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

"What's wrong?" After washing his hands, Zhao Lingxi walked outside while wiping his hands on the apron.

"This is for you." Cheng Huaiqing threw a white handbag beside him on the sofa not far from Zhao Lingxi in a cold voice, "Go and try."

"This is?" Zhao Lingxi picked up the handbag on the sofa, and looked at Cheng Huaiqing in astonishment.

"Tomorrow night my parents will hold a banquet at the Pepsi Hotel, and you will attend with me." Cheng Huaiqing sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, and said calmly.

Zhao Lingxi was taken aback: "I'm attending? Why?"

In what capacity can I attend?Cheng Huaiqing's fiancée or mistress?
Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's expression, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "No matter how many ladies and ladies want to participate in this kind of banquet, they may not have the opportunity, and you still refuse?"

Zhao Lingxi rolled her eyes. If she was one of the many famous ladies and ladies, it would be fine to attend this kind of banquet. The problem is not me, what did you go to do?
What's more, surely his parents don't want to see her either?
I don't care about the man behind me any more, just treat him as a sudden rise and make fun of her.

Put the handbag on the sofa, turn around and prepare to go to the kitchen.

Cheng Huaiqing watched Zhao Lingxi's movements, and raised his eyebrows in displeasure: "I have chosen the dress and jewelry for you. I will come back to pick you up after get off work tomorrow night."

Zhao Lingxi suddenly turned around and looked at him. After confirming that it was not a joke, her eyebrows frowned like a hill: "I won't go."

"Reason." Cheng Huaiqing frowned, and said in a cold voice.

Zhao Lingxi took a deep breath: "This kind of occasion where celebrities gather is not suitable for someone with my status."

Cheng Huaiqing frowned, "So you are worried about this." He said in an unhappy voice, "It seems that you still haven't accepted my fiancee status."

Saying so, he stood up, pulled Zhao Lingxi to his side, and said loudly, "Don't worry, I'm here. My Cheng Huaiqing's fiancée is not eligible to participate, so who else is eligible to attend?"
fiancée?
Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's words, Zhao Lingxi's heart trembled slightly, and she forced herself to suppress her emotions, pulling the corners of her lips.

"I'm afraid that you are the only one who agrees with me as a fiancee."

Cheng Huaiqing frowned slightly, holding Zhao Lingxi's little hand tightly with his big hand, and gently rubbed his index finger along the outline of the diamond ring, with a charming voice:

"My fiancée, as long as I identify myself."

As he said that, he looked at Zhao Lingxi with bewildering eyes: "You are marrying me, not someone else. Do I still need to report my affairs to others?"
marry him?
Zhao Lingxi's heart trembled again, she lowered her eyes slightly, and pursed her lips, not knowing how to respond.

It is undeniable that when this man said this, a little bit of sweetness spread in her heart, and she was very clear about what this meant.

However, thinking of the mother of the woman he only met once but believed she was with him for money, and thinking of the objections of his fans on the Internet, Zhao Lingxi's small face suddenly turned pale.

Cheng Huaiqing narrowed his eyes dangerously when she saw that she didn't speak, "You said that we were not justifiable together, and now I gave you this justifiable opportunity, do you want to give up so easily"?
As he said, he held Zhao Lingxi's chin with his big hand, "I'm very suspicious now, is it because of my mother's words that you want to leave, or because you just want to escape from me"!
Cheng Huaiqing's words hit Zhao Lingxi's heart hard every word, Zhao Lingxi's face became even paler, and he took half a step back.

However, Cheng Huaiqing's big hand clamped her chin, and the distance she could retreat was very limited.

Zhao Lingxi's evasive movements made Cheng Huaiqing's eyes darken, and he said heavily: "No matter why you want to leave, I won't allow it, you must go to this banquet"

After finishing speaking, he loosened Zhao Lingxi's jaw, turned around and walked into his room.

There was a "bang" door slamming, and Zhao Lingxi glanced blankly at the closed door, and the words the old man said yesterday kept echoing in his mind: "What is yours is always yours." , and will not change anything because of the gap in identity."

Clenching his fist, he clearly noticed that the place where the nail he had just cut off was empty, and a look of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Turned around and walked into the kitchen.

Soon, three dishes and one soup, a simple meal is ready.

Put all the dishes on the table and set them up.

Walking to Cheng Huaiqing's door, he hesitated for a while with his little hand raised in the air, and then Zhao Lingxi knocked on Cheng Huaiqing's door.

"Huaiqing, it's time to eat."

"Hmm." Cheng Huaiqing's voice that could not be heard came from the closed door, and then, with a "click", Cheng Huaiqing's figure appeared in front of her.

"Have you considered it?"
Zhao Lingxi's little hand was still in mid-air, and Cheng Huaiqing's voice without much emotion came down from above her head.

Seeing Zhao Lingxi's hesitation, Cheng Huaiqing continued:

"This banquet is a disguised blind date prepared by my parents. As my fiancée, you don't want to go and see it"?
Zhao Lingxi twitched her lips. If his parents recognized her status as a fiancee, they wouldn't be in such a hurry to arrange a blind date banquet for him.

"Since your parents arranged this for you, will I make them angry in the past?"

Cheng Huaiqing's eyes flickered slightly, "I'm sure I'm not happy."

