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

"You!" Hearing Cheng Huaixian's words, Cheng Huaiying's eyes widened immediately. Is this man in front of him still his gentle elder brother?

However, what awaited her hesitation was not Cheng Huaixian smiling and saying "It's okay", but he walked straight to the door and snapped his fingers outside.

As the voice fell, two strong men entered the door very quickly.

The strong man seemed not to have seen what was going on inside the house. After hearing Cheng Huaixian's words "Take the eldest lady down", he respectfully clasped his fists in front of his forehead, said "yes", and walked towards Cheng Huaiying.

"This..." Looking at the posture in front of her, Cheng Huaiying was still a little unresponsive. Two men in black suits were already standing in front of her.

One of them turned slightly sideways and made a "please" gesture towards her.

Cheng Huaiying looked at the two people in front of her, turned her head, and looked at Cheng Huaixian who was still standing at the door with a bewildered look, but heard the man just said:

"Please, Missy."

While talking, the other man saw that Cheng Huaiying was still hesitating, so he stretched out his hand and gently pushed her.

Zhao Lingxi watched the [-]cm high-heeled shoes on Cheng Huaiying's feet shake because of the unstable center of gravity, her eyes moved slightly, but the man behind her had already reached out and grabbed Cheng Huaiying's arm.

"Let go!" Cheng Huaiying also became a little angry because the man suddenly stretched out his hand to push her just now. She glanced at Cheng Huaixian, but seeing him still had an indifferent expression, she was very annoyed.

As soon as he stood firm, he immediately shook off the man's big hand, gave Cheng Huaixian a vicious look, and then Zhao Lingxi who was behind him, and then said: "This lady can go by herself."

After speaking, he walked straight outside.

The two strong men glanced at Cheng Huaixian, and then consciously followed Cheng Huaiying's footsteps.

After the three left, only Cheng Huaixian, who was standing at the door, and Zhao Lingxi, who was half lying on the ground with a pale face, were left in the whole room.

After the person left, only the sound of Zhao Lingxi's heavy breathing remained in the room. She raised her head slightly, seeing that Cheng Huaixian had no intention of pulling her up, a self-deprecating smile unconsciously formed on the corner of her mouth, and said:

"Young Master Cheng is really cruel"?
Cheng Huaixian naturally knew what Zhao Lingxi was referring to, leaning on the wall behind him, he said coldly:
"No matter how cruel I am, how can I compare to you"?
After finishing speaking, seeing the smile on Zhao Lingxi's face froze in an instant, he stopped talking, and the air in the room returned to calm again, only the alarm clock hanging on the wall was left. spread.

Cheng Huaixian couldn't bear to watch Zhao Lingxi's miserable appearance, and said coldly: "Whether it's you or the child in your womb, the fate is in my hands, so I hope you can take care of yourself." !
After speaking, he flicked his sleeves fiercely, turned and left.

Although he hated the child in Zhao Lingxi's stomach very much, even after closing the door of the ward behind him, Cheng Huaixian still couldn't get rid of Zhao Lingxi's pitiful appearance.

Especially Zhao Lingxi's widened eyes, shining with a stubborn light, kept showing in Cheng Huaixian's mind.

He punched hard on the wall of the hospital, but still couldn't hold back, he called a doctor and asked him to examine Zhao Lingxi.

And the other side.

The night was dim, and there was a breeze bringing the wine. Cheng Huaiqing opened his eyes from the bed, and there was no light around him.

It was a familiar environment. Although there was no sound in the silence, he still recognized where he was at a glance.

How could he be in his apartment, wasn't he injured?You should be in the hospital, why did you suddenly wake up and go home?
He pinched his face hard, and it hurt a little, so it wasn't a dream.

Cheng Huaiqing clearly remembered the injury he suffered in Australia, his head was severely injured, and he temporarily lost his memory.

Is that memory just a dream?
He quickly dismissed this idea, because he still couldn't remember the years before going abroad. It seems that this is an indisputable fact, but why did he suddenly appear at home again, and when did he come back.

The night is still the same cool, the temperature difference between day and night is large, and it is in the suburbs, everything here is the same as before, without the slightest change.

Suddenly, a gust of cool wind sneaked in through the open window. Cheng Huaiqing sat on the bed and shivered. No one has lived here for so long. Who would open the window?

Cheng Huaiqing got up and took clothes from his closet and put them on. At that moment, he always felt that this action was strange and familiar.

It seems that I never have to worry about the placement of the wardrobe, as if everything has been arranged for me, who could it be?

He walked to the window sill, the marble pattern on the window sill was clearly visible under the moonlight.

Cheng Huaiqing stretched out his hand to close the window, his gaze stayed on his hand, the lines on his palm were clearly visible, but there were some things in his memory, as deep as the lines on his palm, they would always be there forever, but they just couldn't come back Go, never remember.

