Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

"This man has gone far. He still has a look." Zhao Dong looked at Gu Qian's obsessed face and couldn't help laughing.

Gu Qian's father and Zhao Dong are good friends, so Zhao Dong takes more care of and accommodates Gu Qian, otherwise he won't listen to Gu Qian's suggestions just now.

Gu Qian put Zhao Dong's arm in shame. "Uncle Zhao, don't make fun of me."

When Gu Qian first talked about Han Qichen in front of him, he guessed that the girl must have different feelings for Han Qichen.

"Your father handed you over to me personally. I can't care more about your life."

Gu Qian coquettishly shook Zhao Dong's arm, and his face was red“ Uncle... "

"Well, well, can't I stop talking? But President Han has a family. I hear that the one in his family is still pregnant."

At this point, the expression on Gu Qian's face immediately became unhappy.

"Uncle, even if you are married, you can divorce, and I don't mind men with children." A perfect man like Han Qichen, let alone a child, even the women in line with two children will row from here to the United States“ And I haven't seen that woman before. I don't think President Han really likes her at all. Maybe they have some secret to get married. "

"I think you'd better be careful. Although your uncle doesn't stop you from pursuing the people you like, it's better to be careful. It must be difficult for a woman to marry Han Qichen."

Gu Qian put her hands around her chest and her eyes were like a bottomless abyss. People couldn't see what she was thinking at the moment.

Han Qichen sat in the back seat of the car, closed his eyes and rubbed the center of his eyebrows with his slender fingers.

"Sir, go back now."

"Yes." A crisp answer, no more than one word. Then, as if suddenly remembered something, "go to a supermarket first."

The driver was stunned and then turned around. He has worked for Han Qichen as a driver for such a long time and has never seen Han Qichen in the supermarket.

In the eyes of these people, Han Qichen couldn't fit in with that place.

The car stopped at the entrance of the supermarket.

"Here we are, sir."

Han Qichen slowly opened his eyes, "you get out of the car and buy me some sour things."

"Yes. The driver couldn't help staring. His face was full of incredible words, "sour things."

Han Qichen nodded impatiently, "buy more things like Hua Mei."

The driver looked at Han Qichen for unknown reasons, but he did it according to Han Qichen's words.

About twenty minutes later, the driver got on the bus with big and small bags of plum.

He bought all kinds of plum sold in this supermarket.

"Are these enough, sir?" If it's not enough, he really can't help it. Just now when he checked out with so many plum blossoms, the cashier looked at him for several times.

Han Qichen glanced coldly and nodded with satisfaction.

Seeing the expression on Han Qichen's face, the driver was a little relieved. He didn't know when his husband was so interested in this sour thing.

When he happened to go to the kitchen that day, he saw aunt Cui preparing sour plum juice. When he asked, he knew that Xue he had no appetite recently and wanted to eat something sour, so he remembered it.