Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

His eyes were cold, his eyes swept through the house like a cold wind, and finally settled on Xue he. He sneered and said, "how can I know if I don't come... How can Mrs. Han meet other men through work?"

The smile on Xue he's face froze. She frowned slightly, as if she hadn't heard what he had just said, "what are you... Talking about?"

Han Qichen sneered. He put his eyes on Xu Zhouxing and looked at the young, vibrant and angry picture. His anger rose madly again.

"Do you like his type?" Han Qichen went to Xue he and pointed to Xu Zhouxing. His voice was low, cold and gloomy, which gave Xue Hesheng an illusion: if she dared to say yes, the man would strangle her every minute.

She had a thorough understanding of what was going on.

This man, who was still on the warm phone with her not long ago, is here to catch adultery!

Xue he looked at him angrily, "what do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Han Qichen looked straight at Xue he's face, "didn't I ask you this?"

what do you mean?

Obviously, the relationship between the two has developed in a good direction, but why, why suddenly burst out a Xu Zhouxing?

Xue he took a deep breath. She really wanted to have a big quarrel with him, but she thought that there were outsiders sitting opposite and thinking about the baby in her belly, so she pressed down the impulse.

"You misunderstood. He is my employee. We are talking about work on the second day of junior high school!" Xue he frowned and tried to explain patiently.

But this explanation was undoubtedly sophistry in Han Qichen's ears.

Work? Work will talk to the fitting room? Talk about changing clothes?

Oh, she's really fooling herself! Han Qichen's eyes cooled again.

It seems that he is really very kind to her! That's why he forgot his nature and abandoned the bottom line!

"Talk about work?" Han Qichen's eyes were cold and joking. He took a look at Xu Zhouxing and Xue he. "Your studio has recruited three designers, so just come out to talk about work with him?"

Xue he was angry at this. Her patience at the bottom of her eyes dissipated, leaving a cold place.

"So you're doubting me now?" Xue he raised his head and looked at him with cold eyes, without the slightest sign of weakness.

Han Qichen was so worried by this look that his rational voice reminded him that it was enough.

Reason is talking: maybe it's really just a misunderstanding. You have to try to believe her! But there is another crazy voice constantly echoing: misunderstanding? How could it be misunderstood? What I heard and saw with my own eyes, will this be a misunderstanding? Do you really want to see her sleeping in the same bed with other men before you admit that she doesn't have you in her heart?

The thought was like a sharp blade, which pierced his heart.

Han Qichen took a deep breath. He closed his eyes hard and wanted to restrain his crazy anger, but the more so, the more unable to suppress his inner anger.

"Come back with me!" Han Qichen finally only said this sentence.

He looked at Xue he with deep eyes.

He didn't answer her question directly.

Xue he felt cold. She paused and smiled bitterly, "don't you believe me?"

Xue he was too disappointed. She looked at Han Qichen with red eyes and looked at him stubbornly, hoping he could say something else.