Cheng Huaiqing's cold and handsome face was reflected on the window sill, and he reached out to touch it, and it was spotless.

He was already sure that there must be someone else in this family, but he hadn't noticed it, as if that person deliberately didn't want him to find out, and his nerves tensed up inexplicably.

Cheng Huaiqing felt that something was about to appear suddenly in the darkness, and he walked out of the room lightly, walking slowly step by step, trying to minimize the noise made by the friction between the slippers and the ground.

When passing by the study room, the computer screen was lit with blue light, and the files opened on it made Cheng Huaiqing appear phantom.

It was an unfinished script, and he was attracted by the story in the script. The master who wrote this had clear thinking, fluent writing, and lively.

"This must have been written by a girl"!
Cheng Huaiqing had such an idea in his heart, and found that the more he looked at the back, the more he felt that this was his own style.

The male protagonist in it seems to be a role tailored for him. He remembers that he used to work as an actor, which is also very familiar to him.

Why did she leave in a hurry, wrote most of it, and didn't save it?

Cheng Huaiqing pressed the save button for her, because he knew that if the power was accidentally cut off, all the painstaking efforts in creation would be in vain.

"Bang!"
Just as Cheng Huaiqing's footsteps stopped in the study, a piercing sound suddenly came from his ear.

It was the sound of spoons hitting pots in the kitchen downstairs.

Who would be in the kitchen at this late hour?

Cheng Huaiqing looked at the clock hanging on the wall of the study, it was 01:30 in the morning.

He doesn't really believe in ghosts and gods, and he himself is an atheist, but at this time, and in a villa in the suburbs where there are no people, it's very disturbing to think about it.

But if you don't know who this person is, I'm afraid Cheng Huaiqing will always be very entangled, right?
Since he was in his own home, he must be someone he knew, otherwise why would he randomly let someone appear here?And in the kitchen again?
Cheng Huaiqing got up from the chair and walked out of the study room. The design of the villa is hollow. If you look down from the platform on the second floor, you can see the huge living room.

Cheng Huaiqing leaned out from the pear blossom wood armrest. For the first time, he realized that his house was so big that he couldn't see it all at first glance. The curtains in the living room were drawn, and it was pitch black, so he couldn't see anything.

There was a faint light in the kitchen, and from the shadow of the light, Cheng Huaiqing could see a petite figure busy.

The shadow flickered, and someone was really cooking. This was not an illusion.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the doubt in Cheng Huaiqing's eyes magnified even more, and he planned to go downstairs to find out.

He didn't deliberately walk lightly like before, but bypassed the handrail and walked down the stairs naturally.

As usual, I walked casually to the stairs.

When he went down, the steaming smell of "gulu gulu" in the kitchen spread out, it was really fragrant, such a good craftsmanship, it was shredded chicken porridge, his favorite porridge.

Who knows their tastes so well?Stimulating his taste buds on this big night is really too much.

Cheng Huaiqing was completely attracted by the scent, and he didn't notice at all that he just walked down so swaggeringly.

The people downstairs didn't hear a sound, and it was impossible not to hear it in such a quiet night.

Cheng Huaiqing walked halfway up the stairs, because he was able to see all the movements in the kitchen from this angle. There was a busy body amidst the white mist, cooking his delicious food seriously without distraction.

"Zhao Lingxi! This should be Zhao Lingxi!" I don't know why, although he hasn't seen who is in the kitchen, but such an idea inexplicably popped into his mind.

As soon as this thought came up, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes widened unconsciously, and his big hands unconsciously grabbed the handrail beside him, which even surprised him.

Why is he so sure that the one who appears in the kitchen is Zhao Lingxi who has been bothering him these days?
The woman who heard that she was inextricably related to him?
"Who are you?" Before reaching the door of the kitchen, Cheng Huaiqing asked the vague figure in the kitchen.

He hoped to hear her answer, but what happened?Why can't my voice come out?

"Hey, what's going on, how did this happen?" Cheng Huaiqing was in a hurry, how could he suddenly be unable to make a sound, his face was already flushed from talking loudly, but the figure in the kitchen was still concentrating on doing his own thing.

She couldn't hear him, and she didn't know Cheng Huaiqing's existence.

Whether this is a dream or reality is already unclear, but Cheng Huaiqing can be sure that she is Zhao Lingxi, and he is about to see her true face, so what's the matter.

Just when Cheng Huaiqing was anxious, the man suddenly turned his head and called out "Huaiqing" softly. Cheng Huaiqing desperately wanted to see her face clearly, but when he stepped on the ground, his body touched the cold floor, and he didn't feel it. any pain.