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

"Hehe, don't be so nervous!" Cheng Huaixian looked at Zhao Lingxi's sudden change of expression, a dark light flashed in his eyes, but the dark light disappeared in a flash, and his usual smile returned to his face: "I just want to tell you , This ring is also designed by me."

"Oh? Really?" Zhao Lingxi heard Cheng Huaixian change the subject, but still felt a little uncomfortable, and smiled awkwardly.

Cheng Huaixian seemed not to see the embarrassment on Zhao Lingxi's face, and continued to introduce the ring in her hand enthusiastically: "This ring is made of..."

"Lingxi, what are you doing?" Cheng Huaiqing, who had just come over from Mr. Cheng, happened to see Cheng Huaixian talking to Zhao Lingxi, Zhao Lingxi smiled brightly, and couldn't help but turn dark.

Walking to the side, I saw the ring in Cheng Huaixian's hand, dragged Zhao Lingxi behind him, and looked at Cheng Huaixian without the usual smile: "Brother, what are you doing, poaching?"
"Huaiqing." Cheng Huaixian deliberately ignored Cheng Huaiqing's displeasure, and said with a smile: "I see Ling Xi is bored here alone, so come and chat with her casually."

After finishing speaking, he seemingly inadvertently put the ring box back into the inner pocket of his suit, as if he was afraid that Cheng Huaiqing would not see it, and said: "Oh, it may be that my skills are not as good as before, and no one appreciates the things I design. ".

Hearing Cheng Huaixian's sigh, Zhao Lingxi continued, "Master Cheng, the things you designed are very unique."

"You like it?" Hearing Zhao Lingxi's compliment, Cheng Huaixian's hand that was putting the ring box into his inner pocket paused for a moment, and looked at Zhao Lingxi with burning eyes, as if he was really a fanatic of a pure art lover.

Hearing Cheng Huaixian's words, Cheng Huaiqing suddenly tightened Zhao Lingxi's big hand, and looked at Zhao Lingxi with deep eyes.

Zhao Lingxi twitched the corners of her mouth, cursing in her heart for being too talkative just now, "I..."

Before Zhao Lingxi finished speaking, Cheng Huaiqing stepped forward and stood in front of Zhao Lingxi: "Brother, the ring you designed yourself, of course there is nothing to say about the craftsmanship, but if Ling Xi likes it, I will naturally buy it for her." , you designed this yourself and keep it for your future sister-in-law."

Cheng Huaixian looked at Cheng Huaiqing's unfriendly expression, and then took out his big hand stretched out of his bosom. Embarrassment flashed across his face, he patted Cheng Huaiqing's shoulder, and sighed: "Huaiqing, you have changed."

Seeing the doubt that flashed in Cheng Huaiqing's eyes, Cheng Huaixian's face returned to the usual smile: "Now you are questioning your elder brother because of a woman."

There was a touch of sadness in Cheng Huaixian's smile, and he patted Cheng Huaiqing's shoulder again, making Cheng Huaiqing doubt himself in his heart.

Seeing Wen Cheng Huaiqing's emotional changes, Cheng Huaixian took away his big hand, sighed, and said, "You guys chat, I'll go and accompany other guests."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

"Brother." Just as Cheng Huaixian turned around, Cheng Huaiqing suddenly called out to stop him.

"What's wrong"?
When Cheng Huaixian heard the voice, he turned his head again, and asked with a smile: "What? Now I want my ring again, but I won't give it away..."

"I have a question for you." Cheng Huaiqing held Zhao Lingxi's hand, stared straight at Cheng Huaixian's face, and said, "You still remember the last time Lingxi ran away from home, right?"
When Zhao Lingxi heard Cheng Huaiqing mentioning her suddenly, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, he pursed his lips, and listened to the two of them seriously.

"Your woman ran away from home, why should I remember"?
Cheng Huaixian glanced at Zhao Lingxi, and then fell on Cheng Huaiqing's face. Although there was a smile on his face as usual, it was okay, but there was sarcasm in his words.

When did Cheng Huaiqing see Cheng Huaixian like this, his Adam's apple rolled, and he continued: "I remember that time when Ling Xi ran away, I asked Yuan Yiyang to find Ling Xi, but he monitored for a long time, but he didn't find out about Ling Xi. Mobile phone positioning".

As he said that, he looked at Cheng Huaixian's face that remained unchanged, and continued: "If I remember correctly, Ling Xi was already with you at that time, so can you explain to me why my people can't monitor you?" Did you get her cell phone signal?"
"Explain?" Cheng Huaixian sneered, looked at Cheng Huaiqing and said, "So you came back today to question me?"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Lingxi behind him through Cheng Huaiqing: "Miss Zhao, you should still remember that time you were followed by someone and ran to City S, and I happened to be on a business trip in City S, and I rescued you one day. I missed you twice..."

When mentioning what happened last time, Zhao Lingxi's eyes flickered, looked at Cheng Huaixian and said, "Master Cheng, thank you for what happened last time."

After finishing speaking, he pulled Cheng Huaiqing's sleeve and said in a low voice: "Yuan Yiyang didn't detect my signal, maybe it was just accidental. I believe the young master on this point."

