Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

"Anything else."

An Qian widened her eyes and shook her head.

Han Qichen nodded slightly, turned and left straight away.

She asked assistant Jiang to find a place for himself. Did he have a little place in his heart.

An Qian hooked her lips and blushed on both sides of her cheeks.

From the first sight of Han Qichen, an Qian knew that she had fallen in love with this man, and she couldn't extricate herself.

An Qian sat in the back seat, stunned, with an unstoppable smile on her face.

"Assistant Jiang, can I ask you something?"

"Ask miss an if you have any questions." Because an Qian saved Han Qichen, assistant Jiang naturally treated her politely.

"Assistant Jiang, have you been with Mr. Han for a long time?"

Assistant Jiang frowned, "well, it's been a long time."

An Qian's eyes suddenly flashed a bright light, "then you must know what Mr. Han likes and dislikes."

Hearing this, assistant Jiang immediately raised his vigilance, "I don't know what miss an asked."

An Qian smiled coyly, "nothing. I'm just curious. Just ask."

An Qian was arranged in a hotel under Jiyu group. The security of the hotel is very good. Even if those reporters find here, they can't come in, so an Qian will never be disturbed when she lives here.

"Miss an, you can live here for the time being. If you want to go somewhere or go to work, you can directly inform the front desk to send you a car. I've explained there."

An Qian nodded her thanks“ Please, assistant Jiang. " He paused and then said, "assistant Jiang, you haven't answered the questions I asked you just now."

"Miss an, you'd better ask less about our president." At first, he was very fond of an Qian, but now it seems that she has a mind for their president.

An Qian was stunned and motionless, and her eyes were deep and bottomless.

Early in the morning, as soon as Xue he arrived at the studio, he saw a black car parked at the door.

"Mr. Ye, why are you here?"

In the cold air, ye Zihan was still in a black suit from beginning to end. Even his tie was black. People who didn't know thought he was going to the funeral.

Does he like black, too

Ye Zihan put his hands around his chest and said, "I just want to see how miss Xue's progress is."

Xue he twitched slightly at the corners of his mouth. He just sent his request to himself yesterday. Early this morning, I blocked the door of the studio and asked myself how my progress was. Even if it was a reminder, there was no such reminder.

"Mr. Ye, don't you think this time is too urgent? It's only one day." Xue he tried his best to be patient. Who makes him a 20 million big customer.

Xue he blinked his eyes, as if he suddenly remembered something important. "By the way, Mr. Ye, I don't know who you asked me to design this dress for."

Ye Zihan vomited casually, "whatever."

Xue he was completely speechless. She always had a strong feeling that ye Zihan must have been sent by God to make trouble for herself.

She squeezed out a smile. "Please give me some time, Mr. Ye. I will give you a satisfactory answer."

He hung his head and stared at Xue he coldly“ Don't worry, you can take your time. "

A black line suddenly appeared on Xue he's head. Since she was not in a hurry, why did she block the door of her studio early in the morning.

The man's every move is really elusive, even more elusive than Han Qichen.

Xue he fiercely shook his head. How did she think of the man again.

"Mr. Ye, do you have anything else to do?" Xue he's words mean that if he doesn't have anything else, can he leave first.

Ye Zihan didn't speak for a long time, but silently took out an invitation from his arms“ I haven't been here long. Ye doesn't know anyone. I wonder if you can invite Miss Xue to attend the party with me tomorrow. "