanced ambiguously at Cheng Huaiqing and Zhao Lingxi, picked up his coat and walked out.

Cheng Huaiqing frowned, looked at Hu Jieming's leftover dishes on the table, and looked at Zhao Lingxi with grievances, "Honey, I haven't eaten yet."

Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing, who was pretending to be wronged, and couldn't help but think of the "older children" that Hu Jieming just said, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Isn't there still food on this table? I'll get you some food"?
"No!" When Cheng Huaiqing heard that Zhao Lingxi actually let him eat Hu Jieming's leftovers, he frowned tightly, looked at Zhao Lingxi a little flatteringly, and said, "Why don't you make me a new one?"
Zhao Lingxi rubbed his brows speechlessly, and pointed to the wall clock hanging on the wall.

Cheng Huaiqing followed Zhao Lingxi's finger and looked at the wall clock, "It's only past eight o'clock, you can't bear to make me hungry, can you?"
After finishing speaking, he took Wutong's little hand and placed it on his stomach, and continued to look at Zhao Lingxi pitifully: "Look, my stomach is flattened."

Seeing Wutong twitching the corner of his mouth helplessly, Cheng Huaiqing hit the iron while it was hot: "Or you can make me a bowl of noodles, anyway, I don't want to eat what he left."

Zhao Lingxi had no resistance to Cheng Huaiqing's pitiful appearance.

Glancing at the uneaten dishes on the table, he nodded speechlessly, then turned around and went inside to serve Cheng Huaiqing a bowl of egg and ham noodles.

When Wutong came out of the kitchen, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes were fixed on the face in Wutong's hand, his face was shining with excitement, and he kissed Wutong on the face with a "baji": "Honey, you treat me so well." very nice".

Listening to Cheng Huaiqing's childish words, Wu Tong helplessly wiped the drool on his face, and felt more and more that the four words "older children" that Hu Jieming said were very appropriate to describe him.

Sit in the original position and continue eating.

After eating, Zhao Lingxi asked: "What happened to you today, why did you come back so late and didn't even call me?"
Zhao Lingxi's voice was very calm, but Cheng Huaiqing could hear the worry in her tone, a smile flashed in his eyes, he stood up, wrapped his arms around Zhao Lingxi's slender waist, and said, "If I tell you, don't be angry ah".

"Huh?" Hearing what Cheng Huaiqing said, the doubts in Zhao Lingxi's eyes amplified even more, "What happened?"
"Okay, don't get angry!"
Cheng Huaiqing put his chin on Zhao Lingxi's shoulder, and when he spoke, his breath sprayed in Zhao Lingxi's ear: "Today, I actually accompanied Song Yuwen to the hospital."

"Go to the hospital?" Upon hearing these three words, coupled with Cheng Huaiqing's flattering words just now, a bad idea appeared in Zhao Lingxi's mind.

His face darkened suddenly, he turned his head, and said in a cold voice, "Then why didn't you stay with her in the hospital? Why are you still here?"
While speaking, she pulled Cheng Huaiqing's big hand around her waist vigorously.