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

During the day, Zhao Lingxi didn't go to the company because she didn't receive a notice, so she had to stay in the old house and write some scripts.

The whole day passed very peacefully. Early in the morning, Cheng's mother painted exquisite makeup and went out with her bag.

Although Cheng Huaiying stayed at home all the time, he hadn't seen her all day except for seeing her during lunch.

And she seemed to have completely forgotten her own existence, and she rarely came down from upstairs this day, let alone trouble Zhao Lingxi.

Staying in the Cheng family's old house, this was the first day she spent without anyone picking on her, and Zhao Lingxi somehow felt a little out of place.

When it was about five o'clock, the alarm clock that Zhao Lingxi had set on his phone suddenly rang.

Looking up, the window of the study is facing the western hill.

Through the window, the sun like an orange disc was hanging obliquely on the top of the mountain, and a bit of cool afterglow fell towards Zhao Lingxi's direction.

Zhao Lingxi turned off the alarm clock on the phone, and stretched lazily towards the window.

She looked at the time on her phone again. Although she didn't know why Cheng Huaiqing wanted to take her out for dinner, why did she send her a message, but she thought that since he asked her to do so, she would do it.

Once again, I carefully checked what I had written on the computer, and then hid the completed files, then turned off the computer, picked up the phone and walked out of the study.

When she went out, she still didn't see Cheng Huaiying.

Normally at this time, if she is at home, she should be in the backyard, but today she seems to have never left her room all day, and Zhao Lingxi couldn't help but feel doubts flashing in her heart.

However, she didn't care too much about Cheng Huaiying's matter.

While reaching out to rub his temples, he walked towards his and Cheng Huaiqing's room.

After working on the computer for almost a day, Zhao Lingxi only felt that his joints seemed to be rusted when he got up now.

I moved around in the room for a while, took a simple bath, and changed my clothes.

Seeing the words "36:[-]" displayed on the phone, she packed her handbag and went downstairs.

When she went down, the sun had already set more than half of the mountain, and the sky was getting darker.

Sister Xiao was busy cooking in the kitchen, but she looked around the room, but still did not see Cheng Huaiying.

After saying hello to Sister Xiao, she walked out.

Zhao Lingxi received a message from Cheng Huaiqing to make an appointment at the Rose Restaurant not far from the company, the text message was very vague.

Cheng Huaiqing didn't explain why she wanted to find Zhao Lingxi, but she still couldn't help but feel a little uneasy on the road.

For some reason, she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

I had no choice but to rush to Rose Restaurant according to the address Cheng Huaiqing sent her.

The atmosphere of Rose Restaurant is very good, and today is a working day, so naturally the traffic flow will be less than on weekends.

Zhao Lingxi looked around at the surrounding environment, and the doubts in his heart were magnified again. Although it looked very good here, but based on Zhao Lingxi's understanding of Cheng Huaiqing, this was not his style.

A group of men in black sitting in the restaurant were chewing peanuts roughly, which seemed out of place with the high-end atmosphere.

Although they sit in the innermost position very low-key, looking at their appearance still makes people shudder.

The leading man with the scar picked up the teapot in front of him and poured himself a full cup of green tea.

Right now a person came in from outside the door, and one could tell by his clothes that he was with them, so he sat down and drank a cup of tea.

Soon, the tea in a glass cup bottomed out, so he put down the cup heavily, looked at the man with the scar and said:

"Brother, I have arranged everything that the superiors told me, and I will ensure that no one notices."

As he said that, he made a gesture of wiping his neck at the man with the scar.

The scarred man put the cup on the table with a "knock", stretched out his hand and slapped the man's head hard, and said in a low voice, "You idiot, we are just kidnapping tickets."

As he said that, he glanced around and lowered his voice again: "Don't just do that action in the future? It looks like you are stupid."

The other people on the side watched the man who just came in being reprimanded by the scar man, and they all covered their mouths and laughed.When they met the knife-like eyes thrown by the man with the scar, they stopped smiling.

Hearing what the man with the scar said, the man rubbed his head a little honestly, and said with a smile: "Brother said yes."

Saying that, looking at the icy gaze of the man with the scar on him, he half-bent his right hand and put it on his mouth, and said softly:

"Brother, don't worry, the brothers outside have already sharpened their swords, and now they are waiting for that woman to appear."

