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

"Your hair is beautiful!" Cheng Huaiqing's words kept replaying in her mind.

Zhao Lingxi shook his head, throwing his words out of his mind.However, what quickly occupied her mind was Song Yuwen's various dislikes and entrapments towards her.

If she was Song Yuwen, she wouldn't be generous enough to be kind to a woman whose boyfriend cared about her, right?
The corner of Zhao Lingxi's mouth twitched into a wry smile.

Since he likes her hair so much, cut it off and start from scratch.

Parking the car on the side of the road, Zhao Lingxi walked into this hairdressing shop calmly, with a sense of righteousness and solemnity in his heart.

It was a chubby proprietress who came to greet her.

"Hey, is this sister going to do your hair?" While talking, he took Zhao Lingxi with his fleshy hands and sat down in front of the mirror, "Sister, you are so beautiful. Look at this shiny black hair, it's so nice."

The fat proprietress glanced at Zhao Lingxi, who was silent, and continued to praise: "You are right to come to us. I believe that after a while, you will be more beautiful after being taken care of by our hair stylist!"

The corners of Zhao Lingxi's mouth twitched, and he said, "Miss Boss, I just want to cut my hair short."

"Oh." The proprietress glanced at Zhao Lingxi who had a wry smile on her face, then looked at her professional suit, and rolled her eyes, "In my opinion, you just cut Sassoon to look mature and capable, and then dyed it in wine red. The color can not only enhance the style but also make the skin whiter."

"But, I still like black." Zhao Lingxi looked at the enthusiastic appearance of the proprietress, and couldn't bear to pour cold water on her, but she felt that she was incapable of accepting those colored hair.

"Well, I see." The proprietress heard Zhao Lingxi's refusal, and still said enthusiastically, "Then I will arrange someone for you, you have to believe that the hairstyle we do here will satisfy you!"

"Then thank you, lady boss." Zhao Lingxi looked at the lady boss who kept talking, with a smile on her face, she should come out more often.

Seeing "Shu Shu"'s hair falling to the ground, Cheng Huaiqing's words still echoed in Zhao Lingxi's mind, "Your hair is so beautiful!" There was an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

Close your eyes slightly, don't think about Cheng Huaiqing's eyes when looking at her long hair,
About an hour later, Zhao Lingxi closed his eyes and opened his eyes with the sound of "Okay" in his ears.

In the large mirror at the height of half a person in the hairdressing salon, a clean and neat woman appeared. The long hair she lost took away the last trace of girlishness from her body, and the short hair that reached her ears was just as the proprietress said, mature. Capable.

Satisfied, he nodded at the proprietress and paid.

By the time she walked out of the hairdresser, the sun was already in the west.

Driving the car, watching the sunset gradually set, and a group of birds by the embankment startled by pedestrians spread their wings to meet the sunset, Zhao Lingxi was suddenly in a good mood, humming a song while driving.

When she returned to the apartment, she didn't notice her state at all. She pressed the combination lock with a smile on her face, and the singing in her mouth floated into the house through the door of the apartment.

Cheng Huaiqing was sitting on the sofa, watching the last episode of "I Am a Star" leisurely, when Zhao Lingxi's singing sound came into his ears unexpectedly.

Hearing his own song sang from Zhao Lingxi's mouth, Cheng Huaiqing looked at the door with a smile on his face, waiting for that familiar figure.

The moment the door opened, Zhao Lingxi came in against the light, almost fascinated Cheng Huaiqing's eyes, and for a moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, and this woman cut her hair behind his back!

As soon as Zhao Lingxi entered the door, he clearly felt that the temperature in the room had dropped. He glanced at Cheng Huaiqing for some unknown reason, and lowered his head to change his slippers.

As soon as he changed into his slippers, Cheng Huaiqing pulled them over, without even being surprised, the whole person was imprisoned in Cheng Huaiqing's arms.

Zhao Lingxi raised her head, just in time to see Cheng Huaiqing's pointed chin, and asked aloud, "What's the matter, Mr. Cheng? He greeted me so warmly as soon as I walked in?"

"Who told you to cut your hair?" Cheng Huaiqing lowered his head, his black eyes met Zhao Lingxi's innocent eyes, and said bitterly.

"Of course I cut my hair if I wanted to." Zhao Lingxi found out that Cheng Huaiqing was angry because of this, and he didn't think it was funny. May I ask for instructions?"

"Okay, very good!" Cheng Huaiqing suddenly let go of Zhao Lingxi's hand, and said a little discouraged, "Go and pack your things, you have to go to a new crew tomorrow."

"Okay, Mr. Cheng." Zhao Lingxi stood up, tidied up the wrinkles on her body, and said respectfully, as if everything just had never happened.

"Yeah." Cheng Huaiqing nodded, turned around and went out to see if there was any new mail in the mailbox.

When his hand touched a kraft paper bag, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

The bag was bulging, and the sender's address and name were not left on it.

Full of doubts, he opened the kraft paper bag, and accidentally, the photos inside were scattered all over the place.

Cheng Huaiqing bent down, and the photo of Cheng Huaixu patiently tying Zhao Lingxi's shoe happened to hit his eyes. His eyes darkened, he squatted down, and continued to look at other photos on the ground.

The angle of the photographer is just right, Cheng Huaixu is tying Zhao Lingxi's shoelaces, opening the door, helping her out of the car, and gently cutting the steak for her... All the photos convey a message to Cheng Huaiqing: her second brother and Zhao Lingxi's relationship is extraordinary.

