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

"Don't worry, I will be your assistant well. I won't leave until the 30 I owe you is paid off." Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing with a livid face, and said unhurriedly.

"30, 30!" Cheng Huaiqing read this number at the corner of his mouth, and slammed his fist heavily on the wall, causing the dust on the wall to wash away, "Is there nothing else between us except money?"

Zhao Lingxi glanced at Cheng Huaiqing's fist, looking at the bloodshot above, a flash of distress flashed in his eyes.

In just a split second, she suppressed the distress, and her tone returned to the previous respect. "Mr. Cheng, your hand is bleeding."

"Let me ask you, is there anything between us other than money?" Cheng Huaiqing didn't even look at the injured hand, he emphasized his tone, and repeated the question just now.

He hated her calling him "Mr. Cheng".

"Then, Mr. Cheng thinks, do we still need to have a relationship?" Zhao Lingxi spoke coldly, but her heart throbbed in pain.

He already has a girlfriend, so what else can they have?
"It doesn't matter, does it?" Cheng Huaiqing looked like a mad lion, with an angry light flashing in his eyes, "Then let's have a relationship now!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of Zhao Lingxi's reaction, he directly sealed Zhao Lingxi's lips.

"You!" Zhao Lingxi struggled, but before she could refute, Cheng Huaiqing blocked her words the moment she opened her mouth, leaving only a low sob.

He plundered the air in her sky tirelessly.

"Hmm..." A shameful voice spilled out of her mouth unconsciously, Zhao Lingxi blushed, swallowed the second half of the voice hastily, opened her eyes wide and stared at Cheng Huaiqing in an instant, beating his chest with her small hands.

"You woman, what exactly do you want?" Cheng Huaiqing leaned over and pinned her restless fist-waving little hand above her head, staring at her deeply.

"Nothing thinks that I'm plotting something?" Zhao Lingxi was crying, panting heavily, "I, I just want to pay back your money and take my mother away..."

"Leave?" Cheng Huaiqing did not wait for Zhao Lingxi to finish speaking, and accurately grasped these two keywords. A black storm blew up in his brown eyes, and he almost roared, "Do you really want to escape from me that much?"

get away?So he always thought so, right?It was five years ago, and it still is.

Opening her mouth, she wanted to explain the truth, but what if she said it now?Will he believe it?
Where does she stand?His lips moved, and a self-deprecating smile curled up at the corner of his mouth.

"What are you laughing at? Do you think it's funny to play with me in the palm of your hand?"

Zhao Lingxi pulled her lips, not knowing how to speak, this Cheng Huaiqing was no longer the boy she knew.

She finally chose to lower her head, not to face his fury.

How could Cheng Huaiqing tolerate Zhao Lingxi's avoidance, his eyes darkened, "What? Are you speechless?" He unbuttoned Zhao Lingxi's shirt with his left hand, "If you don't want to talk, then do it."

Do?Zhao Lingxi couldn't believe it, and even forgot his big hands that made trouble, and suddenly raised his head, his eyes met his, and time was suspended from this moment of staring.

For five years, every day in the past, his shadow appeared in her mind. Day and night, all she missed was his face, but she didn't think that after five years, it would be such a scene when she met again.

Zhao Lingxi took a step back subconsciously, his heels touched the cold wall, his eyes were pleading, "Huaiqing, we can't do this."

"No, what?" Zhao Lingxi's disappointed eyes met Cheng Huaiqing's, and his heart ached slightly. With an uncontrollable force with his big hand, the buttons on Zhao Lingxi's shirt were scattered all over the floor.

Under the light, the scattered crystal buckles reflect a colorful light.

"No, no..." His body suddenly became cold, his arms were tied to the wall, unable to struggle, Zhao Lingxi could only twist his body, tears fell drop by drop, like crystal buttons lying on the ground, Shining brightly.

A teardrop fell on Cheng Huaiqing's raging big hand, his eyes darkened, and he forced himself to suppress the pain in his heart, what a hypocritical woman actually put on a pitiful show in front of him.

Holding Zhao Lingxi's chin with a big hand, "With your pitiful appearance, how many men have you confused?"

"Could it be that I disgust you so much?" He watched her body twitch suddenly, but bit her lip, her stubborn appearance without making a sound, and her eyes were dark and unclear.

"No, it's not like that." Zhao Lingxi twisted her body to avoid his touch, "Things are not what you think."

"What do I think?" Cheng Huaiqing didn't even raise his head.

Seeing that Zhao Lingxi didn't answer, he suddenly took another bite on Zhao Lingxi's smooth skin, "What I thought was that you disliked the poor and loved the rich, and left me alone in the hospital? Or did you step on the ground and climb up? Director Qian?"

"I haven't." Zhao Lingxi kept shaking her head with tears in her eyes.How should she explain it so that he would believe it?
"No?" Cheng Huaiqing raised his head, a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, "Then why did you come back to me? And why did you reject me?" After finishing speaking, Zhao Lingxi was not given a chance to explain.

"Hmm..." Zhao Lingxi bit Cheng Huaiqing's thin lips fiercely, and taking advantage of the gap between his lips, he shouted hoarsely: "Cheng Huaiqing, where are you going to put me like this?"

