Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

She silently squeezed her fist. She vowed that she would not let others have the opportunity to bully her head in the future.

After work, an Qian didn't go back to her rental house directly, but went to Jiyu group.

She raised her eyes and caught a glimpse of the familiar figure. Maybe God gave her such a chance to try something. I may not believe that her relationship with Han Qichen is just that.

She waved, "Mr. Han."

Han Qichen suddenly stopped and looked back.

An Qian happily ran to Han Qichen, "Mr. Han, why are you here?"

Han Qichen's black eyes narrowed slightly. This is the door of his company. Is it strange for him to appear here“ Why are you here? "

An Qian was stunned and suddenly didn't know what to say.

"Well... I passed here."

Han Qichen's eyes showed a touch of doubt. How could he remember that the hotel arranged for her by assistant Jiang should be in the opposite direction.

As if she saw what Han Qichen was thinking, she anxiously added, "I just finished talking about cooperation with my customers, so I happened to pass by here."

Han Qichen's face was calm. He was not interested in why she appeared here, and her presence here had little to do with himself.

She only helped herself once. All he had to do to an Qian was a little gratitude, and that was all they had to do.

His thin lips moved and said, "since that's the case, let assistant Jiang send a car to pick you up. It's getting late."

An Qian was suddenly stunned. She didn't expect Han Qichen to say so. According to common sense, shouldn't he send himself back.

Han Qichen opened the door and was preparing to get on the bus.

"Mr. Han, could you please give me a ride?" There is no reason. She just wants to spend more time alone with Han Qichen. Maybe he will like himself as long as they get along with each other for a long time.

Han Qichen looked at an Qian coldly. He had planned to refuse, but when he saw an Qian's eyes, he swallowed the words that had come to his mouth again.

"Get in the car."

An Qian opened her mouth excitedly and hurried to the co pilot's position.

Han Qichen started the car engine and turned on the lights. When he looked straight ahead, he suddenly found that a group of people stopped the car five meters away.

He wondered whether those people were crazy or not, and dared to stop in front of him.

He frowned and honked his horn, but the shadow in front didn't mean to let him come.

The corner of his cold mouth made a deep arc. It seems that these people are deliberately looking for trouble with him. He unfastened his seat belt and was getting ready to get off.

"Mr. Han, what are those people doing?" An Qian was a little worried, and she had a bad feeling.

"You stay in the car first. I'll go down and have a look first."

The door was tightly closed. Looking at Han Qichen's back, an Qian suddenly had an idea in her mind, an idea of wanting to be with this man forever.

Han Qichen got off the station and stood there, emitting a lazy imperial atmosphere from beginning to end.

He glanced at those people faintly. Just now, because the light was too dazzling, he didn't see them clearly.

He glanced at about a dozen people. Some of them had sticks in their hands, while others had knives in their hands. It seems that tonight is a bad night. He has been squatting in this place for a long time.

He gradually narrowed his eyes and asked symbolically, "who are you?"

The leading masked man said darkly, "the man who sent you to the king of hell."

The corners of Han Qichen's mouth rose slightly, evoking an arc of disdain. He tore open the tie around his neck and threw it on the ground. He unbuttoned his cuffs. "Let's see if you have this ability."