Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Han Qichen raised his eyes and frowned, "then go and seal all the media and news agencies for me."

Assistant Jiang inhaled deeply, and his black pupils were full of complex“ President, I'm afraid this is not appropriate. If you close this one, there will always be another one. Moreover, there are countless news newspapers in r city. It's not just a day or two... "

"Do you have a better way?"

As soon as assistant Jiang was halfway through his remarks, Han Qichen directly interrupted him. This news must not reach Xue he's ears, absolutely not.

Assistant Jiang pursed his lips tightly, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. "President, this matter is urgent. The more anxious you are, the easier it will be for people hiding in the dark to catch your handle. So now we just need to wait slowly. After a long time, those people will forget this matter. It's not too late for us to clarify at that time.

In the past, even if the sky fell, Han Qichen always looked calm. It seems that there has never been the word panic in his dictionary, but today he feels urgent.

He was worried that Xue he would see the news and how much she would think.

Han Qichen's deep eyes narrowed slightly, sending out an unprecedented chill from him.

He looked out of the window, his eyes full of complexity.

"Mr. Han, I'm really sorry. I caused you trouble." An Qian lowered her eyelashes and rubbed her palm uneasily.

Han Qichen's eyes still looked out of the window, as if he hadn't heard what an Qian said at all.

The surrounding air suddenly filled with a trace of embarrassment.

"Miss an, it's not your fault. You saved the president with kindness." After the news came out, he investigated an qian inside and outside. At the beginning, he wondered whether the woman would be sent to frame the president, but she really happened to pass by.

If you speak carefully, an Qian is the most unlucky person. She saved people by the roadside with kindness. Now she is still blocked at the door of her home by a group of reporters.

"By the way, miss an, do you have any other friends here? I think those journalists will continue to squat at your door these days. If you have friends, go to their house for two days to avoid the limelight." Assistant Jiang kindly put forward suggestions.

Although he had made it clear at the door just now, there would still be a few people who were "not afraid of death".

An Qian lowered her head and bit her lower lip“ I haven't been here long, so I don't know anyone. " A grievance suddenly hit her heart. She was already unlucky to be transferred here. Now she has encountered this kind of thing again.

As an Qian thought, she felt more and more wronged. Tears kept spinning in her eyes and faintly flowed down.

Her thin shoulders kept twitching, trying not to cry.

Han Qichen's cold look gradually eased, and looked back at an Qian faintly.

Every time the woman was wronged, it was the same. She didn't want to be seen her vulnerable side, so she always hid in a place invisible to others and secretly shed tears. A soft heart was aroused in an instant.

"You can arrange a place for her to live." His deep voice suddenly sounded.

Assistant Jiang was stunned and nodded. When was the president so kind“ I see, president. "

After assistant Jiang sent Han Qichen to the company, he planned to find a new residence for an Qian.

"Assistant Jiang, please wait a minute.

As soon as the voice fell, an Qian jumped out of the car.

"Mr. Han, please wait." An Qian caught up with Han Qichen breathlessly.

Han Qichen habitually put his hands into his pockets, his thin lips pursed pale, and looked at an Qian without saying a word. There was no emotion in his deep eyes.

An Qian opened her mouth and her heart beat wildly. My mind is blank, and what I want to say has long been forgotten.

Han Qichen narrowed his eyes and a feeling of impatience flashed across the bottom of his eyes.

After a long time, an Qian finally summoned up her courage and said, "President Han, thank you."