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

The unique atmosphere of Cheng Huaiqing still remained in the room. Looking around the mess, Zhao Lingxi's eyes fell on the white marble dining table, and there was a fruit knife on the table. Under the reflection of the shiny white tabletop, It shone with an icy light.

The scars on the body, as well as the shining fruit knife, all reminded Zhao Lingxi how humiliating things happened in this room last night.

Zhao Lingxi's eyes flickered, he lost the intention of eating, and started to tidy up the house.

The white marble dining table was so bright that it could almost be used as a mirror, but when Zhao Lingxi saw it, he remembered what happened last night.

When the house was all tidy, she took a sackcloth and wiped the dining table over and over, down to a speck.

It wasn't until the familiar melody sang from the phone on the table that Zhao Lingxi put down the rag in his hand and walked towards the room.

Seeing the two saucy words jumping on the phone, Zhao Lingxi's eyelids twitched, and he picked up the phone: "Hello..."

"Ling Xi, don't forget that you are going to invite me to dinner today."

As soon as the phone was dialed, Jin Ming's "kind reminder" came from the microphone.

Zhao Lingxi rubbed the center of his brows, this Young Master Jin hadn't eaten for a long time, and said helplessly, "Don't worry, I will remember."

"That's good!" Hearing Zhao Lingxi say that he remembered, Jin Ming's voice was filled with a smile: "Remember, I want chicken soup and braised pork."

"..."

Hearing Jin Ming's urgent voice, Zhao Lingxi rolled her eyes on the other end of the phone and said "yes" three times in a row. Before Jin Ming could say anything else, she added: "Don't worry, You are indispensable."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Lingxi poked her eyebrows helplessly with her index finger. Who would have imagined that the majestic young master Jin Ming would call her early in the morning just for a meal.

Glancing at the shining dining table, Zhao Lingxi put the dishcloth in the bathroom, turned around and went into the kitchen.

Fortunately, she bought a lot of vegetables when she went to the supermarket, and it is very convenient to make them now.

After finishing the chicken and cooking it in the casserole, her cell phone rang again at this moment.

Zhao Lingxi shook off the water on her hands, and while walking outside, wiped her hands dry with her apron.

The call was from Yang Xiaoxiao, Zhao Lingxi answered the phone, Yang Xiaoxiao simply asked about last night.

Talking about what happened last night with Yang Xiaoxiao, Zhao Lingxi suddenly remembered an episode with Jiang Haitao last night, and asked Yang Xiaoxiao about Jiang Haitao by the way.

When Yang Xiaoxiao heard that Zhao Lingxi mentioned men other than Cheng Huaiqing to her for the first time, a kind of mentality called "gossip" came out instantly. When she learned that Zhao Lingxi only asked this question because of work, , Yang Xiaoxiao couldn't help sighing in disappointment, and told Zhao Lingxi everything she knew about Jiang Haitao.

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, and agreed to go out shopping together some time, and then hung up the phone.

According to the novel, she didn't know much about Jiang Haitao.

All I know is that Jiang Haitao is Jiang Kuo's cousin and works as the director of Huahai Company. She is married now, and has a son and a daughter under her knees. She is a successful man with a consummated work and marriage.

The information Yang Xiaoxiao said was not much different from what Zhao Lingxi knew from Jiang Haitao.

Thinking about what happened last night, Zhao Lingxi felt that she might be thinking too much, and she urgently needs a job now.

He found Jiang Haitao's business card from his handbag, called him, and made an appointment for tomorrow's interview.

After finishing these, Zhao Lingxi turned around and went into the kitchen.

When I made an appointment with Jiang Haitao on the phone just now, he was able to speak as he did at the banquet last night, nothing unusual.

This made Zhao Lingxi more certain that she was thinking too much about some things.

With the goal of work, Zhao Lingxi's mood became more cheerful. Although the scars on her body were still aching, she felt very light when she was cooking.

While cooking, she was humming a little song, what she didn't realize was that what she was humming was Cheng Huaiqing's song.

The meals were ready soon, Zhao Lingxi found a bento box, packed all the prepared meals into the lunch box, and went out to take a taxi to the hospital.

"Girl, what are you..." The driver looked at the stack of Lao Gao's bento boxes in Zhao Lingxi's hands, and asked casually.

"Oh, this." Zhao Lingxi lifted the things in his hand, I went to the hospital to see someone, this is a little meal I made myself.

"Is it your sweetheart?"

Cooking so many dishes should be the treatment that only the sweetheart can get.

"Sweetheart?" Zhao Lingxi frowned, "Master, you misunderstood, I'm here to see my mother and an uncle."

As he spoke, he looked at the driver's distrustful eyes in the rearview mirror, twitched his face helplessly, and continued: "Because there are still people who need to take care of them, so I did a little more."

Is this a little?

The driver glanced at the large and small bento boxes on the back seat, and said with emotion: "You are so filial."

Filial piety?

To Zhao Lingxi, this word is tantamount to irony. If she was filial enough, she would not have left her mother in the country for five years because of Cheng Huaiqing, and owed so much usury.

If she was filial enough, she wouldn't let her mother live in the hospital until now.

However, there was nothing she could do about it.

The driver saw the helpless expression on Zhao Lingxi's face through the rearview mirror, and didn't know how to comfort her, so he drove without looking sideways.

