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

A change of address caused Song Yuwen's heart to tremble violently again. She tried her best to maintain the expression just now, and said:

"Huaiqing, it's really been a long time since I saw you. Congratulations on winning this award. I couldn't bless you at the scene, so I have to make up for it like this."

After speaking, he glanced at Zhao Lingxi, and added:

"As for the many questions you asked, I don't think I can answer you anymore. Don't worry, Zhao Lingxi will tell you the truth you want one by one."

Cheng Huaiqing turned his head to look at Zhao Lingxi again: "What did you talk about, what is the truth, is it true..."

Cheng Huaiqing's words were stopped by Zhao Lingxi with his hands, "Stop talking, Huaiqing, you just need to remember that Song Yuwen's visit tonight is all out of good intentions, she blesses us and we must grow old together."

While speaking, Zhao Lingxi had already stood up from the chair and reached out to hold Cheng Huaiqing's big hand.

Cheng Huaiqing was confused by Zhao Lingxi's inexplicable words. He didn't know what Song Yuwen said to her, but since Zhao Lingxi said that, she must have a reason, so let's not speak.

Song Yuwen saw that Cheng Huaiqing listened to Zhao Lingxi so much, even though she said she wanted to let go, her heart still couldn't help bubbling with sourness, and she lowered her head.

In order to hide her embarrassment, she deliberately picked up the cup and took a sip, only to realize that the tea in the cup had just been drained.

Also being a woman, how could Zhao Lingxi not understand Song Yuwen's mood?
Leaving Cheng Huaiqing on the spot, he walked towards Song Yuwen by himself, and took her hand:

"Song Yuwen, let's shake hands and make peace, and there will be no debt to each other, but you don't have to care too much."

As she said that, seeing Song Yuwen raised her head and looked at her, she said again: "Trust me, kindness is always our original intention. Don't just because there are too many unobtainable things in this world. There will be something that is yours, so be kind."

Song Yuwen finally couldn't hold back the tears in her eyes, and they ran down her cheeks: "Zhao Lingxi, with your good words, I hope you can do the same and have a good life. Well, it's almost time, I should go too, and you should also Come back."

Song Yuwen sniffed hard, feeling that every step was so difficult. In fact, when Zhao Lingxi just said those words, her heart was shocked.

It seems that Zhao Lingxi still hasn't remembered the kidnapping of her before, but it's okay if he doesn't, this may be the best ending.

The distance from Cheng Huaiqing was getting closer and closer, but Song Yuwen's tears flowed disobediently. She still stood still in front of Cheng Huaiqing, and said softly:

"It's just Cheng Huaiqing, I really miss you, what should I do, if I don't, I have to. Zhao Lingxi doesn't mind if I give him a hug? Just give him a hug."

Although she was asking Zhao Lingxi, Song Yuwen had already gently leaned on Cheng Huaiqing's shoulder before Zhao Lingxi could agree.

Feeling the warmth in her arms that she had been coveting for a long time, but, unexpectedly, it was only in such an environment that she could hug her, and her tears fell down unconsciously.

A big teardrop fell on Cheng Huaiqing's shoulder, leaving a puddle of water on his black suit.

A moment later, Song Yuwen raised her head from Cheng Huaiqing's shoulder, wiped the tears off her face with her hand, and said, "I'll let you all see the joke. From now on, I will only live for myself."

After speaking, she also straightened her back.

Song Yuwen left the terrace before them, and no one knew where she was going, but Zhao Lingxi believed that she had chosen a path that was most suitable for her, and she should be getting better and better.

Seeing Song Yuwen's back gradually disappearing into the night, Zhao Lingxi walked to Cheng Huaiqing's side again.

Before she got close enough, Cheng Huaiqing wrapped his arms around her, and Zhao Lingxi's petite body fell into his embrace.

Taking a few deep breaths in Cheng Huaiqing's arms, feeling her breath wrapping his entire nasal cavity, Zhao Lingxi said with emotion:
"Huaiqing, you say that you love this thing, it's really scary, it becomes an obsession, and you don't look like yourself, but if you don't have love, it won't work."

Zhao Lingxi was very touched after hearing Song Yuwen's words.

Listening to Zhao Lingxi's words, Cheng Huaiqing knew what she was thinking, turned Zhao Lingxi in his arms around, looked into her eyes, and said seriously:

"So what, we are all mortals, people with all kinds of emotions and six desires, and there are always countless troubles and sorrows, so it doesn't matter, Ling Xi, we are with each other, it is already the best arrangement."

"En." Nestling in Cheng Huaiqing's arms, Zhao Lingxi nodded seriously.

Yes, it's not easy for two people who love each other to be together, and those who can't love each other are also very pitiful: "I hope Song Yuwen can meet someone she likes, and be able to live happily through this life like us."

