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

"I'm sorry, miss, this patient was personally confessed by Mr. Cheng. He won't come to go through the discharge procedures, and no one else is allowed to pick him up." The nurse said apologetically.

"Mr. Cheng? Is it Cheng Huaixu or Cheng Huaixian?"

"Mr. Cheng Huaixian."

"Okay, got it, thank you." Zhao Lingxi swayed and took half a step back, with a sarcastic smile on his face.What a Cheng Huaixian, he is really hiding something.

When he walked out of the hospital gate, it was already past five in the afternoon, and the rays of the setting sun were shining brightly. Looking at the shimmering loss through the sunglasses, Zhao Lingxi suddenly felt that the world was so unreal.

Zhao Lingxi came to the restaurant in Versailles as promised, sipping coffee leisurely, when the cup of mocha was about to bottom out, Song Yuwen finally came proudly like a peacock with its tail spread.

"Assistant Zhao, are you here so early?" She smiled slightly, but her tone was full of disdain.

Zhao Lingxi glanced at Song Yuwen, who had arrived late, and drank the last bit of coffee in the cup in one gulp, "I think Manager Song didn't come here to greet me?"

Song Yuwen pulled the chair opposite Zhao Lingxi and sat down, still with a look of disdain on her face, "Assistant Zhao is a smart person, so I won't go around the corner." After speaking, she took out a check for 30 yuan from her handbag, and I took the photo in front of Zhao Lingxi, "I am Huaiqing's girlfriend, so you must leave him."

Is this the main house coming to tease the mistress?
Zhao Lingxi twitched the corner of her mouth without even looking at the check on the table, "Broker Song, I am Mr. Cheng's personal assistant, and it doesn't seem to be up to you whether to leave or not." Seeing Song Yuwen's even worse expression, She added, "Even if you are his girlfriend, you have no right to interfere with his employment decisions, right?"

Song Yuwen tightly held the coffee spoon in her hand with her fingers, and stared at Zhao Lingxi fiercely. She knew that this woman was a wolf in sheep's clothing, and she was so docile on the surface just to confuse Huai Qing.

"Don't think that I don't know why you want to be with our family Huaiqing, isn't it just for his money? Tell me, how much do you want? Just make an offer." Looking at Zhao Lingxi's tightened eyes, she He proudly raised his chin, "I can give you the money, but don't dirty our Huaiqing's body."

Heh, this woman has already said so much, what else can she say?

Holding the check on the table with two fingers, there was a trace of contempt in her eyes, "Then you think your Huaiqing is worth only 30 yuan?" She deliberately bit the word "your family" very seriously.

After finishing speaking, she stood up, leaned forward slightly, and slapped the check in front of Song Yuwen just like Song Yuwen just now, "Since Manager Song will invite me here, he must not refuse Do you know that I met Mr. Cheng Huaixu three days ago? As for what he told me, I think Manager Song should know too? Don’t think I don’t know what you’re drawing!"

Listening to Zhao Lingxi's words, Song Yuwen's complexion changed. She picked up the coffee in her hand and took a sip to hide the panic in her heart. After five years, this woman dared to come back. It really wasn't easy!
"Don't forget that your mother is still in our hands."

"Us?" Zhao Lingxi suppressed the panic in his heart, guarded his fragile self-esteem, looked down at Song Yuwen, and slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, "Street stalls are street stalls, even if they are matched with famous brands, they can't change the street stalls." the nature of the goods."

After finishing speaking, she gracefully sat back to her original place and picked up the cup in front of her, only to realize that she had already run out of coffee.

"You!" Song Yuwen still only thought of Zhao Lingxi as the little assistant who was commanded by her to run around, but she didn't want her to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger all the time, "Why are you willing to leave Huaiqing?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng has no plans to fire me yet." Zhao Lingxi tidied up her handbag and stood up, "Since you can threaten me aggressively, why don't you have the courage to take care of your boyfriend?"

"..."

"I think, since Manager Song is so rich, he shouldn't mind buying me a cup of coffee?" Walking behind Song Yuwen, Zhao Lingxi suddenly said leisurely, "Since Manager Song doesn't have the appetite to taste coffee with me The steak here, then I will go first, Mr. Cheng should still wait for me to make supper."

The sound of high-heeled shoes colliding with the wooden floor sounded in her ears, and Song Yuwen bitterly broke the coffee spoon with both hands, with a vicious gleam in her eyes.

It was only a few steps away from their position to the gate of the dining bar, Zhao Lingxi straightened her back, not letting the panic in her heart show.

It wasn't until she got in the taxi that Zhao Lingxi let out a long sigh of relief. After reporting the place name, she leaned her head on the back seat of the car, closed her eyes and adjusted her breath, and pulled a wry smile from the corner of her mouth. God knows what she just said. , How much courage it took.

The taxi driver looked at Zhao Lingxi's tired look, and turned on the radio, and the familiar melody rang in his ears.

"Master, do you also like Cheng Huaiqing's songs?" Zhao Lingxi opened his eyes, looked at the taxi driver who was about 40 years old, and asked suspiciously.

