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

"Miss Zhao, your shoelaces are untied." The man blinked a pair of seductive peach blossom eyes, and under the faint street lamp, he was extremely charming with the wine in the wind.

"Huh?" Zhao Lingxi lowered her head reflexively, and glanced at the shoes on her feet. On her feet were the Fekkai limited editions given to her by Cheng Huaiqing, and the back buttons of the shoes were opened at some point.

Zhao Lingxi smiled helplessly, and squatted down. The complicated Roman straps were crossed on the insteps, and the buttons on the ankles were not easy to fasten. A few slender fingers struggled to twist the straps. Don't wear these shoes anymore.

Cheng Huaixu sighed, stepped forward and knelt down to help her with those messy straps.

The man accidentally touched the instep, Zhao Lingxi grabbed his wrist reflexively, "What are you doing?"

Cheng Huaixu raised his head, and stared at Zhao Lingxi unreservedly with his faint eyes, "Why, can you doubt whether I can take this opportunity to give you a knife?" Although he complained, he lowered his head again, as if he was extremely patient Fighting with Zhao Lingxi's shoelaces, "Don't worry, with Miss Zhao's worth, it's not enough for me to do it myself."

Zhao Lingxi didn't resist this time, but there was more thought in his eyes, "Mr. Cheng, we don't seem to know each other well? I wonder what Mr. Cheng wants from me?"

"Oh?" Cheng Huaixu finally helped Zhao Lingxi button up his shoes, and stood up gracefully, "Aren't we acquainted now? Then, can Miss Zhao do me a favor and have a drink together?"

"Tell me, what exactly do you want to do?" Zhao Lingxi instinctively felt the danger of this man, looked at him pretending to be calm, and looked forward to the arrival of the bus in his heart.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's movements, like a cat catching a mouse, with mockery in his eyes, he reached out and took out a photo from his bosom, and stuffed it into Zhao Lingxi's hand, "I don't think you don't want to know the truth. "

"The truth?" Zhao Lingxi lowered her head, all she saw in her eyes was the scene in the photo that took up three quarters of the fire, and she didn't even know that the bus she was waiting for passed by.

It took a long time before she found her voice, and said slowly, "What truth are you talking about?"

Cheng Huaixu ignored Zhao Lingxi's frightened expression at all, and still looked at her with a smile on his face, "What? Did Miss Zhao volunteer to come with me for a drink?"

Zhao Lingxi instinctively felt that he shouldn't go, but his legs were quicker than his brain, and he followed Cheng Huaixu uncontrollably.

"Miss Zhao, get in the car!" Cheng Huaixu watched Zhao Lingxi's movements with satisfaction, and pulled away the black Rolls-Royce driver for her. After she got in, he himself followed in the car.

"What do you want to say, say it now!" Zhao Lingxi tried her best to stabilize her emotions, and said in a cold voice.

"Why are you in a hurry, haven't you arrived yet?" Cheng Huaixu really leaned back, leaning leisurely on the car seat, a charming voice sounded in Zhao Lingxi's ear, "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Cheng Huaiqing's Second brother, Cheng Huaixu."

"I know."

Cheng Huaixu watched Zhao Lingxi's face change color with satisfaction, and closed his eyes slightly, "Miss Zhao, don't worry, surprises are all behind."

surprise?Zhao Lingxi twisted the ribbon on the handbag with her slender fingers, glanced at the dozing man beside her, and turned around, just in time to see herself in the rearview mirror, with a look of anxiety on her face.

The car stopped at the entrance of a restaurant in Versailles, and Cheng Huaixu opened the car door for Zhao Lingxi in a gentlemanly manner, as if he and Zhao Lingxi were really just out for a meal.

Walking to a seat by the window, Cheng Huaixu gracefully pulled out a chair for Zhao Lingxi, "Is this place still in line with Miss Zhao's taste?"

"En." Zhao Lingxi nodded indiscriminately, and looked at him with burning eyes, "Now you can always tell me, what is the truth?"

"Miss Zhao is really short-tempered." Cheng Huaixu sat unhurriedly across from Zhao Lingxi, called the waiter, ordered two steak sets and a bottle of chevalblanc from 1961, and then looked Zhao Lingxi squarely in the eye, "Good food Don't be afraid of being late, I believe the steak here will not disappoint Miss Zhao."

Waiting is the most anxious thing, Zhao Lingxi wringed her fingers, she believed that Cheng Huaixu called her out, it would never be as simple as eating a steak.

"Miss Zhao, is Cheng's face blooming?" Cheng Huaixu looked at Zhao Lingxi's burning eyes, touched his handsome face, and his eyes were full of playful smiles.

The waiter happened to bring up two steaks, which broke Zhao Lingxi's embarrassment.

"Taste it?" Cheng Huaixu put the cut steak in front of Zhao Lingxi, "Don't disappoint the chef's efforts."

Zhao Lingxi looked at the man in front of him suspiciously, picked up a small piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, "It tastes good."

"That's natural." Cheng Huaixu squinted his eyes, very satisfied with Zhao Lingxi's evaluation.

"I drank the wine and ate the steak, so Mr. Cheng should also tell me what the surprise he prepared for me today is?"

"Miss Zhao is really incomprehensible!" Cheng Huaixu swallowed a small piece of beef, shook his head, took out a kraft paper bag from his arms, and handed it to Zhao Lingxi, "I think there is enough stuff in it for Miss Zhao It's been a surprise for a while."

