Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Despite her roaring, those people still ignored her and continued to pick up the camera to take pictures of her.

"That's enough, that's enough. What should be photographed is almost done. Let's disperse quickly."

Assistant Jiang's voice sounded slowly. At first, he wondered why the president wanted these reporters to come. Now he finally understood the president's intention.

With these reporters, it's hard not to spread the news.

Several reporters stared at each other. One of them walked up to assistant Jiang and whispered, "assistant Jiang, what's today's title..." as he said, he took a deep look at assistant Jiang.

Assistant Jiang's wrinkled eyebrows gradually spread, "as long as you don't go too far, the title is up to you."

Several people smiled at each other and nodded with satisfaction, "thank you, assistant Jiang, thank you."

In less than five minutes, the people in the venue immediately disappeared, leaving only a mess.

Assistant Jiang looked at Gu Qian, shook her head slightly and sighed. She has done so many bad things. Today, such results will be her retribution.

Han Qichen's sinister vision coagulated one eye, "let's go."

Assistant Jiang suddenly withdrew his thoughts and hurriedly followed Han Qichen's footsteps.

Gu Qian trembled, and now she was on the verge of collapse“ For the sake of Xue he, don't you even care about your mother's life? "

Han Qichen suddenly paused. In the end, Gu Qian didn't understand what was going on.

He coldly hooked his lips, habitually inserted his hands into his pockets and left.

Finally, tears fell madly from Gu Qian's eyes like broken beads. She thought it was crazy to tear her hair.

She stared at Han Qichen's back fiercely.

Don't you care about your mother's life or death? Since you don't care, don't blame me for being rude.

"Han Qichen, I will make you regret. I will make you regret not choosing me."

The sky was gloomy. It was morning, but the sky was gray, like evening.

With a bang, Han Qichen closed the door heavily.

Assistant Jiang sat in the driver's seat and looked back at Han Qichen. "President, where are we going next?"

Han Qichen did not speak, but directly and coldly glanced at assistant Jiang. Assistant Jiang nodded repeatedly and immediately understood the meaning.

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cemetery.

The rain in the sky is getting heavier and heavier. It doesn't mean to stop at all.

Xue he stood still. Although Shu Dan held an umbrella for her, it was of no use. She had been wet by the rain from head to foot.

At the moment, she didn't know whether the rain or tears flowed from her face. They mixed together and slowly flowed into Xue he's mouth.

The sour and astringent taste gradually spread in her mouth, severely stimulated her taste, and her eyes were inexplicably sour.

It's a nice day. Even if she is crying, her father won't see it.

From now on, this is where her father belongs. Will she also belong to her own in a few years

Xue Ke slowly walks towards Xue he, and Chu Han behind him quickly follows and holds an umbrella for her.

Xue Ke stretched out his hand to pat Xue he on the shoulder and wanted to give her even a little comfort. But her hand suddenly stopped when she was in mid air. Now she can't even control her emotions. How can she comfort others.

She bit her lower lip, almost bleeding, "hehe, let's go back."

Xue he's face became more and more pale and tight, "no, I want to be here with my father."

Xue Ke looked helplessly and opened his mouth to say something.

Chu Han patted her on the shoulder. "If she wants to accompany, let her stay here. Even if you let her go back, she will be uncomfortable."

Xue Ke sighed helplessly and returned to his original position.