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

"If you want to see me, just look at it openly. Why do you sneak around?" Cheng Huaiqing was in a good mood with a sunny smile on his lips, with his back to the sun, like an angel who fell from the sky.

Zhao Lingxi rolled her eyes helplessly, how could she compare the man in front of her to an angel?Even if it's an angel, it shouldn't be hers, right?

Thinking of this, a bitterness crossed her heart.

Struggling to get up, with a slight movement, a tearing pain came from the root of the thigh, and a "hiss" sucking sounded in Cheng Huaiqing's ear.

"Why are you in such a hurry to get up?" Cheng Huaiqing stretched out his long arms, took her into his arms, stroked her smooth back with his big hands, and said with indescribable tenderness in his voice, "Sleep for a while longer?"

That tone is like the kind care between husband and wife.

Looking at Cheng Huaiqing who was completely different from last night, Zhao Lingxi warned herself in her heart not to fall into his gentle trap.

With a cold voice, Zhao Lingxi said: "Mr. Cheng, I'll sleep a little longer, so what do you want to eat later?"

Hearing the words "Mr. Cheng", Cheng Huaiqing's smile almost froze on his face, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his big hand slid down from Zhao Lingxi's neck, "Are you still angry?"

"Angry?" Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing inexplicably, and said coldly, "I'm a mistress who has been adopted, what right do I have to be angry?"

"Good boy." Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi with a cold face, put his big hands on her back, and pulled her towards him, "I was too impulsive last night, I apologize..."

"Apologize?" Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing coldly, "You didn't do anything wrong, what is there to apologize for?"

Anyway, in his heart, she was just a mistress who was taken care of, so, isn't everything he did taken for granted?
Cheng Huaiqing took Zhao Lingxi's little hand, raised her hand with the crystal ring in front of her, and kissed it lightly, "From now on, you will be mine?"

"Your?" Zhao Lingxi frowned slightly, "Mistress or mistress?"

In her mind, she couldn't get rid of the 100 million check he threw in front of her last night, her eyes narrowed coldly, "I don't know how much my one night is worth? Mr. How long will you keep me?"

Now, she just wants to escape.

Zhao Lingxi's words were like small stones thrown in the lake, causing ripples in Cheng Huaiqing's heart.

His good mood early in the morning disappeared instantly after hearing Zhao Lingxi's calm but heartbreaking words.

He knew that this time he misunderstood Zhao Lingxi, and what's more, the mistake was outrageous.

Vigorously shaking off Cheng Huaiqing's big hand, Zhao Lingxi struggled to sit up. The large bruises and purple marks on her body all declared to her how shameful she had done last night.

There was no women's clothing in Cheng Huaiqing's room, so he grabbed a pillow towel and wrapped it around his body, and staggered towards her room step by step.

Cheng Huaiqing was left alone, staring at the empty door in a daze.

The red mark on the white bed sheet seemed to be laughing at Cheng Huaiqing's stupidity last night, lying beside Cheng Huaiqing with his teeth bared.

"You are my woman!" Cheng Huaiqing stretched out his hand to touch the red mark on the bed, and in his mind he was hindered when he entered her body yesterday, as well as her jerky performance, all of which explained to him that he was her only man .

Back in the room, Zhao Lingxi still locked the door three times before walking into the room.

Without the support of the qi just now, every step Zhao Lingxi took seemed to have gone through untold hardships.

Finally standing in front of the mirror, she didn't even wear any clothes, and stared straight at the woman in the mirror who was covered with his mark.

Through the mirror, she saw a wry smile in her eyes.

Five years ago, she never thought about handing over her most precious thing to him for the first time, and now she has got her wish, but it was in the way she was most reluctant to do.

Unexpectedly, after going around in circles, she would still stay by his side after all, but in the name of his mistress.

After tidying up her mood, Zhao Lingxi took out her pajamas and got into the bathroom.

Letting the warm water slap her body, she took the bath towel and rubbed every part of her body vigorously until her whole body turned red before she stopped with satisfaction.

She didn't dislike his breath, but she just wanted to forget this humiliating first time.

When Song Yuwen came, she knocked on the door for a long time, and Zhao Lingxi walked over to open the door for her with difficulty.

Song Yuwen swallowed the curse words that came to her lips when she saw Zhao Lingxi's clumsy steps.

There was still an ambiguous atmosphere in the room.

Don't think about it, she also knows what happened here last night.

Song Yuwen's heart seemed to be pinched severely by a pair of invisible big hands, and she stood in the doorway in a dull pain.

Zhao Lingxi glanced at Song Yuwen who had no intention of moving, then turned and left on her own, but the tearing sensation at the base of her thigh made her feel as if she was dancing on the tip of a knife every step she took.

The moment Zhao Lingxi turned around, Song Yuwen grabbed Zhao Lingxi's arm and slapped Zhao Lingxi's face fiercely. The ring on her middle finger scratched Zhao Lingxi's left cheek.

"You shameless woman!" Song Yuwen stared at Zhao Lingxi, who turned her head to one side, her eyes almost burst into flames, wanting to burn Zhao Lingxi to ashes.

