Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Han Qichen's figure was cold and tall, approaching slowly and dangerously.

His deep eyes were like drops of blood, and the expression on his face was ferocious and terrible.

"Miss ye, I didn't expect that you, a good friend who sincerely protects you, will become your sister-in-law." Li Lingling's face was not too big to watch the excitement, and her flat tone was sarcastic. Slowly lowered his eyes and covered the smile on his face.

This sentence not only deeply stimulated Ye Shuangshuang, but also severely burned Han Qichen's nerves. His clenched fist and hair creaked.

He strode forward and pushed Ye Shuangshuang away. He couldn't help but say that a fist hit Ye Zihan's face heavily.

Ye Shuangshuang rushed forward desperately and pushed Han Qichen away with all his strength. "What are you doing? Why do you hit people?"

His cold eyes sent out a strong murderous spirit. He not only wanted to beat him today. Now, he wants to kill people.

He pushed Ye Shuangshuang away again, and he kicked Ye Zihan out of bed.

Ye Shuangshuang stumbled to the ground, and his sight suddenly blurred. What the hell is going on? Who can tell her what happened. She shouted out of control at the servants, "what are you doing? Pull the people away quickly."

Several servants and guards didn't react for a moment. They came forward to help after hearing ye shuangshuangshuang's voice.

But even if they all went to help, they were not Han Qichen's opponent alone. He knocked those people to the ground in two or three times. A trace of disdain flashed from the bottom of his eyes and continued to approach Ye Zihan.

Now he had moved his heart, his eyes were fierce and cold, and his fist waved again.

Ye Shuangshuang was stunned and looked at Ye Zihan without enough time to think about it. She closed her eyes in fear.

At this critical moment, Han Qichen stopped in time.

After a long time, there was no imagined pain on his body. Ye Shuangshuang slowly opened his eyes. Tears, like broken beads, kept falling.

"What qualifications do you have to do this? What qualifications do you have to beat brother Zihan." At the moment, she could not care about her fear and roared at Han Qichen.

"Damn him." The cold face was pale to the extreme. A few words were slowly spit out from the thin lips, and there was a shadow in the eyes.

Ye Shuangshuang's chest heaved and gasped, "why, with such a thing happening, brother Zihan should die." She angrily pointed to Xue he lying in bed, "did Xue he have no responsibility for such a thing? Why should you blame all your mistakes on brother Zihan alone." There were tears in her clear eyes and she was unconvinced and stubborn. She used to feel inexplicable fear when she saw Han Qichen, but now she doesn't even have a trace of fear, leaving only endless sadness.

Although she didn't believe it, she didn't want to believe what happened in front of her. But now the truth is in front of her, so she has to believe it.

Han Qichen walked slowly. His scarlet and deep eyes were full of entanglement and anger.

He took off his coat, gently covered Xue he, bent down and picked her up.

The little white face was as pale as a piece of white paper, almost without any blood color. The moment he picked up Xue he, Han Qichen frowned tightly, and a haze crossed his eyes.

"Mr. Han, Miss Xue seems to be sleeping heavily, or..." Li Lingling just said half of her words, and the remaining half immediately swallowed it back.

Han Qichen's eyes showed an impulse to kill and stared at Li Lingling coldly.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Han Qichen left the Ye family with Xue he in his arms.

After watching the play, ye Zhengguang smiled with satisfaction and said goodbye to Ye Shuangshuang, "Shuangshuang, you are busy first, and the second uncle left first."

At this time, ye Shuangshuang's mind is in a mess. She can still take care of Ye Zhengguang and Li Lingling. They can do whatever they like and go wherever they like.