"This is something you young people like. I don't appreciate it." The taxi driver shook his head with a smile, and said with a strong Henan accent, "This is what my daughter bought. She likes it very much. What is it called? Cheng Huaiqing's singer."

"Oh." Zhao Lingxi nodded lightly, the phone rang at the right moment, and the ringtone of the phone and the music in the car formed a duet.

"Sure enough, you young people like him." The driver shook his head and turned off the radio.

"Hey, Mr. Cheng, didn't you give me a vacation today? Don't tell me I don't even have a little room for freedom, and I have to report to you wherever I go?" Zhao Lingxi was inexplicably annoyed when he heard Cheng Huaiqing's reprimand on the other end of the phone. After speaking, I hung up the phone.

"Little girl, have you had a fight with your boyfriend?" The driver looked at Zhao Lingxi who was frowning in the rearview mirror, and said with a smile, "Young man, it's okay to quarrel occasionally, but don't really hurt your temper. "

Ling Xi looked at the driver in front of him helplessly, and explained: "Master, you misunderstood, he is not my boyfriend, he is just the boss."

"Oh?"

The taxi driver raised his eyebrows in the rearview mirror, with a look on his face that I understand everything, you don't need to explain.

"..."

Zhao Lingxi sighed helplessly, so she had no choice but to ignore the rearview mirror, lean her head against the back of the chair, and continue to close her eyes and rest her mind.

After about ten minutes, the car finally stopped at the door of the apartment. The driver looked at the luxurious apartment in front of him, with a hint of envy in his eyes, "Miss, your home is really luxurious."

Zhao Lingxi smiled helplessly, wanted to explain something, but was afraid that the description would become darker, so she nodded lightly, paid the money, turned and left.

Behind the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor, Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi, who came back so late, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

"Meow." When Zhao Lingxi entered the door, Cheng Huaiqing was not seen, only the little wild cat called out to her.

Looking at the closed door of his room, he should be asleep, right?This is also good, save embarrassment.

After changing into the slippers, Zhao Lingxi took out a pack of cat food from the short table and poured it into the little wild cat's basin. Seeing the little wild cat gobbling it up, a softness flashed in her eyes, "You have gained weight recently. That's a lot!" She didn't even realize that her shawl-length hair was hanging down her cheeks.

When Cheng Huaiqing came down from upstairs, he happened to see such a scene. The warm yellow light hit Zhao Lingxi's body, revealing half of his face with indescribable beauty.

Unexpectedly, a familiar picture broke into his mind. In the picture, a little girl with a shawl and long hair put a ham sausage near the mouth of a white puppy, and looked at the dog on the ground with a satisfied expression. The puppy gobbled it up.

The two pictures gradually overlapped. Cheng Huaiqing glanced at Zhao Lingxi, whose temperament had changed a lot, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"Ahem." Two voices startled Zhao Lingxi, who was looking at the little wild cat with a satisfied face.

"Mr. Cheng, you haven't slept yet?" Zhao Lingxi raised her head, just in time to meet Cheng Huaiqing who was looking at her with burning eyes, and said awkwardly.

"Yeah." Cheng Huaiqing swallowed, and said somewhat unnaturally, "Your hair is beautiful!"

Beautiful hair?What's the meaning?Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing with wide, confused eyes.

Cheng Huaiqing walked up the stairs step by step in front of Zhao Lingxi, ran his slender fingers through Zhao Lingxi's hanging hair, picked up a strand and wrapped it around his fingers, and sniffed it close to his nose, "It's still the original smell."

Um?What is he doing?Tease her?
Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing speechlessly, shouldn't he be angry because he just hung up the phone?So what's going on now?

She took a half step back slightly, and her smooth hair naturally slipped down from Cheng Huaiqing's fingers. She just reprimanded his real girlfriend just now, and it's not good to be so close to him now, right?

Cheng Huaiqing looked at the empty fingers, and felt as if something was missing in his heart. Suddenly, when the fingers were empty, his brown eyes became deeper and deeper.

"What are you still doing in a daze? You are only focused on feeding the cat. Have you ever thought that your boss is still hungry?" He suddenly patted Zhao Lingxi's shoulder with his big hand, a faint smile curled up at the corner of his mouth, and his voice returned to his usual Qing Leng, "That wild cat won't give you wages."

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, I understand." Although Zhao Lingxi couldn't figure out what Cheng Huaiqing wanted to do, but his current behavior made her instinctively want to escape, she bent slightly and escaped from Cheng Huaiqing claws, walked towards the kitchen.

Now the only thought in Zhao Lingxi's mind is that this man is acting weird tonight!
Looking at Zhao Lingxi's intentionally straightened back, Cheng Huaiqing's mouth held a smug smile. This little wild cat really does not eat hard.

Turning his head to look at the little wild cat on the ground who was still fighting with the cat food in the basin, his eyes became softer.

After cooking a few home-cooked dishes and bringing them to the table, the two had a peaceful dinner. Cheng Huaiqing didn't do anything strange, but Zhao Lingxi was worried all night, even more nervous than when he was facing Song Yuwen.

She didn't put her heart back into her stomach until she finished washing, returned to her room, and secured the door three times.

However, early the next morning, a bigger "surprise" was waiting for her.