Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

She wanted to say that Anze asked her to help draw, but before that word came out, she choked it back.

Xue he and Han Qichen get along very well recently, even pleasant. But she didn't forget how they came three years ago.

In the final analysis, now the two are just contracts and interests. Han Qichen is happy, so he is better to her, but if he touches his scales, the end must be hard.

The name Anze is a taboo. Don't mention it if you can avoid it as much as possible.

"Charity exhibition?" Han Qichen half narrowed his eyes and looked at Xue he thoughtfully.

"Well," Xue he replied bravely under strong pressure, "after the exhibition, the paintings will be auctioned and all the money will be donated to the foundation!"

Xue he didn't lie, but she hid some information. For example, the host was Anze.

At this point, Han Qichen didn't ask any more. He looked at the picture and then asked, "is this maple leaf you painted?"

Shock flashed in Xue he's eyes.

"Can you see?" She really felt incredible.

After all, the tone of the whole painting is cold, and a dark blue painting is more abstract. Unless the author reminds or notes, it is difficult for ordinary people to see it.

Han Qichen nodded, "it looks like!"

The scene in this painting is very similar to the maple leaf forest they saw in the mountain last time they went to Hongfeng villa.

But why is the picture so blue?

Han Qichen didn't ask any more questions, but that doesn't mean he didn't think about it.

A few seconds later, he patted Xue he on the shoulder and said softly, "it's getting late. Let's have a rest earlier! Don't wear yourself out for painting! "

Seeing Han Qichen like this, Xue he was relieved that he would not ask any more questions.

I can't help but be happy to think that he still cares about himself now. My heart is like a pile of marshmallows, soft, gentle and sweet.

After Han Qichen's reminder, Xue he no longer tangled with his paintings, but went back to his room to wash and sleep.

The next day, they had breakfast and went to the company as usual.

Xue he worked as usual, but Han Qichen held meetings all morning. Even at noon, he didn't accompany her to dinner as before, but didn't know what to discuss with several directors in the conference room.

Seeing that Han Qichen was not accompanied, Xiao Li of the Secretariat rubbed against Xue he and took her to dinner.

Xue he ordered some of his favorite food in the canteen, and then sat on his seat waiting for Xiao Li. After Xiao Li finished the meal, he came over quickly.

"Good luck today! The canteen made braised fish. I like this fish best! " She said, picked up the fish in the bowl and threw a piece into her mouth.

It's suitable to look at the whole red fish. I instantly smelled a great fishy smell. I couldn't help it. I turned sideways and retched for a while.

"Xue he, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Xue was uncomfortable, Xiao Li immediately put down his chopsticks, walked to her and patted her on the back.

The feeling of nausea came one after another, and Xue he choked his tears. She had no chance to speak at all. She could only wave her hand to Xiao Li to show that she was okay.

After a while, the feeling was a little better. Xiao Li poured her a cup of hot water. After she drank it, she felt a lot more comfortable.

"The fish is so fishy!" Xue he frowned and said very uncomfortable.

"Ha?" Xiao Li looked at Xue he strangely, "no! The smell of braised fish made in the canteen is very light! "

Xue he still frowned. Her apricot eyes were bright, and her tears had not been completely dried up.

Xiao Li seemed to think of something suddenly and exclaimed in a low voice, "ah! Xue he, you can't be...... "

Before Xiao Li finished, Xue he looked at her in surprise.