With a livid face, he put the photo into the kraft paper bag, and then went on to take out other things in the mailbox, a copy of "Entertainment Evening News" and a copy of "Entertainment Daily".

These things were originally given to him by those magazines. Usually, he just flipped through them in his free time and didn't read them carefully. But today, as soon as he got them in his hands, his eyes were attracted by a piece of news on the front page of "Entertainment Evening News". Lived: "Second Young Master of Cheng Group's Private Meeting Little Lover".

Accompanied by it is a large picture of Cheng Huaixu tying Zhao Lingxi's shoelaces.

With a dark face, Cheng Huaiqing pulled out the "Entertainment Daily", and the same photo was on the cover, but the photos in the "Daily" were carefully edited and retouched to make them look very beautiful.

Cheng Huaiqing resentfully threw the things in his hand onto the low table, all the good mood when Zhao Lingxi entered the door just now disappeared.

With arms crossed, sitting on the sofa with a black face, the whole body exuded air-conditioning, as if someone owed him 800 million.

When Zhao Lingxi came down from the stairs, he saw Cheng Huaiqing's expression, and the movement of going downstairs froze, instinctively feeling that Cheng Huaiqing was very dangerous now.

"What? What did you do to hide and dare not see me?" Before she could take a step, Cheng Huaiqing's cool voice hit her ears.

Sorry?As Zhao Lingxi went downstairs, she was thinking about all the things that had happened since she returned to China.

She doesn't seem to have done anything wrong, does she?
Seeing that Zhao Lingxi didn't answer, Cheng Huaiqing was even more sure that she was guilty. He strode forward, pulled Zhao Lingxi down from the last step, and pushed her against the wall.

Leaning against the cold wall with his back against an angry Cheng Huaiqing in front of him, Zhao Lingxi frowned slightly, and said impatiently in his voice, "Mr. Cheng, may I ask you to punish me like this? People are not your toys, you have no right to carry me around."

"You're going to tell me about the assistant's duties again, aren't you?" Cheng Huaiqing's eyes turned into a deep vortex, almost sucking Zhao Lingxi in, "Then, the assistant's duties don't include hooking up with the boss' brother?"

"Hook up?" Zhao Lingxi didn't know why, and stared into Cheng Huaiqing's eyes.

"What? Don't you dare to admit it if you dare to do it?" Cheng Huaiqing hated Zhao Lingxi's pretending to be innocent the most, "I think you won't cry when you see the coffin!" He said, holding Zhao Lingxi's collar, and directly She threw it on the sofa.

The sofa was covered with thick cushions, but, even so, when Zhao Lingxi's back hit the sofa, she still couldn't help frowning.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's pain, and his heart softened, but when his eyes glanced at the magazines on the table, all his softness was replaced by anger.

He grabbed the newspaper on the table and threw it on Zhao Lingxi's face, "Look for yourself, did I buy you those sandals just to let other men tie your shoes?"

Zhao Lingxi frowned, and just about to say something, when his eyes swept over the photo that took up a quarter of the newspaper, all words were blocked in his throat.

The image of Cheng Huaixu patiently tying her shoelaces that day came to mind, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth. It turned out that he had planned all this in advance, and she had done it without knowing it. Pieces on someone else's chessboard.

Thinking, since he dared to send the photo to Cheng Huaiqing, he should be ready for her to tell the truth, right?Or maybe, the truth in her hands is not entirely true?
There was a wry smile on the corner of her mouth. Now, even the only bargaining chip in her hand should be a dead game, not to mention that her mother is still in their hands.

There was a bit of desolation in Zhao Lingxi's wry smile, but Cheng Huaiqing, who was dazed by anger, didn't pay attention so much. With a cold face, he spit out two words that were colder than his face: "Explain"!
"Explanation?" The wry smile on Zhao Lingxi's face grew even bigger. Facing this mountain of "evidence", even she almost believed it, let alone an outsider?
Thinking of Song Yuwen's warning, Zhao Lingxi's heart sank, "I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, what the newspaper said is true, I am Mr. Cheng Huaixu's lover!"

She bit the word "lover" very hard, revealing the sorrow deep in her heart in the last utterance.

"Why?" Cheng Huaiqing raised his right hand high, but he couldn't bear to lower it after all. He shook Zhao Lingxi vigorously with his big hands, with bulging veins on the back of his hand.

"Because my mother owed usury, only Mr. Cheng Huaixu was willing to repay the money for me, and let my mother live in a high-end ward." Zhao Lingxi said mechanically, she did not dare to look at Cheng Huaiqing's disappointed eyes, "I have nothing to repay, I can only promise myself."

Cheng Huaiqing didn't hear the sadness in Zhao Lingxi's words. The words "promise with your body" triggered a butterfly effect in his ears, bombarding every nerve in him.

After a long time, he seemed to have recovered his voice, "Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I don't want to owe you!" Zhao Lingxi said these words in a cold voice, each word seemed to be pierced with a sharp ice knife, and her heart was dripping with blood.

"Don't want to owe me?" Cheng Huaiqing seemed to have heard the funniest joke in the world, couldn't help but raised his head and laughed out loud, but he ignored the tear in the corner of Zhao Lingxi's eye.

"Hahahaha..." Every laugh of Cheng Huaiqing was full of endless sadness, and soon, he lowered his head and straightened Zhao Lingxi's head, "I just want you to owe me, what should I do?"