Zhao Lingxi's eyes moved from Cheng Huaixu's face to the cowhide bag in his hand, her slender fingers trembled slightly, and her intuition told her that the things inside were not simple.

Taking out the photos in the cowhide bag, Zhao Lingxi flipped through them one by one. From Cheng Huaiqing's appearance as an unruly young man, to the way the two of them cheered each other up, to the tragic situation of the two during the fire, there were scenes one after another. imprinted in her eyes.

Zhao Lingxi flipped through the photos in his hand, his pupils were constantly dilated, it seemed that the fire was not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Trying to stabilize his emotions, he raised his mouth slightly, "Mr. Cheng invited me, isn't it just to help me review the past time with Huai Qing?"

"Miss Zhao is indeed a smart person, but you can't be too greedy." Cheng Huaixu seemed to have expected Zhao Lingxi's reaction, and took out the same kraft paper bag from his arms again, holding it gently with two slender fingers, Shaking in front of Zhao Lingxi, "The answer you want to know is here."

"Conditions?" Zhao Lingxi was not stupid, but at this moment, she calmed down, crossed her arms with both hands, and said calmly.

"Okay, Ms. Zhao is refreshing." Cheng Huaiqing glanced at her appreciatively, "My request is very simple, I just hope that Ms. Zhao will keep silent about anything that happened after the fire." He said, and handed out the brown paper bag in his hand .

"Oh? That's why Mr. Cheng believes in me?" Zhao Lingxi took the paper bag, "Aren't you afraid that I will bite you back after I get the evidence?"

"Hehe, hehe." Cheng Huaixu seemed to have heard a funny joke, "Do you think I, Cheng, would be so stupid?" After finishing speaking, he added some wine to Zhao Lingxi's glass, "Miss Zhao forgot, right? My mother is still living in the ward."

"You!" Zhao Lingxi's fingers on those brown paper bags gradually tightened, "What do you want?"

"Didn't I just say it? This secret is only known to you and me, and it has been rotten in the stomachs of the two of us ever since." After speaking, he took a sip of the red wine in front of him. It didn't look like he was here to negotiate. of.

"Okay." Zhao Lingxi tore open the kraft paper bag in his hand, flipped through the photos in his hand one by one, his eyes were full of disbelief, it turned out that the truth back then was like this.

"How is it? Miss Zhao is surprised by this gift?" Cheng Huaixu picked up a piece of steak and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing gently, not surprised by Zhao Lingxi's reaction at all.

Zhao Lingxi's hands stretched out under the table, overlapping each other, pinching the tiger's mouth of her right hand vigorously from left to right, the severe soreness pulled her back to reality, she grabbed the photo on the table, and said thank you indiscriminately, He bowed his head and walked quickly towards the door.

Because of his unsteady footing, he bumped into Cheng Huaixu when he passed by him. Cheng Huaixu dodged exaggeratedly, his mouth widened and he said "Oh", his eyes were full of jokes.

Zhao Lingxi staggered a few steps from the bump, the high heels on her feet didn't seem to belong to her, but she didn't have time to react and then turned around to apologize. All the memories about the fire five years ago came flooding back, almost tearing her brain apart .

Trembling, Zhao Lingxi stopped a taxi, gave a place name casually, and kept urging the driver to drive faster, and faster.

Cheng Huaixu stared playfully at the direction where the car disappeared, humming an unknown tune leisurely, cut a small piece of beef for himself in a good mood, slowly put it into his mouth, squinted his eyes, and smiled A face full of satisfaction, as if tasting the most beautiful delicacy in the world.

As soon as Cheng Huaiqing returned to the apartment, the first thing he did was to run to Zhao Lingxi's room to see how she was doing.

As soon as he entered the door, his goal was the neatly folded quilt, and the cold breath in the room reminded him that Zhao Lingxi had been out for a while.

The airy room made him frown, as if Zhao Lingxi had left him again.

He just remembered that this morning Zhao Lingxi told him to go to the hospital to see her mother, glanced at the "starry sky" dress that Zhao Lingxi wore last night hanging on the hanger, and retreated calmly.

When Song Yuwen saw Cheng Huaiqing came back, the first thing she did was to run to Zhao Lingxi's room, her eyes darkened, but she quickly adjusted her expression, "Huaiqing, what's wrong?"

"It's okay." Cheng Huaiqing sat down on the sofa with a cold face, "What did you just say?"

"Oh." Song Yuwen opened the folder in her hand, found a piece of printing paper, and handed it to Cheng Huaiqing, "This is the new contract of "I am a star" that the company just signed with Huanyu Company, take a look .”

"Okay." Cheng Huaiqing took the contract and read it carefully, frowning slightly, it was already dark, why hasn't Zhao Lingxi come back yet?
"What's wrong? Is there any problem with this contract?" Song Yuwen sat beside Cheng Huaiqing, looked at his frowning, and thought it was something he was dissatisfied with the contract.

"No." Cheng Huaiqing quickly read the contract and handed it back to Song Yuwen, "Everything will be done according to the company's arrangement." When he said this, his eyes were fixed on the door.

Following his gaze, Song Yuwen could guess what he was thinking without having to think, her eyes darkened, she stood up, her slender body just blocked his gaze, "Huaiqing, since the official business is over, we will Shall we talk about private matters?"