The hospital was not far from Cheng Huaiqing's apartment. When the atmosphere in the car was quiet and awkward, the car finally stopped at the entrance of the Central Hospital.

When Zhao Lingxi got out of the car, the driver took a look at the bento box in her hand and said: "The past is the past, the most important thing in life is to look at the present."

"It depends on the moment?" Zhao Lingxi silently read these four words, and she didn't come back to herself until the sound of the engine sounded in her ears.

Looking at the taxi that had already driven a long way, Zhao Lingxi's eyes flickered, and he walked towards the hospital.

She went to Liu Minrong's ward first, and told her, then carried the lunch box and entered Tiemuhan's ward.

Jin Ming saw Zhao Lingxi carrying a lot of things from a distance, and he stopped pursuing Zhao Lingxi's invitation to him for a boxed lunch. He strode forward and took the things in Zhao Lingxi's hands.

Together with Jin Ming, it's good to have everything. Then Zhao Lingxi went to Liu Minrong's ward and took Liu Minrong over.

The pale ward was full of life because the four of them were chatting and laughing here. A nurse on duty heard the movement in the ward and came over from time to time to have a look.

Looking at the joyful scene inside, he reminded Liu Minrong and Tie Muhan what they should avoid.

"What do you think they can't eat?" Jin Ming, who had lowered his head just now and was busy fighting with the braised pork made by Zhao Lingxi, suddenly raised his head when he heard the nurse say not to let the two old people eat greasy food.

Looking at Jin Ming's gaze, the nurse's face flushed, she nodded slightly, and her voice became more gentle: "Don't let the two old people eat too greasy food, it's not good for the heart and brain blood vessels."

"Well, I got it." Jin Ming didn't notice the strange look on the nurse's face at all, but after the nurse's voice fell, he took a lunch box containing braised pork and put it in front of him, ready to feast on it.

"You..." Zhao Lingxi watched Jin Ming's movements, and a funny light flashed in his eyes.

Jin Ming happened to pick up a piece of braised pork, and before he could stuff it into his mouth, he heard Zhao Lingxi's startled voice.

The chopsticks holding the braised pork stayed in front of him, and he looked at Zhao Lingxi with a smile: "Didn't you listen to the nurse just now, you can't let the two old people eat too greasy food, so I will take care of the greasy braised pork drop."

When he spoke, he glanced at the little nurse standing at the door.Very grateful, the nurse brought him the news.

When the little nurse received Jin Ming's gaze, her little face turned even redder, and she slightly covered her cheeks with the notebook she held in her hand, her eyes secretly swept around Zhao Lingxi and Jin Ming.

When he exited from the ice and fire, he looked at Zhao Lingxi with envy in his eyes.

Zhao Lingxi bumped Jin Ming with his elbow. Before he could speak, Jin Ming hugged the bento box with braised pork in front of him, with a piece of braised pork stuffed in his mouth, and mumbled:

"It's agreed that you invited me to dinner, why? You don't even want to part with this box of braised pork?" I have to say that Zhao Lingxi's skill in cooking braised pork is really good.

Zhao Lingxi looked at Jin Ming who was protecting food like an old hen with a funny face, and said with a smile: "It's all yours, no one will snatch it from you."

Seeing Jin Ming's relieved expression, she glanced in the direction of the door and smiled treacherously: "Your peach blossoms are here."

Jin Ming just raised his head slightly, glanced at the little nurse with a straight back outside the door, and said triumphantly, "That's right, I don't even look at who I am, my lord."

When he said this, although his eyes were still staring at the braised pork in the bento box, but he said it in a flat tone, which made Zhao Lingxi feel that if he had a tail now, he would definitely stick it up to the sky.

Unaware of Zhao Lingxi's opinion, Tie Muhan suddenly kicked Jin Ming's foot: "When will you put away those rotten peach blossoms of yours and find me a niece and daughter-in-law?"

Jin Ming just focused on looking at the braised pork and didn't pay attention to his feet at all.

Hearing Tie Muhan's words, his complacent face suddenly collapsed, he smiled mischievously, and said, "It's still early, it's still early..."

Before Temuhan could continue to speak, he picked up some green vegetables in front of his chopsticks and put them in Temuhan's bowl, with a flattering expression on his face: "Uncle, come, eat vegetables, eat vegetables quickly, Ling Xi's craftsmanship is not bad." Worse than those five-star hotel chefs."

Zhao Lingxi looked at Jin Ming playing with the treasure here, and then looked at Liu Minrong who was sitting next to him with a warm smile on his face, stretched out his hand to fill a bowl of chicken soup, and handed it to Liu Minrong, "Mom, drink more soup, don't make up for it."

Seeing this, Jin Ming quickly handed the white porcelain bowl in front of Zhao Lingxi: "I want it too."

"You don't have long hands, kid?" Tie Muhan kicked Jin Ming again, but this time Jin Ming was prepared in advance and dodged.

Seeing this, Zhao Lingxi smiled and shook his head, took the bowl from Jin Ming's hand, and put Jin Ming's bowl on the small table in front of him under Jin Ming's complacent eyes.

"What are you doing?" Seeing this, Jin Ming wished he could jump up and grab his own bowl, "You all bully me"!