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

"You!" A gloomy look flashed across Xiaowei's face, feeling the gazes from the people around her, her face became even more ruthless.

Looking at the redness and swelling on Zhao Lingxi's face, he said in a neutral tone, "Which rich man did Miss Zhao get?" As he spoke, his eyes glanced at the scar on Zhao Lingxi's face intentionally or unintentionally, "This should be The main house of the family has come to the door, right?"
Seeing Zhao Lingxi's sudden change of gaze, a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, she knew that looking at Zhao Lingxi was not a good thing, and now she poked her right into the spine, right?

Zhao Lingxi looked at Xiaowei's smug smile, frowned, walked to her side, and whispered in her ear: "Are you saying that grapes are sour because you can't eat grapes?"
After finishing speaking, Ke Ke walked out without even looking at Xiao Wei.

As soon as Zhao Lingxi's words came out, Xiaowei's expression changed immediately, she stretched out her hand to grab Zhao Lingxi's wrist, and raised her hand to call her face.

However, before her raised hand touched Zhao Lingxi's face, she heard a "crash", and a set of "flowers blooming and rich" porcelain fell to the ground.

In an instant, a set of exquisite porcelain bloomed a white flower on the ground.

Xiaowei's face couldn't help changing, she knew the prices of the things here, if she hadn't seen Zhao Lingxi here just now, she probably wouldn't have walked in.

As soon as the waiter saw the scattered pieces of porcelain on the ground, his face turned pale instantly. He walked up to Xiaowei and said politely: "Miss, this..."

Xiao Wei threw Zhao Lingxi's hand in resentment, and asked calmly, "How much is this?" ,

When the waiter heard Xiaowei asking the price, a look of joy flashed across his face, and he quickly found the porcelain hanging tag from the ground: "This set of 'Flowers Blooming Wealth' is the proud work of Master Ma Tianyu..."

"Can you just tell me how much it is?" Xiao Wei said impatiently as the waiter introduced the porcelain.

"Oh." The waiter heard this and nodded politely, "380 million."

"you……"

When she heard the quotation, even Xiao Wei couldn't help being stunned. She only knew that the porcelain here was expensive, but she didn't expect it to be so expensive.

She frowned tightly. Although she was a first-line star, this was still a lot of money for her.

He stared at Zhao Lingxi fiercely, wishing he could stare Zhao Lingxi out.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingxi looked at Xiaowei helplessly. She didn't want to make trouble, but judging by Xiaowei's expression, she might be involved. She didn't have so much money to pay for these things.

"You don't want to pay, do you?"
"I..." As soon as Zhao Lingxi finished speaking, Xiao Wei immediately felt that the waiter's eyes were fixed on her.

With her gaze, there are some other customers in the porcelain gallery.

Xiao Wei's face turned pale immediately, people here are either rich or noble, if it is rumored that she broke the porcelain and didn't pay for it, then she won't have to work in the entertainment circle in the future.

Thinking of this, Xiaowei glared at Zhao Lingxi fiercely, "Who says I won't pay?" As she spoke, she took out her mobile phone and quickly dialed a familiar number with her fingers. Before the call was dialed, she Said: "I just did not bring money."

Seeing that she had nothing to do here, Zhao Lingxi turned around and prepared to go back.

Xiao Wei glared at Zhao Lingxi's back with hatred, thinking that the matter here had not been resolved, she was unwilling to let Zhao Lingxi watch jokes here, so she didn't stop her anymore.

Walking out of the Porcelain Gallery, Zhao Lingxi was not very happy because of Xiaowei's unlucky luck.

On the contrary, Xiaowei's words, "Which rich man did Miss Zhao get?" kept ringing in her ears.

Although Cheng Huaiqing said that she was his woman, in the eyes of outsiders, she was at best a shady mistress.

When she walked to the door of the apartment, she saw two people standing at the door.

At first glance, one of them turned out to be Ye Zhiling.She instinctively wanted to stay away.

"Assistant Zhao, where are you going in such a hurry?" Upon hearing Ye Zhiling's voice, she immediately stopped the steps she was about to take.

"Huh? President Ye, what do you want me to do? I remember that my resignation letter has been sent to your mailbox."

Zhao Lingxi was talking to Ye Zhiling, but her eyes kept looking at the lady standing beside her.

The noble lady has been frowning and staring at her since she appeared, with deep contempt in her eyes.

Looking at the lady in front of him, Zhao Lingxi always felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where she had seen her before.

Before Ye Zhiling could speak, the lady spoke first: "You are Zhao Lingxi"?
When she spoke, she raised her chin slightly, looked at Zhao Lingxi with contempt in her eyes, and her voice was full of disdain.

"Who are you?" Zhao Lingxi asked politely even though she didn't like the lady in front of her.

"I'm Cheng Huaiqing's mother. Where's my son?" As soon as Zhao Lingxi asked her, the lady immediately said with disdain. When she asked Zhao Lingxi, her tone seemed to indicate that Zhao Lingxi was hiding his son.

"Oh, it's Auntie." Zhao Lingxi sized up the lady in front of him, no wonder she looked familiar just now, "Huaiqing..."

Before Zhao Lingxi finished speaking, Mother Cheng interrupted her, "Who is your aunt?"With that said, he turned around and faced the door of the apartment.