Cheng Huaiqing smiled: "I will, Ling Xi, Song Yuwen will, and we will too. Don't worry, I will never let bad things happen, and I will hold your hand firmly."

Cheng Huaiqing's words moved Zhao Lingxi's face. He hugged Cheng Huaiqing's waist tightly with both hands, buried his head in his chest, and took a deep breath.

He suddenly raised his head again, looked into his eyes, and said with bright eyes:

"The night is really beautiful tonight, I hope to always have such a beautiful scenery."

After finishing speaking, before Cheng Huaiqing could react, he pushed away his embrace and said:

"It's not too early now, the guests should be gone, and we should go back."

"Hmm." Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's warm smile under the light, and habitually reached out to poke the bridge of his nose.

Stepped forward and held Zhao Lingxi's hand.

No matter how good the night is, it will pass, and the dawn will always come,

"These paparazzi are really efficient at work, really, alas!"
Yuan Yiyang took the photo sent by the editor-in-chief of the magazine. The photo was last night's celebration banquet. There was a man in strange clothes standing at the door and watching.

However, someone recognized that the person in the photo was Song Yuwen who had disappeared for a long time. As Cheng Huaiqing's manager, she suddenly retired, and now she reappeared under such circumstances. It was not a glamorous appearance, which made people think deeply.

In this way, it really must be confirmed that Song Yuwen and Cheng Huaiqing once had a relationship that surpassed that of colleagues. This is an unnecessary trouble for Cheng Huaiqing and Zhao Lingxi now.

Fortunately, this magazine often cooperates with Jiaxing, and instead of publishing it, it found the company with the information.

Looking at the photo in his hand, Yuan Yiyang frowned tightly.

It turned out that after going around for several times, he finally said: "It's better not to let Huai Qing know about this matter. His career is now on the rise, so let him know less about these negative effects."

"But, Brother Yiyang, although the owner of this magazine has handed everything over to us, it has already been confirmed. I'm afraid that something will happen if Brother Huaiqing doesn't know about it."

Although Xiao Mo, a girl, is considered an experienced person in Jiaxing, she still can't get used to these big and small schemes in the entertainment industry.

How could the boss of this magazine be so kind?It's really for Jiaxing, for Cheng Huaiqing's sake, he just wants to get more benefits from Jiaxing.

The proportion of a few magazines in the economy is too small. If it can help Cheng Huaiqing because of this matter, if they promise to do a publicity or something, the benefits are unimaginable. Yuan Yiyang doesn't know what kind of idea these people have. .

Yuan Yiyang smiled calmly and said, "It doesn't matter, since all these materials are in the hands of our company, there is room for negotiation on everything."

After finishing speaking, seeing Xiao Mo still staring at his face, he continued: "Let's leave these follow-up matters to the public relations department. Those people are always messing around and waiting to die. It is up to us to solve it ourselves, and I am afraid that those people will not be able to stay in Jiaxing anymore.”

As soon as Cheng Huaiqing entered the door, he heard the conversation between Yuan Yiyang and Xiao Mo. Before he got to his desk, he asked, "What's the matter with public relations?"
Yuan Yiyang and Xiao Mo did not expect that Cheng Huaiqing would come to the office so early today, and it was too late to pack up the photos and materials on the table.

Cheng Huaiqing's eyes fixed on the photos on the table, he picked them up lightly, and immediately recognized that it was from last night, "Why, do these people just use these few photos to ask for something?"
Cheng Huaiqing's tone didn't change at all, it was very flat, these things have long been commonplace.

"Huaiqing, it doesn't matter, I'll go and talk to the people below, this little matter can be fixed." Yuan Yiyang was afraid that Cheng Huaiqing would be unhappy, and immediately took over the words.

Hearing what Yuan Yiyang said, Cheng Huaiqing looked at the photos on the table again for a few seconds, and fiddled with the photos one by one with his slender and fair fingers.

During these few seconds, the air in the whole office seemed to freeze, only the wall clock hanging on the wall was ticking, and Cheng Huaiqing pushed aside the photos and the friction sound of the table. .

Xiao Mo subconsciously glanced at Yuan Yiyang beside him, but he heard Cheng Huaiqing say: "No need, I'll go in person."

Cheng Huaiqing recalled the conversation between Song Yuwen and Zhao Lingxi last night. She repented intentionally, but she just fell in love with the wrong person. After so many years of work, Cheng Huaiqing is not a person who does not miss old love.

Now that Song Yuwen has decided to live a new life, don't destroy her dream because of these dark sides.

After finishing speaking, Cheng Huaiqing packed up the things on the table.

Yuan Yiyang and Xiao Mo, who were left looking at each other in blank dismay, went to the PR department by themselves.