Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

An Qian nodded and gradually closed her eyes. She hasn't slept well for a long time. After closing her eyes for a while, an Qian fell asleep. But in her sleep, she seemed to dream of something bad, and her eyebrows wrinkled tightly together.

The next morning.

Last night, Xue he blocked Xue Ke out of the door on the pretext that it was late. As soon as she opened her eyes this morning, she got out of bed without hesitation.

She crept downstairs. Just as she was glad that Xue Ke hadn't woken up, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind her.

"Aren't you going to explain to me what happened last night?" Xue Ke overlapped his legs and put his hands around his chest.

Xue he tightly closed his eyes and felt a kind of unspeakable frustration“ Sister, why did you wake up so early today? "

"If I don't wake up early, I don't know when I will see you again."

"How can it be? We can meet every day." She walked towards Xue Ke with a smile.

"What happened last night? Why were you with that man Han Qichen again?"

Xue he felt a little helpless. "If I said it was a coincidence to meet Han Qichen yesterday, would you believe it?"

"What do you think?" Xue Ke raised her eyebrows. Her expression has obviously replied to Xue he.

"I swear." Xue he raised his hand. "What happened yesterday is really a coincidence."

"Another coincidence." Xue Ke obviously looked unbelievable, "I wonder how you can meet Han Qichen every time in such a big place as r city."

Xue he quickly waved his hand, "the person I met yesterday was not him, it was an Qian."

Xue Ke's face was gloomy for a moment. "It's the woman who doesn't have a clear relationship with Han Qichen."

Xue he nodded in a daze, but she shook her head like she suddenly remembered something.

Xue Ke looked like he wanted to stop talking. "You said that if Han Qichen had nothing to do with the woman Anqian, I wouldn't object to you being together, but now I hear that woman still lives in the Han family."

Xue he suddenly closed his eyes. She knew that Xue Ke would start chanting scriptures again. Even if she kept on, she knew what Xue Ke was going to say next.

"Sister, I assure you that we really have nothing to do now." She looked down at the time. "It's getting late. If I don't go, it's really too late. Don't wait for me for dinner today. I may come back late. "

"You......" Xue Ke was about to say something and found that Xue he had already disappeared.

It's rush hour now. The road is full of cars.

Xue he kept looking forward with his probe on the horn. Last night, Shu Dan suddenly sent her a message saying that the walking lady would order clothes here. But how can this road be so blocked? If you are late for the first meeting, you will leave a bad impression on others.

Xue he was on pins and needles. Finally, after another 20 minutes, the vehicles in front gradually cleared away.

She stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out like an arrow.

An hour later, she finally found the lady's residence according to the address given to her by Shu Dan. She thought over the message Xue Ke sent to herself. It didn't say what the young lady called. Maybe Shu Dan forgot that she is always so careless. It's really reassuring.

Looking up, it was a single family villa. The pattern here is like that of the Han family mansion.

Xue he suddenly widened his eyes and swallowed his saliva involuntarily. It was as big as an airport.

After ringing the doorbell for a while, someone soon came out to greet him. The man who opened the door was a man who looked about 60 years old, because half of his hair was white.

"Excuse me, are you..."

"Hello, a lady asked me to order clothes for her."

The man thought for a moment before slowly nodding, "Oh, please come in."

Xue he followed closely, fearing that one would lose him if he was not careful. The house is far away. Xue he passed the swimming pool, parking garage and garden all the way

The luxury here is like a palace. Xue Heben thought that only Han Qichen had the hobby of living in a "Palace". Unexpectedly, there were many people with this hobby.

"Sir, what do you call the lady who wants to order clothes?" When we meet later, she can't call others "hello".

"You can call her Miss Nangong."

Xue he looked deeper and deeper. Nangong Shiya was also named Nangong, and the young lady was also named Nangong. These two people should not be the same person, but Xue he thought carefully about how the Nangong lady could find her own custom-made clothes. Maybe it was just a coincidence.

"Miss, please wait here for a moment. I'll call Miss Nangong downstairs now."