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

"Beep beep..." After a series of busy tones, a mechanical female voice still came out of the microphone: "Sorry, the user you dialed is busy..."

Cheng Huaiqing held the phone tightly with his big hand, his face was full of sternness, Zhao Lingxi, this time, I won't let you escape so easily!
After speaking, Cheng Huaiqing called Yuan Yiyang.

After receiving the call, Yuan Yiyang quickly rushed to Cheng Huaiqing's side. Seeing his displeased expression, Yuan Yiyang asked cautiously: "Huaiqing, what's wrong with asking me to come here in such a hurry?"

"Have you deleted the Weibo I asked you to delete last time?"

"I'm doing business, don't you feel relieved?" Yuan Yiyang saw that Cheng Huaiqing was asking this question, raised his orchid finger with his right hand, twisted his waist, and sat on the sofa in the room, "Make sure to delete it cleanly."

"Yeah." Cheng Huaiqing nodded thoughtfully, "Has she met anyone recently?"

"Her?" Yuan Yiyang quickly realized, "I heard from the crew that Assistant Zhao's best friend seems to have been here before, um, she is a woman with an earth-shattering appearance."

"An earth-shattering girlfriend?" Cheng Huaiqing listened to Yuan Yiyang's description, and a chubby girl appeared in his mind. As far as he knew, Zhao Lingxi's only friend was Yang Xiaoxiao.

"Zhao Lingxi is lost, you go and look it up, starting with her best friend named Yang Xiaoxiao." Cheng Huaiqing said in a flat voice, but there was no refusal in his tone.

"The broom star is lost? That's really great!" Yuan Yiyang was so happy when he heard Cheng Huaiqing say that Zhao Lingxi was lost, he couldn't hear the last half of Cheng Huaiqing's words.

In his heart, since Zhao Lingxi appeared, Cheng Huaiqing has not been going well. Now that Zhao Lingxi knows himself, it's too late for him to be happy!
"She lost, are you happy?" Cheng Huaiqing looked at Yuan Yiyang with a dark face, full of displeasure.

Feeling the sudden drop in the temperature in the room, Yuan Yiyang looked at the automatic central air conditioner beside him, "No, I'll look for it right away." After speaking, twisting his waist as if fleeing, he left Cheng Huaiqing's lounge.

In the hospital, Zhao Lingxi's body has recovered fairly well these days.

During this period of time, Cheng Huaixian would come over every day, bringing tea and water, and asking about his health.

"Mr. Cheng, are you free every day?" Seeing that Cheng Huaixian would come to the hospital regularly every day, Zhao Lingxi finally couldn't help it, and asked in a cold voice.

"How can I get into your eyes if I don't come?" Cheng Huaixian didn't mind Zhao Lingxi's attitude at all, and said with a smile on his face, "I said that I will give you time to get to know me slowly."

"Mr. Cheng, based on your conditions, what kind of woman can't you find? Why do you have to waste time on me, a low-profile person like me?" When Zhao Lingxi heard Cheng Huaixian's words, he felt no joy in his heart. People like it is really not a good thing.

Besides, she wouldn't be so narcissistic that she really thought that someone like Cheng Huaixian would fall in love with her so easily.

"As a person, what I'm most afraid of is wasting time." Cheng Huaixian sat on the edge of Zhao Lingxi's bed, peeling an apple casually, "As long as it's something I think is right, it's not a waste of time." The long apple peel fell into the trash can, and a round apple appeared in his big hand.

"If you think accomplishing the impossible is not a waste of time, then you can do whatever you want." Zhao Lingxi was powerless to argue, and the members of their Cheng family were all the same.

"I am a person who likes to challenge the impossible." As he said, Cheng Huaixian tied a small piece of cut apple with a toothpick and handed it to Zhao Lingxi's mouth. "The doctor said, eat more fruits and supplement vitamins. Contribute to your speedy recovery."

These days, Zhao Lingxi has gotten used to Cheng Huaixian's gentleness, put the apple in his mouth unceremoniously, and said vaguely: "Mr. Cheng, it's getting late, I want to sleep."

"Okay." Hearing Zhao Lingxi's obvious order to chase away guests, Cheng Huaixian's smile remained unchanged, and he gently shook Zhao Lingxi's bedside to a suitable position, "I'm leaving, you should have a good rest."

Looking at the door of the ward that was gradually closing, Zhao Lingxi smiled self-deprecatingly. Did she escape from one cage to another?

Zhao Lingxi was busy here, and Cheng Huaiqing was not idle either.

Apart from filming every day, Yuan Yiyang kept asking Yuan Yiyang to inquire about news. Therefore, Yuan Yiyang's resentment towards Zhao Lingxi became even greater. When this woman was around, she caused a lot of trouble at every turn. Leave such a problem.

However, in front of Cheng Huaiqing, he didn't dare to say anything.

On this day, Cheng Huaiqing had just finished the morning show and was sitting on a deck chair leisurely basking in the sun when he heard from the staff that a woman who claimed to be his fiancée had come to him.

"Fiancee?" Ye Zhiling's alluring face appeared in front of Cheng Huaiqing's eyes, this must have been arranged by his mother again.He said with disgust: "I don't have any fiancée, let that fan stop doing such things in the future."

