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

"Whose phone number?" Seeing Zhao Lingxi picking up the phone, Cheng Huaiqing asked with a frown.

"Song Yuwen." Zhao Lingxi glanced at the caller ID on the screen, saw the word "Song Yuwen", and suddenly remembered something.

After picking up the phone, Song Yuwen's voice came from the microphone: "Assistant Zhao, there is a banquet at Pepsi Le tomorrow night, will you come?"
"Ok?"

Song Yuwen on the other end of the phone heard Zhao Lingxi's questioning voice, thinking that Cheng Huaiqing would not take Song Yuwen there, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and explained kindly: "That banquet was held by Huaiqing's parents, and many high-class people were invited. Woolen cloth"!
When she spoke, she deliberately bit the "upper class" very hard, and then asked in feigned surprise: "Didn't you receive the invitation?"
Zhao Lingxi twitched the corners of her mouth. If you want to humiliate her, you don't have to find fault all the time, right?
He replied indifferently: "No." Two questions were asked one after another: "Have you received an invitation to the banquet? This seems to have nothing to do with work, right? It shouldn't be Manager Song, it should be a matter of concern"!
Song Yuwen listened to Zhao Lingxi's obviously displeased voice on the phone, her coquettish red lips drew a dangerous arc, and she didn't care about Zhao Lingxi's tone of voice when she spoke to her.

Zhao Lingxi seemed to sense the pride of the person on the other end of the phone, and continued to say indifferently: "But I will still go to the banquet tomorrow, as Ye Xing's fiancée, so I don't need to receive any invitations."

In front of Cheng Huaiqing, she said this fiancee with great difficulty.

While Cheng Huaiqing listened to his words, a look of joy appeared on his face.

She is finally officially her fiancée.

Listening to the sudden silence on the other end of the phone, Zhao Lingxi asked: "Is there anything else for Manager Song? If there is nothing else, I will hang up."

Listening to Zhao Lingxi's indifferent voice, Song Yuwen rubbed the key with the hand holding the keychain, making a "cracking" sound.

There was a dangerous gleam in his eyes.

But he said: "It's great that Assistant Zhao can go, this will save me a trip."

After a short pause, she continued: "By the way, did you find the earrings I asked you to find for me last time? Can you bring them to me at the banquet tomorrow?"
Listening to Song Yuwen's words, Zhao Lingxi unconsciously flashed an apology, "Uh, I forgot, just wait a moment, I'll go check it out now, and call you back later."

After that, he hung up the phone.

What Zhao Lingxi didn't know was that what she said casually caused an uproar in Song Yuwen's heart.

Song Yuwen pinched the phone tightly with her fingers, watching the screen of the phone gradually darken, a malicious light flashed in her eyes.

In her opinion, what Zhao Lingxi said just now, which seemed to be casual, was a blatant show off, showing off that she could get something that she couldn't get even with all her efforts.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi throwing his phone on the bed and hurriedly putting on his slippers, and asked, "Why is she calling you?"
"Oh." Zhao Lingxi put on her shoes and glanced at Cheng Huaiqing, "That's right, she told me a few days ago that her earrings were left on your car, let me look for them."

With that said, he walked up to Cheng Huaiqing and stretched out his little hand: "Can you lend me your car keys?"
"It's hanging on the hanger, go get it yourself."

After saying that, watching Zhao Lingxi turn around, he also followed: "Forget it, I'll go with you."

He didn't remember that Song Yuwen had been in his car a few days ago.

Zhao Lingxi and Cheng Huaiqing arrived in the car for a while before they found an earring studded with pure black South African diamonds in the crack of the passenger seat.

Zhao Lingxi held the earring in her hand. Although she couldn't see the value of the earring, just the cool touch from the palm of her hand made her feel that the earring must be of great value.

Cheng Huaiqing watched Zhao Lingxi find the earrings, his dark brown eyes flashed, he locked the car door, and walked back to the apartment with Zhao Lingxi in his arms.

Zhao Lingxi picked up the phone, and just as he was about to dial Song Yuwen's number, Cheng Huaiqing took the phone from Zhao Lingxi's hand.

Zhao Lingxi raised her head abruptly, and said softly, "Should I call? She doesn't want you to know that her earring fell on your car."

Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's "Huh?", Zhao Lingxi lowered his eyes, not daring to meet Cheng Huaiqing's probing gaze.

Cheng Huaiqing didn't answer Zhao Lingxi's words, nor did he plan to return the phone to her.

Spreading the palm of Zhao Lingxi's left hand, carefully took a photo of the earring from Zhao Lingxi's perspective, and sent it to Song Yuwen.

"Is this what you asked me to find?"
Song Yuwen, who was staring at the other earring in a daze, watched the screen of the phone flicker, turned on the phone, glanced, and replied:
"Yes, remember to bring it for me tomorrow night, I want to use it."

After replying with "OK", Cheng Huaiqing threw the phone back on the bed, turned around and walked out.

Zhao Lingxi picked up the phone and looked at it. The conversation on it was her tone, so she felt relieved.