The man with the scar looked at the man, with a look of vigilance that had finally come down, and reached out to pat him on the shoulder again, with a satisfied smile on his face:

"Okay, very good, everything is ready now, only the east wind is owed"!
"Yeah." Hearing the compliment from the man with the scar, the man had a smug expression on his face, patted his chest, and said:
"Brother, you can rest assured that I'm in charge of business. I guarantee that after that woman appears, it will be like catching a turtle in a urn immediately, and I guarantee that she won't escape."

The man spoke very proudly, using the idioms he just learned a few days ago, and began to chew on the words.

Seeing the man's appearance, a man on the side had a smirk on his face, and deliberately imitated his way of speaking and said, "Brother, don't worry, with our brothers here, we will succeed immediately."

The man with the scar threw another eye knife at the man beside him, and said in a cold voice: "The matter hasn't come to fruition yet, so I'm talking so early, I'm not afraid to flash my tongue."

After finishing speaking, he picked up a peanut on the plate, casually threw it into his mouth, chewed it a few times, and then returned his eyes to the man who just came in.

The man with the scar looked at the man with a smug look on his face, and gave him a warning look again. After watching the man calm down, he turned his eyes to the teapot in his hand again.

The cup in front of him had just been emptied, and the younger brother at the side hurriedly filled his teacup with water.

Picking up a glass full of water, the tip of the best hair is floating up and down on the transparent glass. Through the glass, you can also see the faint hair peak on the hair sword. The man with the scar is thoughtful.

This is the biggest deal that a group of brothers have taken over since their debut, and the mission is not very dangerous, and the rewards are generous. Those who are in the underworld rarely receive such missions. They are really lucky today.

The "superior" that person mentioned just now actually refers to Cheng Huaixu. Cheng Huaixu is suspicious by nature. It is not surprising that he secretly cultivates a group of people who work for him, but who are they waiting for?

Until Zhao Lingxi pushed the door and came in, the group of people stopped talking, staring at Zhao Lingxi who came in seemingly unintentionally.It was just because Zhao Lingxi walked straight to the most conspicuous position in the restaurant.

Zhao Lingxi looked down at the mobile phone in his hand, stood in the restaurant and looked around to find the location mentioned in Cheng Huaiqing's text message. It's not time for meal yet, and there are several tables of diners sitting in twos and threes in the restaurant.

Zhao Lingxi looked around in the restaurant. Although she felt a little strange in her heart, she didn't look in and sat down at this seat.

Cheng Huaiqing didn't come, Zhao Lingxi looked at his watch, it was almost the appointed time, Cheng Huaiqing was not someone who would be late.

Zhao Lingxi still couldn't see Cheng Huaiqing's figure, and Zhao Lingxi thought that her birthday seemed to be coming soon, could Huaiqing want to give herself a surprise?

It's not that this kind of thing has never happened before. Zhao Lingxi had actually discovered these little thoughts a long time ago, but she didn't tell Cheng Huaiqing that she always hoped that her life could start to end in such a romantic and warm way.

However, what made Zhao Lingxi feel very strange was that Cheng Huaiqing was always a punctual person, he would never be late for an appointment, but he still didn't arrive today.

Moreover, this restaurant does not seem like a place where he would meet him.

With doubts in his heart, Zhao Lingxi turned on the phone.

He glanced at the time displayed on the phone again, and wanted to call Cheng Huaiqing.

Regardless, just after pressing all the numbers, she felt a little regretful in her heart, and hung up the phone quickly.

She had been with Cheng Huaiqing for so long, and this was the first time he was not punctual and failed to show up in time. If he questioned him just because of such a trivial matter, he would inevitably be unhappy.

Thinking of this, Zhao Lingxi simply sat down and played with his mobile phone.

"Brother, is that her?"
A man looked at the "special" seat where Zhao Lingxi entered and sat down, his eyes flickered, and he turned to look at the man with the scar beside him.

The group of people didn't take their eyes off Zhao Lingxi, and the scarred man took out a photo, in which was a woman.

But it wasn't Zhao Lingxi, but Ye Qianwei, the daughter of the Ye Group who had just returned to China. The orders from above were correct, but who was sitting in that position?

The two-way X-ray of the man with the scar was mediocre. He scanned Zhao Lingxi's body several times, but he was still a little puzzled.

Is it a coincidence?
Before that woman came.Another customer happened to be sitting in this position, but she didn't have the consciousness to order food.

Zhao Lingxi turned his back to them and faced the door. People walked past the door in twos and threes, but there was no Cheng Huaiqing.

Is there something temporary?
Seeing the people coming in one after another in the restaurant, Zhao Lingxi frowned slightly, her eyes were still fixed on the direction of the door without blinking.

Regarding her thoughts, she suddenly shook her head again.