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

Zhao Lingxi opened her eyes suddenly, the lotus-shaped chandelier above her head was emitting warm yellow light, her eyes were blurred, "I will hate you..."

A tear fell on Cheng Huaiqing's body. Cheng Huaiqing, who was busy planting strawberries on Zhao Lingxi's body, raised his head and just saw Zhao Lingxi's eyes were clouded with tears. Zhao Lingxi like this made him feel soft. He propped up his arms and moved away from Zhao Lingxi's body for a while. distance.

Zhao Lingxi's desperate eyes met his black eyes, sighed slightly, and kissed the tears on Zhao Lingxi's face, "Why are you crying?"

Seeing Zhao Lingxi turn his head, he suddenly sighed, and repeated the question again, "Is that why you want to escape from me?"

Without getting an answer, Cheng Huaiqing propped himself up helplessly, wrapped the towel around his body again, stood up, looked at Zhao Lingxi thoughtfully, turned and left.

Cheng Huaiqing's back gradually drifted away in Zhao Lingxi's eyes, until it was completely blocked by the door of the room, Zhao Lingxi struggled to get up, as if fleeing, and ran to the bathroom in a panic.

Does she hate me that much?In the room, Cheng Huaiqing looked at the closed door of the bathroom, a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

After closing the bathroom door, Zhao Lingxi took off the only two pieces of underwear left on her body, walked into the glass shower beside her barefoot, turned on the warm water, and let the water flow against her delicate skin.

She picked up the bath towel at the side, and rubbed vigorously on the place Cheng Huaiqing had kissed, as if to wipe away all his breath.

Cheng Huaiqing's rage just now filled his mind.

She doesn't hate Cheng Huaiqing, but what are they like?A self-deprecating smile curled up on the corner of her mouth, and the strength in her hands remained undiminished, until the place where he just kissed was flushed, and she didn't stop.

Getting out of the bathroom, she quickly rushed into her room, closed the door, locked it, and completed a series of movements deftly with her hands and feet before she finally calmed down, leaning on the bed and panting heavily.

Curled up on the bed, eyes closed tightly, thinking about sleep, sleep over and over again in my heart, but the scene just now is still lingering in my mind.

No matter how long the night is, the dawn will eventually come.

After a sleepless night, Zhao Lingxi's eye bags perfectly replaced her big bright eyes and became the most eye-catching part of her face.

Zhao Lingxi rubbed her dry eyes, struggled to get up, put on a black shirt, tied a silk scarf around the collar, looked at herself in the mirror who couldn't see the hickey at all, and then went out.

Make breakfast, pack your bags, and act as if nothing ever happened.

When Cheng Huaiqing came back from his run, he saw Zhao Lingxi's cold face, setting out breakfast deftly. Although she put on a little makeup, it still couldn't cover the dark circles under her eyes that steal the spotlight.

"Zhao Lingxi." Cheng Huaiqing called out.

"Yes, Mr. Cheng, what are your orders?" Zhao Lingxi walked to the opposite side of the dining table and said respectfully, with a sense of alienation in his tone.

"Huh?" Cheng Huaiqing narrowed his eyes, his neckline was tightly tied, his eyes darkened, "Let's eat."

"Okay." The answer was still more than respectful and full of alienation.

The rare and peaceful breakfast was tasteless for both of them. It wasn't until the arrival of Song Yuwen that the abnormal tranquility in the house was broken.

As soon as Song Yuwen entered the door, she saw the half-drunk milk cup and the plate with half a piece of bread on the opposite side of Cheng Huaiqing.

This is my place!Song Yuwen held the handbag tightly to keep her emotions from leaking out.

"Huaiqing, there is no announcement today, but we need to go back to the company." In just a moment, Song Yuwen collected her mood, walked in front of Cheng Huaiqing, and reported today's itinerary.

"En." Cheng Huaiqing nodded, and glanced at Zhao Lingxi who was packing up the tableware, "Get ready."

"Okay." Zhao Lingxi walked to the kitchen with the tray without raising her head.

Song Yuwen was keenly aware of the subtle differences between the two, and when she thought of Zhao Lingxi's tightly wrapped neck when she entered the door, her pupils shrank suddenly, and a bad premonition emerged in her heart.

With eyes always on Zhao Lingxi walked down the stairs unhurriedly with her luggage, Song Yuwen said leisurely: "Assistant Zhao, please hurry up, time will not wait for you to dawdle. We, Huaiqing, are still in a hurry Woolen cloth!"

"Yes, yes." Zhao Lingxi still had a calm tone, carrying the luggage in both hands, and quickly came down from the stairs.

"Why are you pretending to be weak?" Song Yuwen looked at the beads of sweat oozing from Zhao Lingxi's forehead, and rolled her eyes in an inelegant manner, "I thought Huaiqing abused you and didn't give you food?"

She pronounced the words "Our Huaiqing" loudly, declaring her sovereignty.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Lingxi wiped the sweat off her head, picked up the luggage and continued to walk out. The luggage was very heavy, and her body leaned forward slightly.

Regarding this, Cheng Huaiqing just glanced at Zhao Lingxi's back lightly, took a sip of the milk at hand, "Let's go."

"Okay." Seeing that Cheng Huaiqing didn't help Zhao Lingxi today, Song Yuwen's eyes flashed a smug smile, and her face still had a professional smile on her face, "Huaiqing, last night, that screenwriter called me again, look..."

"Well, you can deal with it according to your needs." Cheng Huaiqing took big strides and walked out with a blank expression on his face.