"Huh! Where will you be?" Cheng Huaiqing licked the bloody smell in his mouth, as if he heard a joke, he laughed coldly, "Then where will your actions leave me? "

Seeing the hopelessness of struggling, Zhao Lingxi closed his eyes, and the tears fell like a flood that had opened the gates. After rinsing, he rinsed and said, "So, where is Song Yuwen?"

When Cheng Huaiqing heard the word "Song Yuwen", his movements froze.

Zhao Lingxi's crackling tears fell on his body, and the white shirt on his chest was smudged in a large area.

Cheng Huaiqing held her small face in both hands, and his anger calmed down a little. Zhao Lingxi like this made him unable to do anything.

He gently kissed the tears on her eyelashes, his voice was hoarse, "Am I really that disgusting to you?"

"No, no." Zhao Lingxi cried out of breath and shook her head wildly, "I know, I'm not good enough for you, I won't have delusions."

"Not worthy?" Cheng Huaiqing chewed these three words lightly, and patted Zhao Lingxi's back with his big hands, all interest disappeared without a trace, "Forget it, go to sleep."

After finishing speaking, he let go of the hands that were fettering Zhao Lingxi, turned around and got into the bathroom.

Without Cheng Huaiqing's support, Zhao Lingxi fell to the ground.

In the bathroom, the sound of water was splashing, covering up all the sounds. Cheng Huaiqing rushed into the shower restlessly, his ears filled with Zhao Lingxi's "not worthy" just now.

When he came out, Zhao Lingxi was still slumped on the ground. Does she like to pretend to be pitiful so much?Trying to suppress the feeling of pity in my heart, my voice returned to its usual coldness, "You still don't go wash it, are you waiting for me to wash it for you?"

"Oh." Hearing this, Zhao Lingxi was clever, with a little life in his gray eyes.He tightened his shirt tightly with both hands, and hurriedly ran to the bathroom.

Cheng Huaiqing like this is terrifying.

When she came out, there was no one in the empty apartment, so she wrapped herself in a bath towel, and walked softly to her room like a thief, for fear of disturbing the man next door.

As soon as she got back to the room and locked the door tightly, she moved the bedside table and put it behind the door as if she was still worried, and then she got on the bed with peace of mind.

After a "buzz", Cheng Huaiqing's singing sounded in the hall of the apartment, and Zhao Lingxi remembered that her handbag was still left in the hall.

After struggling to open the door, she leaned on the door and checked to make sure there was no movement next door, so she flew out, picked up the handbag on the ground, and quickly ran back to her room.

Naturally, Cheng Huaiqing also heard the voice in the hall, turned his head, looked at the figure flashing past on the frosted glass, put his head in his hands, and lay restlessly on the bed, his mind was full of Zhao Lingxi's resistance just now.

Does she hate herself that much?
A phone call was not connected, and Cheng Huaiqing's singing sounded again soon.

It's so late, who will call her?Cheng Huaiqing's eyes darkened, staring at the chandelier above his head in a daze.

The phone's caller ID showed an unfamiliar number, Zhao Lingxi hesitated, and swipe his finger on the screen.Song Yuwen's eccentric voice came from her ears, "Assistant Zhao, you're so arrogant, you won't even answer the phone."

"What's the matter?" Zhao Lingxi was really not in the mood to deal with Song Yuwen, and asked coldly.

"Hmph!" Song Yuwen's disdainful voice came from the other end of the phone, "Tomorrow at 06:30 pm, come and meet me at the restaurant in Versailles, I know you can find it."

It's Versailles again, Zhao Lingxi instinctively wanted to refuse.

"Assistant Zhao, I think you will come." Before she could refuse, Song Yuwen's leisurely voice came from the other end of the phone, "I remember that you are a filial daughter."

"You, what do you want to do?" Hearing the second part of Song Yuwen's words, Zhao Lingxi's heart trembled, and she did not doubt the authenticity of her words at all.

"I'll find out when you come." Song Yuwen on the other end of the phone heard Zhao Lingxi's panicked voice, and gently turned the key ring in her hand, with a satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, "If it was me, I would definitely not let it go." I don't care about my mother."

After finishing speaking, before Zhao Lingxi could answer, she hung up the phone with a "snap". She was sure that Zhao Lingxi would not stop coming.

"Beep, beep." Zhao Lingxi stared at the screen of the phone as it turned black little by little, and wiped away tears. Time did not allow her to be sad.

Her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about Song Yuwen's purpose in looking for her, and at the same time, thinking about the countermeasures.

Before she knew it, she fell into a dream, and when she opened her eyes again, the room was already bright.

After changing her clothes, she put on a slightly thicker outfit to cover her crying eyes before walking out.

Cheng Huaiqing had already started his morning jog, and the apartment didn't look any different, everything was like a dream she had, only the crystal buttons scattered on the ground reminded her that everything that happened last night really happened.

Zhao Lingxi squatted down, picked up the buttons on the ground, and a pair of big feet bumped into her eyes unexpectedly.