"Yes." The staff member nodded, and as soon as he turned around, a soft voice reached his ears, "Huaiqing, Aunt Cheng made your favorite dumplings today, and asked me to deliver them to you." You try it."

When the staff looked up, they saw Ye Zhiling holding the thermos in her hand, shaking it triumphantly, "Look, Auntie said you like the dumplings stuffed with shiitake mushrooms and shrimps she made the most."

He strode forward, "Ma'am, I'm sorry, this is an important place for performances, and fans are not allowed to come in and out at will."

"Fans?" Ye Zhiling sparkled when she heard the staff say that, but when she saw Cheng Huaiqing's dark face, she stomped her feet coquettishly, "This handsome guy, I'm Huaiqing's fiancée, come and see Can't even my fiancé?" As she spoke, she stared at the staff with her big watery eyes.

If it hadn't been for seeing this woman's sloppy appearance outside, the staff would have been deceived by her, and stretched out their hands to stop Ye Zhiling: "I'm sorry, ma'am..."

"Let her come here." Before the staff could finish speaking, Cheng Huaiqing interrupted him in a cold voice. This woman is here, and it's impossible to drive her away.

"I knew our family Huaiqing loved me the most." Upon hearing Cheng Huaiqing's voice, Ye Zhiling slapped off the staff's hand, hugged the thermos, and trotted towards Cheng Huaiqing. In the empty studio, only Ye Zhiling's high heels were tapping the floor cheerfully.

Running to Cheng Huaiqing's side, Ye Zhiling opened the thermos bucket with a happy face, and filled a small bowl with crystal-clear dumplings: "Your favorite dumplings with shiitake mushrooms and shrimps, come and eat them, they won't taste good after a while .”

Cheng Huaiqing didn't even glance at Ye Zhiling, his favorite dumpling?
Fortunately, his dear mother can still remember.

At that time, he had just returned to Cheng's house, and the first meal he ate was dumplings made by herself. In order to please her, he couldn't help but praise the dumplings in the bowl against his will.

However, what he didn't know was that seeing him gobbling it up, Cheng's mother just gave it a contemptuous glance, and even thought he ate too much.

"Huaiqing, it's time to eat." When Ye Zhiling was delivering a small bowl of dumplings to Cheng Huaiqing, Song Yuwen suddenly appeared from behind her and called out cordially.

"Auntie Cheng made Huaiqing his favorite dumplings today, so he won't go to eat." Ye Zhiling looked at Song Yuwen, who was coming, with a flash of vigilance in her eyes. This woman is Song Yuwen, whom she met in a magazine. Pass.

"Oh? Really?" Song Yuwen bypassed Ye Zhiling and walked to Cheng Huaiqing's side, "Huaiqing, who is this woman? How can there be fans in our crew?"

"You!" Ye Zhiling stomped her feet angrily, "I'm Huai Qing's fiancée, and I'm here to visit the class today. I don't know if this lady has any opinions?"

"Fiancee?" Song Yuwen turned her head suddenly when she heard the words, and looked at Ye Zhiling sharply, "Miss, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately." As she spoke, she looked Ye Zhiling from head to toe, "I I can understand how I like Huai Qing, but casually calling her his fiancée would damage his reputation."

Seeing Ye Zhiling's changed expression, Song Yuwen had a smug smile on her face, "I don't think any of Huaiqing's true fans would do such a stupid thing that would damage his reputation, right?"

Her voice was gentle, as if she was really comforting Cheng Huaiqing's fans.

Cheng Huaiqing leaned quietly on the recliner, basking in the sun, and dozed off, as if the topic of their argument was not him.

"You!" Song Yuwen's words were lukewarm, but every word pierced her heart. She raised her right hand tremblingly, pointed at Song Yuwen and said, "Which kind of onion are you? What right do you have to say such things? I am Uncle Cheng and Uncle Cheng's mother." Admitted daughter-in-law!"

"Oh? Really?" When Song Yuwen heard Ye Zhiling say, "Uncle Cheng's mother admits to herself," a trace of panic flashed in Song Yuwen's eyes, but she quickly calmed down, and the corners of her mouth curled into a proper arc: "Why don't I know? "

"This is our family matter, do we need to report it to you?" Seeing that she was gradually losing ground, Ye Zhiling stomped her feet angrily, and shouted in Cheng Huaiqing's direction: "Huaiqing, look, I am kind enough to replace my aunt. Sending dumplings, your staff are actually bullying people like this."

As she spoke, there was a cry in her voice, which was really pitiful to me.

Seeing Cheng Huaiqing standing up from the reclining chair, Ye Zhiling couldn't help but feel happy, she knew that Cheng Huaiqing had her in his heart.

However, what Cheng Huaiqing did next made her dumbfounded.

Cheng Huaiqing stood up straight, as if he didn't hear the shout behind him, and left without even giving her a look.

Seeing Cheng Huaiqing's actions, Song Yuwen's eyes flashed with pride, and she glanced at Ye Zhiling, "I said, Miss Fiancee, the farce should be over." After speaking, she followed Cheng Huaiqing's back.

Ye Zhiling stood on the spot, looking at the backs of the two of them, one behind the other, with a flash of resentment in her eyes, staring fiercely at Song Yuwen's back.

Song Yuwen turned around as if she had noticed the gaze behind her, and smiled at Ye Zhiling.