Lying on the bed and scrolling through Weibo for a while, the news of Cheng Huaiqing's engagement announcement still dominated the headlines.

The number of views on Weibo has reached 2000 million, and there are more than [-] million comments below.

No need to look, Zhao Lingxi also knows that in those comments, there must be more people who scold her than send blessings.

He twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly, and continued to scroll down a Weibo.

Soon, another Weibo broke into her eyes.

"Love is not enough, Zhao Lingxi pretends to be engaged with Huaiqing to ask for attention."

There are also photos of Zhao Lingxi and Cheng Huaixu eating together, photos of Zhao Lingxi holding Cheng Huaiqing's hand, and even newspapers about her and Cheng Huaixu's scandal that were previously published.

Although Cheng Huaixu and Cheng Huaiqing look very similar, their temperaments are still very different, and anyone who knows them can tell the difference at a glance.

Not to mention those fans who have been following Cheng Huaiqing all day long.

She glanced at the time, this Weibo was posted in less than 10 minutes, but it already had more than 40 views, and more than [-] retweets and comments.

Zhao Lingxi lay on the bed blankly, her eyes fixed on the phone screen, as if her whole body was frozen, and her fingers stopped turning downwards.

When Cheng Huaiqing came in after taking a shower, he saw Zhao Lingxi like this.

The big hand wiping his hair froze suddenly, and looked at Zhao Lingxi with concern: "What's wrong? What happened?"
Seeing that Zhao Lingxi didn't answer his words, he stepped over to the side of the bed in two steps, and took the dimmed phone in Zhao Lingxi's hand.

Gently lighting up the phone screen, looking at the Weibo with 45 visits, his expression changed.

His hand was suddenly empty, Zhao Lingxi's fingers still kept holding the phone, and two little people were fighting in his mind.

"Lingxi?" Cheng Huaiqing put the phone on the bedside table, and gently pushed Zhao Lingxi's body, "You don't have to worry about these messy things on the Internet."

Zhao Lingxi, who was immersed in his own mental activities, was brought back to reality by Cheng Huaiqing's voice. He glanced at Cheng Huaiqing blankly, and said helplessly in his voice, "Don't you really need to take it to heart?"
Seeing Zhao Lingxi like this, Cheng Huaiqing's eyes flickered, and he moved his lips. Before he could speak, he found that Zhao Lingxi's small hand was holding his arm, and he was about to get up with his strength.

Sitting on the bed, keeping his body at the same height as Cheng Huaiqing, he looked at him with pleading eyes: "Huaiqing, maybe we are really not suitable".

As she spoke, she lowered her eyes slightly, unable to see the emotion in her eyes, "So, let go, let us all leave a way out for each other."

When she said this, her voice sounded calm, only the trembling eyelashes on her eyes betrayed her mood.

Her words were like a fuse, igniting Cheng Huaiqing's explosive mood.

Cheng Huaiqing pulled away Zhao Lingxi's little hand that was still on his arm, and stood up slowly, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Let each other go, isn't that what you really think?"
Listening to Cheng Huaiqing's cold voice, Zhao Lingxi shook her head vigorously and explained, "No, but..."

"It's nothing but..." Cheng Huaiqing didn't wait for Zhao Lingxi to finish, and took over, "Whether it's true or not, you are my woman, and I will never allow you to escape."

"I..." Zhao Lingxi heard Cheng Huaiqing's domineering words, a sweetness flashed in his heart, but there was deep sadness in his eyes: "I'm not good enough for you".

Cheng Huaiqing's two thugs held Zhao Lingxi's shoulders, and looked into her eyes: "Are you going to give up so easily? The Zhao Lingxi who was with me five years ago and encouraged me no matter the wind or rain, what is going on?" Where did you go?"

As he said that, he shook Zhao Lingxi's body vigorously with his big hands, and Zhao Lingxi's soft short hair flew up, and a stroke scratched Cheng Huaiqing's cheek.

Cheng Huaiqing's eyes dimmed, "Give me back that Zhao Lingxi who doesn't know what giving up is."

Listening to Cheng Huaiqing's words, Zhao Lingxi twitched her mouth, and recalled many things five years ago in her mind.

But my heart became more determined, and my voice was almost indifferent: "Today is different from the past."

"Okay, okay, okay..." Cheng Huaiqing laughed angrily when he heard Zhao Lingxi's cold words, and said three "good" words in succession, "Well, today is different from the past"!
The big hand loosened Zhao Lingxi's shoulders, gently stroked Zhao Lingxi's still slightly swollen left cheek, and said in a voice that Zhao Lingxi had never heard before: "Woman, where is your heart?"
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Zhao Lingxi's answer, he turned around and walked out, slamming Zhao Lingxi's door heavily.

With a "bang", Zhao Lingxi looked at the closed door, hugged her legs with her hands, and curled up into a ball.

The words Cheng Huaiqing just said kept echoing in his mind: "Woman, where is your heart"?
There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth, she touched the position of her heart with her small hand, and she repeated Cheng Huaiqing's question in her heart: "Where is my heart?"