However, looking at the worry in Zhao Lingxi's eyes, he rubbed Zhao Lingxi's soft hair: "Don't worry, I'm here, I won't let you be wronged."

Hearing this, Zhao Lingxi didn't dodge Cheng Huaiqing's touch, he had already said that, so what else could she say?

Nodded resignedly.

……

After solving this problem, Cheng Huaiqing's complexion improved a lot, and he put his arms around Zhao Lingxi's shoulders, "Let's go eat."

"Ah."

After walking to the dining table and sitting down, Zhao Lingxi first served Cheng Huaiqing a bowl of rice and handed it to him.

Cheng Huaiqing took the meal and casually stuffed a piece of braised pork into his mouth.

Zhao Lingxi finished filling her own meal, just in time to watch Cheng Huaiqing's hand movements, and his expression was a bit strange.

"What's wrong"?
Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi's gaze and didn't answer her question. He calmly stuffed the half piece of meat into his mouth, and signaled Zhao Lingxi to taste it with his eyes.

Following Cheng Huaiqing's gaze, Zhao Lingxi also took a piece of braised pork and put it into his mouth. After chewing a mouthful, he immediately spit it out. How could it be bitter?

Try the other two dishes, they are both bitter.

Use chopsticks to stop Cheng Huaiqing's sticking out chopsticks, "Don't, don't eat."

Cheng Huaiqing glanced at Zhao Lingxi's chopsticks, changed a dish, and continued eating.

Looking at Cheng Huaiqing's appearance, Zhao Lingxi stood up and grabbed the bowl and chopsticks from Cheng Huaiqing's hand: "I'll do it again."

"What are you still thinking about?" Seeing that Zhao Lingxi had taken all the bowls and chopsticks from his hands, Cheng Huaiqing asked calmly without raising his head.

"I..." Zhao Lingxi didn't know how to answer Cheng Huaiqing's question, and picked up the dishes on the table, "I'll do it again, just wait a moment."

After finishing speaking, without giving Cheng Huaiqing another chance to stop her, as soon as he turned around, he wanted to run to the kitchen.

"No need." Cheng Huaiqing's voice sounded behind her, "My heart is bitter, and if I cook it a hundred times again, the dishes will still be bitter."

Zhao Lingxi had just stepped into the kitchen door. Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's voice, his footsteps stopped, his eyes flickered, he took a deep breath, and walked into the kitchen again.

Soon, the symphony of pots and pans sounded in the kitchen.

Cheng Huaiqing looked in the direction of the kitchen thoughtfully, and when the voice gradually subsided, he stood up and walked to the door of the kitchen in two steps.

"Is there something wrong?" Zhao Lingxi, who was packing up and preparing to cook again, couldn't help but froze when he saw the person behind him, "Wait a minute, I'll be fine soon."

"Let's go out to eat." Cheng Huaiqing looked at the tomato held in Zhao Lingxi's hand and said.

However, Zhao Lingxi instinctively remembered Cheng Huaiqing's sentence just now, "The heart is bitter, and if you cook it a hundred times, the dishes will still be bitter."

He smiled awkwardly at Cheng Huaiqing, "Don't worry, I promise this time the food will not be bitter."

"Why bother?" Cheng Huaiqing crossed his arms, watched Zhao Lingxi put the tomato on the chopping board, picked up the knife skillfully, and said leisurely, "Let's go out and eat something."

However, Zhao Lingxi instinctively thought that when he went out for dinner last night and met Li Kui, he should have quite a few acquaintances in this neighborhood, right?

Shaking his head, "I'll just cook some noodles, no trouble."

Cheng Huaiqing didn't know what Zhao Lingxi was thinking, but seeing her persist, he crossed his arms and leaned against the kitchen door, watching Zhao Lingxi cook for him.

The appearance of Zhao Lingxi cooking seriously looked beautiful in his eyes, and when he thought that Zhao Lingxi was cooking for him, his unhappy mood just now improved a lot.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Suddenly, when he noticed the missing nail on Zhao Lingxi's right middle finger, his dark brown eyes darkened, "What's wrong with your hand?"
"Huh?" Zhao Lingxi turned her head slightly, and followed his gaze to see a small piece of her missing nail, "It's nothing? I just accidentally cut it."

"En." Cheng Huaiqing nodded, just said "be careful in the future", and continued to watch Zhao Lingxi cooking with interest.

"Oh." Zhao Lingxi nodded, and after turning a tomato twice under her hand, it turned into little crescent moons one by one.

Sensing the gaze from behind, Zhao Lingxi thought that Cheng Huaiqing was hungry, so he changed his mind about frying two dishes, pushed the chopped tomatoes to one side of the chopping board, cracked two eggs, and made two bowls of tomato and egg noodles.

"This..." Holding the freshly cooked noodles, Zhao Lingxi saw Cheng Huaiqing staring at the noodles in her hand, "You don't like noodles?"
There are a few scallions sprinkled on the tomato and egg noodles. The four colors of red, yellow, green and white look very attractive.

Only then did Cheng Huaiqing realize that he was actually a little hungry.

His deep eyes flickered, and he took the tray in Zhao Lingxi's hand, "No, let's go out."

This time the noodles were cooked very successfully, and after finishing the meal calmly, Zhao Lingxi thought it was all right, but Cheng Huaiqing started to settle accounts with her again.