The car was driving smoothly on the road, and the atmosphere inside the car was so gloomy that mushrooms were about to grow.

After about 20 minutes, the car stopped at the entrance of the "New Concept" building at noon.

"Huaiqing, Mr. Chen asked you to go up." Yuan Yiyang had been waiting at the door of the building. When he saw Cheng Huaiqing, he twisted his slender water snake waist and trotted to Cheng Huaiqing.

"En." Cheng Huaiqing nodded indifferently, and walked into the "New Concept" building without even looking at Zhao Lingxi.

Zhao Lingxi was carrying her luggage and stood beside the car awkwardly, neither entering nor retreating.

"Hey, why doesn't Assistant Zhao go in?" Song Yuwen looked at Zhao Lingxi arrogantly, with a sneer on her face.

"I'm sorry, I don't know where to go." Zhao Lingxi deliberately ignored Song Yuwen's yin and yang, and said respectfully. She thought that as long as she lowered her posture, Song Yuwen would not deliberately make things difficult for her in order to maintain Cheng Huaiqing's image.

However, she overestimated the IQ of a woman who was blinded by jealousy.

"Yo, you really know how to pretend." Song Yuwen sneered, and walked up to Zhao Lingxi enchantingly, "I've already climbed onto Huaiqing's bed, why don't you pretend to be a pure white lotus here?"

"What did you say?" Zhao Lingxi's face paled, and she glared at Song Yuwen fiercely.

"Yo, what are you doing? Turned into anger?" Song Yuwen looked at Zhao Lingxi disdainfully, "Do you think this is a shameful thing now? Huaiqing didn't say it was shameful!" Song Yuwen said through gritted teeth.

Hearing the sound of gasping around, Zhao Lingxi suddenly felt bad, and hurriedly retorted, "Stop spitting blood here!"

"Really?" After a sneer, Song Yuwen unexpectedly pulled away Zhao Lingxi's tightly covered neckline, "You shameless bitch, you actually seduced us Huaiqing!"

The silk scarf around Zhao Lingxi's neck fell to the ground, and under the open collar, she tried her best to cover it up, densely packed with hickey marks on the slender collarbones on both shoulders.

Everyone took a deep breath and was stunned for five seconds.

"How shameless, you dare to seduce Huaiqing when you grow up like this! You don't even look in the mirror yourself!"

"Hey, don't talk about it, even though this person doesn't look very good, didn't he still successfully seduce Cheng Huaiqing?"

"At first glance, she has a vicious look on her face. She has the nerve to come to the company, and she is not afraid of dirtying the company and causing trouble for cleaning!"

"..."

All kinds of unbearable words, following the wind, drifted into Zhao Lingxi's ears one by one, some were jealous, some were resentful, some were scolding...

But no voice spoke for her.

The luggage bag in his hand fell to the ground and made a "boom", but the sound was quickly drowned out by everyone's discussion.

Zhao Lingxi caressed the hickey on her collarbone with her right hand, watching Song Yuwen twist her body arrogantly and walked to the "New Concept" building through tears.

Her ears were filled with words such as "vixen" and "shameless".

Looking up at the towering building, Zhao Lingxi wiped the tears from his eyes, picked up the luggage bag on the ground, straightened his back, and walked into the building.

"Hey, I said you have to be shameless, and dare to go to the company. Are you afraid that your sisters will tear you up?" A woman in a black tights and a big wine-red wave stopped Zhao Lingxi's way, and said with disgust Said.

"Get out of the way!" Zhao Lingxi gave the woman in front of her a cold look, "I am Cheng Huaiqing's personal assistant, what right do you have to stop me?" After all, without even looking at the woman, follow the route Song Yuwen took just now, Walk towards the building.

……

"Okay, Huaiqing, your assistant is really extraordinary." On the top floor, Mr. Chen sat opposite Cheng Huaiqing, glanced at the situation on the monitor, and looked at Cheng Huaiqing with a smile, "I heard that yesterday he stole the show. .”

"The rabbit bites even when it's in a hurry." Cheng Huaiqing looked at the old fox opposite, and said unhurriedly, but his clenched fist betrayed his current mood.

"Oh? Really?" Mr. Chen took a sip of tea, "I don't think your assistant is a rabbit."

"Just a little stray cat."

"Really?" A tease flashed in Mr. Chen's eyes, "I think your little wild cat is not simple."

"It's just a little assistant, why is Mr. Chen so interested?" Cheng Huaiqing glanced at Zhao Lingxi on the monitor screen, except for her deliberately straight back, there seemed to be nothing special about her.

"I heard that Director Qian wanted to poach people, did you agree?" Mr. Chen saw that the time was almost here, so he proposed his purpose.

"Mr. Chen's news is quite well-informed," Cheng Huaiqing had a formulaic smile on his face, but his voice was somewhat cold, "However, I, Cheng Huaiqing, can't afford a little assistant."

"Look, I really care about you." Mr. Chen personally filled Cheng Huaiqing's glass with water, "By the way, you can bring her over to the company's reception tomorrow night."

"Yes." Cheng Huaiqing picked up the tea on the table, "The tea is not bad."

Seeing that Cheng Huaiqing deliberately didn't want to talk about this topic, Mr. Chen stopped being entangled, and discussed with him about the company's new variety show.

"Zhao Lingxi," Cheng Huaiqing threw his jacket on the sofa when he returned to the apartment at night, and called Zhao Lingxi bitterly.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Lingxi was cooking fish soup in the kitchen, and when he heard Cheng Huaiqing's cry, he wiped his hands with his apron and walked over quickly.

He should know what happened at the gate of the company today, right?