When she was talking, she looked at Cheng Huaixian's gaze, and her heart moved slightly. The man's layout was like the house he designed, and no flaws could be found.

Cheng Huaixian listened to Zhao Lingxi's words, with a smile on his face: "Thank you, Ms. Zhao, for clarifying Cheng, otherwise..."

While speaking, his eyes returned to Cheng Huaiqing's face: "Otherwise, I don't know how long this obsession will be in my third brother's heart"?
"Brother, I..." Although Cheng Huaiqing still had doubts in his heart, hearing Cheng Huaixian's disappointed voice, he couldn't help but want to explain.

This is his most respected elder brother in front of him, of course he doesn't want his suspicion to be true.

"No more, I understand..." Cheng Huaixian still patted Cheng Huaiqing's shoulder, but looked behind him through him: "By the way, Miss Zhao, is aunt still living in the hospital? Say hello for me when Kong goes to see her."

Hearing Cheng Huaixian's words, Zhao Lingxi's heart shook violently, but he said calmly, "Okay, I understand, thank you, young master, for your concern."

"It's nothing." Cheng Huaixian replied with a smile, "I haven't thanked you for the special gift you gave my father today."

After finishing speaking, he walked towards the crowded place without looking back, and was soon pulled away by the guests.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi who was slightly dazed behind him, and put his arms around her shoulders: "If you don't want to stay here, let's go first."

"But, Xi Wei..."

Zhao Lingxi glanced at Ye Qianwei's direction, she was still surrounded by a group of rich ladies, with a sweet smile on her face, she seemed to be able to handle their problems with ease.

Cheng Huaiqing also followed Zhao Lingxi's gaze to look at Ye Qianwei, a look of doubt flashed in his eyes, he looked back at Zhao Lingxi, and asked, "I've been talking for a long time, but you haven't told me what kind of gift you prepared for my father?" Woolen cloth"?
Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing's serious expression in front of him, his eyes flickered, and his red lips parted slightly: "Would you believe me if I said that I knitted a pair of gloves and a scarf myself?"
"Gloves? Scarf?" Cheng Huaiqing listened to Zhao Lingxi's words, his eyes flickered slightly, and when he looked at Zhao Lingxi again, his eyes were eager: "It seems that our old man is not lucky enough to enjoy the scarves and gloves you knitted for him up".

Zhao Lingxi seemed to be a little excited when he heard Cheng Huaiqing's words, and looked at him suspiciously.

Cheng Huaiqing saw the doubt in Zhao Lingxi's eyes, a deep smile flashed across his handsome face, he pulled Zhao Lingxi to him with his big hands, circled him gently, and said seriously: "You haven't even knitted for me yet. Scarves and gloves, why should other men knit them first?"
Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's words, Zhao Lingxi couldn't help but twitched violently a few times, turned his head to look at Cheng Huaiqing's burning eyes, this man was jealous.

Shaking his head, he wanted to get out of Cheng Huaiqing's arms: "As the third young master of the Cheng family, you don't have to accompany the guests"?
"It's good that I stay here with you." Zhao Lingxi's struggle did not make Cheng Huaiqing let go, his handsome face came to Zhao Lingxi's ear, and said: "Since our old man does not have the blessing to use the scarf and gloves you woven, then It’s better to leave this blessing to myself.”

After finishing speaking, he left a kiss on Zhao Lingxi's left cheek.

With a sound of "Bo", the kiss was very loud, and Zhao Lingxi's small face, which was as big as a slap, instantly turned red, matching the clothes on her body.

He looked around in panic and saw that no one was paying attention to them, so he looked at Cheng Huaiqing's face full of triumphant smiles, and spat: "Rogue".

Cheng Huaiqing listened to Zhao Lingxi's words, instead of being angry, he smiled, and wrapped his big hands around Zhao Lingxi's waist even more forcefully, and said softly, "I want to play a hooligan right now, what should I do?"
"..."

Ye Qianwei, who was surrounded by those ladies, had been secretly observing the situation on Zhao Lingxi's side, seeing that Zhao Lingxi and Cheng Huaiqing did not hold back even if they were in the Cheng family's old house.

She scolded a "fox spirit" in her heart, but she smiled even brighter when facing the ladies surrounding her.

Such an occasion is really not suitable for Zhao Lingxi. After sitting for a long time, she became a little sleepy. Fortunately, Cheng Huaiqing accompanied her the whole time, so that she would not be too bored.

At 10:30, Mr. Cheng's birthday party was finally over.

Zhao Lingxi stretched a lot in the corner, and Cheng Huaiqing pulled her up from the stool, turned her body slightly, and teased Cheng Huaiqing with a smile: "The lifestyle of your rich people is really not like that of us poor children. They can afford it."

Cheng Huaiqing listened to Zhao Lingxi's jokes, smiled and patted her head, looked at the people who came up to Mr. Cheng to greet each other, and rubbed her shoulders.

Those daughters were openly flattering Ye Qianwei, and secretly sarcastically dealt with it for a long time, but they didn't get any benefits from her, and they couldn't help but walked towards their parents in frustration.

"Hello, Ms. Ye, can I say a few words to you?" When all the young ladies dispersed, a slender figure walked to Ye Qianwei's side.