Raising his hand high, before the next slap fell, Cheng Huaiqing suddenly rushed out from the room and grabbed her hand that was still in mid-air. Because he was in a hurry, he didn't even have time to put on his shirt.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Huaiqing's cold voice woke up the two stunned women at the same time.

"Huaiqing." Song Yuwen yelled when she saw Cheng Huaiqing coming out, but her eyes were fixed on Cheng Huaiqing's fair chest, leaving a faint lipstick mark.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Huaiqing remained unmoved, a storm of anger blew up in his brown eyes.

"Why do you protect her everywhere?" Song Yuwen let go of Zhao Lingxi's arm, and pointed her right hand angrily, with viciousness in her eyes.

"Because she is my woman!" Cheng Huaiqing saw that Song Yuwen let go of Zhao Lingxi's arm, and then let go of his big hand. Song Yuwen's left arm fell from the air uncontrollably and drooped on his arm.

"She is your woman, so what am I?"

Cheng Huaiqing's words were like a thunderbolt from the blue sky, and Song Yuwen was bloody and bloody. Her body took a step back uncontrollably, her right hand was still pointing at Zhao Lingxi who was still in a daze, and she looked at Cheng Huaiqing with hurt eyes.

"You?" Cheng Huaiqing didn't seem to see the hurt in Song Yuwen's eyes, and said a sentence without a trace of emotion on his thin lips, "The relationship between us was originally a hype."

hype.

Zhao Lingxi raised her head abruptly, looked at the two people in front of her in disbelief, and gently stroked the ring on the ring finger of her left hand with her right hand.

"Hehe, hehe..." Song Yuwen heard the sound of her heart breaking, "It's been so long, I thought that even a stone would be warmed by me..."

These few words seemed to consume all the energy in her whole body, she stopped suddenly, and took a deep breath, "I never thought that I would be the one to be sentimental in the end! Hehe, hehe..."

Song Yuwen's almost desperate voice echoed in the empty apartment.

Out of the corner of her eyes, she suddenly glanced at yesterday's evening paper thrown casually on the low table. Stepping on seven centimeter high heels, she rushed towards the low table at a speed that didn't match her outfit.

Grabbing the newspaper on the desktop, he held up the enlarged photo on the genuine page to Cheng Huaiqing, "Huaiqing, have you really seen the woman in front of you clearly?"

Seeing that Cheng Huaiqing was indifferent, she continued: "Could it be that you would rather have such a filthy woman than throw a heart that has admired you for a long time on the ground and step on it hard?"

Facing Song Yuwen's questioning, Cheng Huaiqing was noncommittal, but when he heard Song Yuwen describe Zhao Lingxi as a "dirty woman", his eyes darkened.

Rudely interrupted Song Yuwen, "She's not a dirty woman," emphasizing again, "She's my woman!"

The quarrel between the two bombarded Zhao Lingxi's eardrums, and the words "dirty woman" and "she is my woman" sounded alternately in her ears.

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth, did she still become their mistress after all?Even though their relationship as a couple is just hype.

Turning around helplessly, Zhao Lingxi walked wearily to her room, she didn't want to pay attention to these messy things anymore.

"What? Are you ashamed to meet people?" Seeing Zhao Lingxi's back, Song Yuwen said coolly, "You are really capable, first Director Qian, then Cheng Huaixu, and then there was a screenwriter Zhang. Huai Qing is also fascinated by your fans!"

Zhao Lingxi didn't turn around, but paused slightly as she walked towards the room, but soon returned to normal.

"Enough!" Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi who didn't even refute, and looked at her back surrounded by sadness, his heart became inexplicably irritable, and he roared violently, shaking the bodies of the two women in the room at the same time a stagnation.

Song Yuwen originally wanted to say something more, but after touching Cheng Huaiqing's unkind face, all the words were swallowed back into her stomach, turning into vicious resentment in her heart.

The matter of getting rid of Zhao Lingxi must be put on the agenda.

Without even looking at Song Yuwen, the moment Zhao Lingxi stepped into the door of the room, Cheng Huaiqing squeezed into the door, not giving her a chance to lock the door.

"Mr. Cheng, what do you want to do?" Zhao Lingxi looked coldly at Cheng Huaiqing who was leaning against the door frame, with deep impatience in his voice.

"Your face..." Cheng Huaiqing pointed to the swollen left side of Zhao Lingxi's face, with a flattering tone.

"Thank you for your girlfriend's reward." Zhao Lingxi glanced sideways at Song Yuwen, who was at the door with a blue face, and said coldly, "Don't bother Mr. Cheng, I will take care of it later, and I won't embarrass Mr. Cheng. "

Song Yuwen watched the interaction between the two inside the room at the door, Cheng Huaiqing, who has always been aloof, has never given in to others?

Zhao Lingxi, this ignorant woman!Deep jealousy flashed in Song Yuwen's eyes, and she looked at Zhao Lingxi too, wishing to cut her into pieces.

Sensing the unfriendly gaze at the door, Cheng Huaiqing turned his head, as if he remembered that there was still a number one person like Song Yuwen in the apartment, "You slapped Ling Xi today, and we are cleared."

Clean up?Song Yuwen took half a step back injured, unable to believe that such heartless words came out of Cheng Huaiqing's mouth.

And Zhao Lingxi twitched the corner of her mouth, but it was painful. Why should the settlement between them be on her head?