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

After taking a bath and lying on the bed, Zhao Lingxi opened his eyes, the tassels of the chandelier above his head were blown up by the breeze, flickering, the warm yellow light shattered into strands of water ripples with the swing of the tassels.

Zhao Lingxi stared at the water ripples, and gradually closed his eyes.

The color of the dream is also warm.

Zhao Lingxi dreamed that he went back to five years ago, holding Cheng Huaiqing's hand, and running together on the road, when they ran to a church, they startled a crowd of white pigeons.

When the white dove flew up, she saw herself wearing a snow-white wedding dress, standing in the sun with a blissful face, the white dove flew by, and it was Cheng Huaiqing holding a bouquet of roses with a warm face, standing opposite her against the light.

Zhao Lingxi smiled happily, and a tear overflowed from the corner of his eyes when he smiled.

In the morning, when Zhao Lingxi woke up, there was still a happy smile on the corner of her mouth, she stretched out her hand to wipe it, and the tear in the corner of her eye was still hanging on her eyelashes.

The dream last night was so real and beautiful, so beautiful that Zhao Lingxi didn't want to wake up.

The corner of Zhao Lingxi's mouth curled into a wry smile. Perhaps, all these beautiful things can only appear in dreams, but the reality is that there is no place for her by his side.

After sorting out her mood and getting dressed, Zhao Lingxi walked out.

"Miss Zhao, Mr. Cheng said that there will be a distinguished guest at home today." Xiao Liu said while serving breakfast.

"Oh." Zhao Lingxi nodded lightly, "Then do I need to avoid it?"

"This, Mr. Cheng didn't say..."

"Ding dong." Xiao Liu hadn't finished speaking when the doorbell rang.

"Huh? Could it be that Mr. Cheng is back? So early?" Xiao Liu handed the milk to Zhao Lingxi, wiped his hands on the apron, and went to open the door.

"Mr. Cheng?" As soon as Xiao Liu's voice came out, Zhao Lingxi suddenly found that her voice was trembling, "You, are you Cheng Huaiqing?"

"Yeah." Cheng Huaiqing looked at the girl dressed as a nurse in front of him, nodded lightly, walked around her and walked into the house, staring straight at the hand sitting by the dining table and holding a small piece of it blankly. Zhao Lingxi who didn't have time to deliver the egg to his mouth.

Zhao Lingxi is wearing a white cotton skirt today, her short hair is slightly pinned behind her ears, and she has no makeup. She looks like a girl next door.

"Miss Zhao, don't come here without any problems." Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's clothes at home, and his tone could not help but turn cold, "It seems that you have a good life with my elder brother."

Xiao Liu looked at Zhao Lingxi, then at Cheng Huaiqing, and went back to his room knowingly.

Zhao Lingxi raised her head and looked at the coldness on Cheng Huaiqing's face. Thousands of words were blocked in her heart, but what came out of her mouth was a cold sentence: "It's okay, at least, I'm having a good time. "

"Happy?" Cheng Huaiqing frowned tightly, took a big step forward, propped his right hand on the table, and looked down at Zhao Lingxi: "Then you mean you are unhappy with me?"

The familiar atmosphere enveloped Zhao Lingxi, and Zhao Lingxi put the uneaten eggs back on the plate, and pushed the undrinked milk in front of him, "You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

"Oh?" Cheng Huaiqing glanced at the milk in front of him, with a smirk on his lips, "What? My elder brother's family is so poor that they can't even serve breakfast, and they want to let your milk out." He said, Picking up the milk glass and looking up, half of the glass of milk has disappeared into Cheng Huaiqing's mouth.

Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing speechlessly, "Your elder brother is not here, so naturally I didn't let you entertain you for breakfast."

"Really?" Cheng Huaiqing picked up the milk cup and sat beside Zhao Lingxi, staring at Zhao Lingxi's eyes with his brown eyes: "You can't even make breakfast."

Without giving Zhao Lingxi a chance to react, he grabbed Zhao Lingxi's tightly clenched little hand with his big hand, "You have never lied all this time." When he said this, his eyes were fixed on Zhao Lingxi's hand, "When you lie, Always clenched hands into fists habitually.

Saying that, under Zhao Lingxi's surprised gaze, she opened her right hand finger by finger, and looked at Zhao Lingxi's little hand with a smile: "Look, your palm is full of fingernail marks."

Following Cheng Huaiqing's gaze, Zhao Lingxi saw that his palms were covered with nail marks, and moved his lips.

"Since you don't know how to lie, why do you need to say it?" Cheng Huaiqing didn't give her a chance to speak, and held Zhao Lingxi's little hand tightly with his big hand, looking straight into Zhao Lingxi's eyes, "Come back with me."

"Ding dong." The doorbell rang again.

"I'll go and open the door." Zhao Lingxi stood up, but Cheng Huaiqing didn't let go.

Xiao Liu happened to see this scene when he came out, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but when the next doorbell rang, he withdrew his eyes and trotted to open the door.

Seeing that Xiao Liu went to open the door, Zhao Lingxi had no choice but to sit down.

"Hello." Xiao Liu looked at Ye Zhiling, who was wearing a pink princess dress, and politely said hello, "Miss, who are you looking for?"

Ye Zhiling glanced at Xiao Liu, looked past her at the two people sitting at the dining table, a flash of jealousy flashed in her eyes, and suddenly she smiled sweetly at Xiao Liu, "I am here to find my fiancé. "When she said this, her eyes were fixed on Zhao Lingxi all the time, and there was no smile in her eyes.