Ye Zhiling saw Cheng's mother showing no mercy to Zhao Lingxi, a successful smile flashed across her face, and she also turned around following Cheng's mother.

Zhao Lingxi naturally understood what Cheng's mother meant, hesitated for a moment, took out the key of the apartment from her handbag, and opened the door of the apartment.

For some reason, she instinctively didn't want Cheng's mother and Ye Zhiling to know the password of the apartment door.

"Mrs. Cheng, please sit down." Walking into the apartment, Zhao Lingxi glanced at Cheng's mother, and said politely, "What would you like to drink?"
"Shameless woman!" Cheng's mother looked at Zhao Lingxi's acquaintance in the apartment, and said bitterly, seeing that Zhao Lingxi was obviously taken aback when she heard her words, and continued: "If I remember correctly, here Is it my son's home?"
"Yes." Zhao Lingxi couldn't understand the meaning of Cheng's mother's words, but she could only answer pretending not to understand.

"Auntie, sit here." Ye Zhiling looked at Zhao Lingxi's humble appearance, with a smile on her face, and cordially took Cheng's mother's arm, "I'll make you a cup of tea."

"En." Cheng's mother patted Ye Zhiling's hand affectionately as if she hadn't seen Zhao Lingxi, "Thank you for your hard work."

"It's okay, Auntie." Ye Zhiling listened to what Cheng's mother said, with a sweet smile on her face, "It's just pouring you a glass of water, this is what we juniors should do, Huaiqing is so busy all day, I have to serve you instead of Huaiqing in the future."

Saying that, Ye Zhiling raised her head, glanced at Zhao Lingxi provocatively, and the sweet smile returned to her face.

Cheng's mother listened to Ye Zhiling's words and said with a smile: "Okay, my son is really lucky to find a daughter-in-law like you."

"Auntie." When Ye Zhiling heard Cheng's mother's words, she deliberately raised a shy smile on her face, and rubbed her body affectionately against Cheng's mother, "What are you talking about?"
After speaking, as if shy, he turned and walked towards the tea room.

Before leaving, he still took a provocative look at Zhao Lingxi.

Zhao Lingxi twitched the corner of her mouth, and the pain on the left side of her face reminded her that the one with the sweet smile was not some kind of princess.

Cheng's mother glanced at Ye Zhiling's back with a smile on her face, but when she turned her head to look at Wutong, her eyes were cold.

"You have also seen that Zhiling is my son's fiancee, and you are just playing for fun. Now that Zhiling is here, should you go?"
Although Cheng's mother used questioning sentences, she meant to drive Zhao Lingxi away without saying no.

"Mrs. Cheng," Zhao Lingxi saw that Cheng's mother's words had reached this point, and she knew in her heart that it was useless to try to please her now.

The voice also cooled down: "About Miss Ye being Huai Qing's fiancee, Huai Qing never mentioned it to me..."

"Ah!" Before Zhao Lingxi finished speaking, Ye Zhiling's painful cry suddenly came from the tea room.

"What are you doing in a daze? Why don't you hurry up and help?" Cheng's mother glanced at Zhao Lingxi who was still standing there, and a look of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

Her tone clearly regarded Zhao Lingxi as the nanny of this apartment.

"Oh." Zhao Lingxi nodded dully, walking like a tea room.Her mind was spinning rapidly, thinking about how she should deal with the next situation.

Ye Zhiling walked to Cheng's mother with an apologetic face, "Auntie, I'm sorry, Zhiling really didn't..."

When she was talking, her eyes were red, tears were rolling in her eyes, she looked pitiful to me.

As soon as Cheng's mother saw Ye Zhiling's appearance, the slight displeasure in her heart dissipated in an instant. She pulled Ye Zhiling's little red hand, which was scalded by the tea, to her face, and looked at the blisters on it distressedly: "Our young lady of the Cheng family , not here to serve tea and pour water."

When she said this, her eyes just fell on Zhao Lingxi who came in with a teacup, and she added: "Just leave the rough work of serving tea and water to the servants, and you can enjoy it at home." Qingfu is enough."

"Servant?" Zhao Lingxi put the teacup in front of Cheng's mother calmly, "Mrs. Cheng, your tea."

"Yeah." Cheng's mother didn't even look at Zhao Lingxi. Seeing that Zhao Lingxi straightened up just now, she continued to direct, "Where is the medicine kit? Why don't you go get it and bandage Zhiling's hand?"
Only then did Zhao Lingxi look at Ye Zhiling's reddened little hand, and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

The temperature of the water used to make tea was extremely high, but when the water was sprinkled on Ye Zhiling's well-maintained hands, there was only a layer of pink.

Thinking of Ye Zhiling's provocative eyes just now, Zhao Lingxi would be a fool if she still didn't understand.

He took out the medicine box from the drawer of the low table, opened it, and put it on the table. Under Cheng's mother's watchful eyes, she took Ye Zhiling's red-hot hand.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, she turned around and went to the refrigerator to get an ice pack, and "carefully" applied it on the back of Ye Zhiling's hand.

As soon as the ice pack approached the scalded area, Ye Zhiling suddenly felt a needle-like tingling sensation on the back of her hand, which she didn't feel much at first.

She immediately threw off the ice pack in her hand, swung her arm, and hit Zhao Lingxi on the face.