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

With her arms around her legs, Zhao Lingxi fell asleep unconsciously. In her sleep, she saw Cheng Huaiqing holding Ye Zhiling's waist and walking forward without looking back.

A black Armani suit and Ye Zhiling's tender pink bubble princess dress looked very good.

Ye Zhiling was embraced by Cheng Huaiqing, and the happy smile on her face hurt her eyes.

He didn't even want to give her a smug look.

Zhao Lingxi stood aside, watching the two hugging each other and walking past her, she felt tears streaming down her face. She wanted to call Cheng Huaiqing to stop, but she moved her mouth, but found that her voice was stuck in her throat. .

The night in May is still a little cool.

Zhao Lingxi, who was in a dream, felt chills all over her body, and then woke up leisurely from the dream.

Rubbing his eyes gently, he realized that there were still tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.

He picked up a piece of paper, wiped his eyes, and looked up at the ceiling. The chandelier was still on, emitting a dim light.

What emerged in Zhao Lingxi's mind was Ye Zhiling's smiling face.

The dream just now was so real, thinking of the gentleness on Cheng Huaiqing's face, her heart ached fiercely.

Wouldn't everyone be happy if she left?

Thinking of this, tears were about to fall down, Zhao Lingxi simply lay down, pulled the quilt over her body, closed her eyes, and tried to use sleep to drive away the pain in her heart.

However, the more she wanted to fall asleep, the more awake she became.

Turning over, he unconsciously touched the other half of the bed that originally belonged to Cheng Huaiqing. The coldness on the bed spread from his fingertips to the bottom of his heart.

This time, she should really lose him, right?
It wasn't just Zhao Lingxi who couldn't sleep that night. Cheng Huaiqing next door clicked the mouse with his slender fingers, looking through the comments on the two Weibo related to him one by one.

It wasn't until Dongfang showed his fish belly that he gradually became sleepy.

He lay down on the bed, squinted for a while, and then the alarm on his mobile phone rang out as if declaring his presence.

The big hand directly stopped the phone, sat up, and felt a little dizzy.

Walking out the door, seeing that the light in Zhao Lingxi's room was still on, he frowned, and wanted to knock on the door of Zhao Lingxi's room.

Just as he raised his hand, he put it down again, turned around and walked towards the bathroom.

After taking a shower, I felt my mind cleared up a lot.

Zhao Lingxi lay on the bed, tossing and turning, the image of Cheng Huaiqing hugging Ye Zhiling was always in his mind.

It wasn't until four o'clock that I fell asleep again.

When she woke up and looked at her phone, it was already past nine in the morning.

Sitting up, looking at the still closed door, his eyes moved slightly.

After waking up, I took a shower and saw that my left face was much better than yesterday, and I rolled a hot egg on it.

After packing everything up, I looked at the time and found that it was almost eleven o'clock, so I went into the kitchen, cooked a little meal, and passed the time for two meals with the little wild cat.

After eating, Zhao Lingxi walked to the door and stood there for a while, the sunlight outside was bright and dazzling.

Her eyes fell on the red polo that Cheng Huaiqing bought her not far away, her eyes moved slightly,

However, thinking of going out these two days by myself, there will always be people I don't want to see, so I simply put away the idea of ​​going out for a walk, went back to the apartment, nestled on the sofa, and watched TV.

The afternoon passed quickly, and when Cheng Huaiqing came back, Zhao Lingxi was still nestling on the sofa watching TV.

Looking at Zhao Lingxi's simple home clothes, his handsome sword eyebrows couldn't help but frown, and strode to Zhao Lingxi's side.

Looking down at her: "Why didn't you change your clothes?"
Only then did Zhao Lingxi look away from the TV, and said softly, "I'm not going."

When she spoke, she kept her head slightly lowered, her voice was very low, she didn't dare to look into Cheng Huaiqing's eyes.

"You..." Cheng Huaiqing glared at her angrily, and said loudly, "Go change your clothes."

"Oh." Hearing Cheng Huaiqing's irritable voice, Zhao Lingxi nodded obediently, picked up the handbag on the sofa next to her, and walked into her room.

in the room.

Zhao Lingxi stood in front of the wide full-length mirror, looking at herself in the mirror, she almost couldn't recognize herself.

It is undeniable that Cheng Huaiqing has a very good eye, and the clothes he chose for her seemed to be tailor-made for her.

She was wearing an icy blue tunic floor-to-ceiling dress with a design that wrapped her chest. On the belt was a slender fringed chain inlaid with pearls, hanging down slightly.

A head of jet-black hair with short, shiny ears, hanging down slightly on the left half of the cheek, covering the asymmetry of the face.A silver starfish-shaped hairpin is pinned to the left side of the right ear, which sets off the slenderness of the neck.

An ice blue ribbon on the left wrist extends to the ring finger, just connected to the pink heart-shaped diamond ring on her hand.

A pair of white nude stiletto shoes with open insteps, against the backdrop of the long skirt, only a little bit of the heel is faintly exposed, making the whole person very temperamental.

Her small hands gently stroked the expensive dress, and she didn't go out until Cheng Huaiqing's voice came from outside.

No need to ask, the gleam in Cheng Huaiqing's eyes is enough to explain his opinion.

Cheng Huaiqing looked at Zhao Lingxi standing in front of him. Although he saw him every day, he couldn't help being amazed.The irritable mood just dissipated.