Sure enough, as she expected, Zhao Lingxi was shocked when she heard her words.

Hearing Ye Zhiling's words, Xiao Liu was taken aback for a moment, but quickly realized, "This lady is here to find Mr. Cheng Huaiqing, right?" She coughed forcefully as she spoke.

Hearing Xiao Liu's cough, Zhao Lingxi struggled even harder. Seeing that Cheng Huaiqing's big hand was still holding onto her tightly, a cold look flashed in his eyes, "Mr. Cheng's fiancée has come to the door."

"Hey, who is this?" Ye Zhiling walked slowly to Cheng Huaiqing's side, as if she didn't see the hands tightly held by the two, she looked at Cheng Huaiqing with a sweet voice.With that appearance, she was clearly a spoiled little princess.

Seeing that Cheng Huaiqing didn't answer her, she seemed to have just reacted: "This is sister-in-law, right?" She said, looking at Zhao Lingxi sincerely, "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, look at my brain, I didn't react just now, don't Strange!"

The corners of Zhao Lingxi's mouth twitched, and he looked at the two people in front of him amusedly, neither admitting nor denying, "Huaiqing, who is this? Why didn't you introduce him?" When he said this, there was alienation in his voice.

Cheng Huaiqing's eyes were full of storms when he heard Ye Zhiling call Zhao Lingxi's sister-in-law, but when he heard Zhao Lingxi didn't deny it, and when he spoke intimately as if he and Ye Zhiling were really part of the same family, all The storm broke out in an instant.

With a "boom", Cheng Huaiqing's fist slammed down on the dining table, the glass table top shattered, and the splashed glass stubble jumped up, Cheng Huaiqing's fist was densely covered with blood spots in an instant.

"Huaiqing, are you alright?" Ye Zhiling turned around quickly when she saw Cheng Huaiqing's fist was bleeding, wrapping his fist with her small hand, her eyes couldn't hide her distress.

The moment Zhao Lingxi watched Cheng Huaiqing's hand bleeding, she was about to go forward, but saw Ye Zhiling with her back turned to her, her voice full of worry.

Zhao Lingxi curled her lips in a self-deprecating manner. First it was Song Yuwen, and now it was the little princess in front of him. There were many people who cared about him by his side. One more of her was not too many, and one less of her was quite a lot.

How did Cheng Huaiqing know what Zhao Lingxi was thinking, all he saw was Zhao Lingxi standing there blankly, indifferent to his injury.

"Get out!" Cheng Huaiqing pushed Ye Zhiling who was standing in front of him.

Ye Zhiling was concentrating on picking up the glass stubble pierced into the back of Cheng Huaiqing's hand. She couldn't touch it. When Cheng Huaiqing pushed her, her [-]cm-high heel suddenly tilted, and she fell to the ground. Cheng Huaiqing didn't even look at it. Taking a look, his eyes glared at Zhao Lingxi.

Zhao Lingxi looked at Ye Zhiling on the ground, her eyes flashed, and she squatted down, trying to pull Ye Zhiling up.

"Go away." With a wave of Ye Zhiling's fair lotus arms, she opened Zhao Lingxi's extended hand, "The weasel has no good intentions in wishing the chicken a New Year." After speaking, she looked at Cheng Huaiqing pitifully, as weak as if she could drip water.

Cheng Huaiqing didn't even look at her, and pulled up Zhao Lingxi who was squatting on the ground, with an angry expression on his face.

Looking at Cheng Huaiqing's cold eyes, Zhao Lingxi's heart seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, and her voice carried disappointment that she didn't even notice: "Is this how you treat a woman who likes you?"

Cheng Huaiqing seemed to have discovered Ye Zhiling just now, with a cold smile on the corner of his mouth, "I like my woman? What about you?" As he said, he grabbed Zhao Lingxi's neck with his big hands, and the glass shards on the back of his hands looked very ferocious.

Seeing that Cheng Huaiqing didn't even want to give her a look, Ye Zhiling glared at Zhao Lingxi with hatred, and struggled to get up. She would count everything today on Zhao Lingxi.

"I. Hehe..." Zhao Lingxi sneered twice, "My love was already destroyed by the fire five years ago." As she spoke, there was a bit of desolation in her voice. Her dream was still lingering in her mind, she was greedy and refused to let go, but the reality gave her a resounding slap in the face coldly!

"Five years ago!" When Cheng Huaiqing heard Zhao Lingxi say that five years ago, the big hand was clenched even tighter. Zhao Lingxi had difficulty breathing, and his face turned pale instantly. "Five years ago, why did you betray me?"

He originally thought that he could deceive himself and not care about the betrayal five years ago, but Zhao Lingxi's words were like a sharp dagger, cutting the wound on the bottom of his heart with blood.

"Ahem..." Zhao Lingxi was a little out of breath from being pinched by Cheng Huaiqing, coughed a few times suddenly, everything in front of her eyes suddenly became blurred.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's uncomfortable look, loosened his hands a little, and kept his eyes fixed on Zhao Lingxi's, not giving her a chance to dodge.

Xiao Liu was in the house, and when he heard the movement outside, he leaned on the door frame and looked at the situation outside the house. When he saw that the situation outside was not right, he hurriedly called Cheng Huaixian.

Zhao Lingxi felt that Cheng Huaiqing's hand loosened a little, and quickly took a few deep breaths, and the little face recovered a little blood.

Looking back into Cheng Huaiqing's eyes, he said intermittently: "I... no, no... betrayal..."