He strode to Zhao Lingxi's side, stretched his arms around Zhao Lingxi's waist, with a smirk on his face: "You are so beautiful, I don't even want to take you out, what should I do"?
When Zhao Lingxi heard Cheng Huaiqing's words, he knew that he was just talking, so he didn't refute him, and lowered his head slightly, "It's the clothes you bought that are beautiful."

"En." Cheng Huaiqing looked at the shy Zhao Lingxi with interest, tapped her cheek lightly, and repeated again: "I really don't want to take such a beautiful you out."

Zhao Lingxi looked at Cheng Huaiqing who suddenly became a little childish, and said softly: "Then why don't you go?"
In fact, she really didn't want to go.

"No!" When Cheng Huaiqing heard Zhao Lingxi's words, he knew she was serious, and immediately put away the smile on his face, and couldn't help but tighten his grip on Zhao Lingxi's waist.

"..."

The entire Pepsi Hotel was taken over by Mr. Cheng. In the 300-square-meter hall, there were people coming and going.

In the lobby of the hotel, tables carrying various drinks and snacks are distributed in every corner of the hotel, with almost no dead ends.

No matter where the guests come, they may get snacks and wine at hand.Seats and sofas are placed everywhere, and the entire hall is arranged like a large family gathering.

Mr. Cheng stood in the center of the hall, chatting with the guests, his well-maintained face was wrinkled from a smile.

It seemed that almost all the people who came to the banquet had arrived, but Cheng Huaiqing hadn't been seen yet.

Old Master Cheng's face darkened, and he looked at his wife: "Didn't you say he would come, and now I haven't even seen a ghost."

Cheng's mother was also anxious, and secretly scolded Cheng Huaiqing in her heart, but she maintained a graceful smile on her face: "He should still be on the way, right? Let's wait."

Hearing what Cheng's mother said, Old Master Cheng snorted heavily.

In the next second, before Old Master Cheng had time to speak, a servant came over and reported to the elder that Cheng Huaiqing had arrived.

As soon as Cheng Huaiqing came, the smile on Cheng's mother's face became more and more kind, and she looked at Mr. Cheng with a smile all over her face: "Isn't my son here? It must be because the crew has a lot of filming tasks today, so I came late. "

"Hmph!" Old Master Cheng still snorted displeasedly, "At the beginning, he was asked to help his elder brother in the company, but he insisted on showing his face in the entertainment circle..."

"You!" Cheng's mother listened to Mr. Cheng's words, and there was a flash of displeasure in her eyes, but she quickly returned to her smile: "Today, my son is the protagonist, don't keep your face dark, and give him some help in front of outsiders." Save some face."

As he said that, he glanced at the various daughters coming and going in the hall.

Following Cheng's mother's gaze, Old Master Cheng glanced at the gorgeous girls in the hall, and said "Mmm", his expression improved a little.

Mother Cheng still smiled kindly, replying to everyone's greetings.

However, when she saw Cheng Huaiqing walking in, the smile on her face could no longer be maintained.

Cheng's mother looked at Zhao Lingxi who was being held by Cheng Huaiqing, the smile on her face froze instantly, and a pair of triangular eyes stared at Zhao Lingxi who was being held by Cheng Huaiqing hatefully.

She didn't expect her son to dare to disobey her like this.

Mr. Cheng, who was chatting with President Cai of Jingmao Company, sensed that his wife's breath was not right, so he also glanced at the door.

Cheng Huaiqing, who was dressed in a black Anima suit, looked so extraordinary, but Zhao Lingxi, who was in his arms, caught the eyes of many people.

Zhao Lingxi's appearance is exquisite, and she is dressed in an ice blue dress, which makes her look very noble, and her temperament is not inferior to those rich ladies present.

Walking beside Cheng Huaiqing, the two seemed to be a perfect match.

Ye Zhiling stared at Zhao Lingxi beside Cheng Huaiqing in disbelief, the leather bag in her hand was about to be torn by her.

Originally, Cheng's mother promised her to use today's banquet to announce the news of her engagement to Cheng Huaiqing, but why is Zhao Lingxi here?

Mr. Cai, who was standing beside Mr. Cheng, saw Zhao Lingxi, his eyes flickered, and he asked, "Old Cheng? This is..."

Before Mr. Cheng answered, Mother Cheng had already walked in front of Cheng Huaiqing, as if she hadn't seen Zhao Lingxi, she held Cheng Huaiqing's arm affectionately: "Huaiqing, why are you here so late? There are so many young ladies waiting for you one".

As Cheng's mother spoke, she pulled Cheng Huaiqing away from Zhao Lingxi's side, and gestured to Ye Zhiling with her eyes.

Originally, when some daughters saw Cheng Huaiqing bringing Zhao Lingxi in, they felt that they had no chance, but now seeing Cheng's mother pull Cheng Huaiqing into the group of them, they all looked like peacocks competing for beauty, waiting open the screen.

Zhao Lingxi stood alone at the door of the hall, neither walking nor entering.

Song Yuwen glanced at Zhao Lingxi who was at the door, her eyes darkened. The dress she was wearing was a limited edition designed by King himself - Heart of the Ocean, which she had seen in a magazine.

Picking up the wine glass and walking to the other side of the hall, when passing by Zhao Lingxi, he "accidentally" spilled the liquid in the glass on Zhao Lingxi's body.

"Assistant Zhao, I'm sorry." Seeing that Zhao Lingxi's ice-blue dress was stained with a layer of yellow-brown champagne, a smug gleam flashed in her eyes.

However, she was lowering her head at this moment, and no one saw her expression.

Before Zhao Lingxi could speak, Song Yuwen hurriedly said: "Fortunately, I have a spare dress with me, or you can wear mine later"?