Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

"Sorry, Mr. Han, Miss Zhang, she has to force her way in. I..."

Before assistant Jiang finished his words, he looked at Han Qichen's hand.

Assistant Jiang stopped in time, nodded respectfully, turned to close the door and exited the office.

"Han always wants a glass of red wine?" While holding a goblet, Zhang Meng walked towards Han Qichen with enchanting posture. He gently put his hand on Han Qichen's shoulder and deliberately * *, "I haven't seen you for a day. I'm so anxious to see me."

Han Qichen turned to Zhang Meng and took the goblet in her hand.

Somehow, standing next to Han Qichen at the moment, she always felt a chill scattered around her. Especially when he just looked at himself, his eyes seemed to want to cut himself thousands of times.

Just listen to the "pa" sound, the sound of broken porcelain came, condensing the atmosphere in the office.

"Han, Mr. Han, you..."

Han Qichen got up slowly. His tall and burly body approached Zhang Meng. The black figure shrouded her. The strong sense of oppression soon made her out of breath.

"Get out of r city." Han Qichen glanced at her coldly with his sinister eyes, spitting words like ice and warning words, "otherwise, you know the consequences."

Zhang Meng shuddered and turned to run away in a hurry.

Assistant Jiang knocked on the door and came in. Seeing a mess on the ground, he was worried and asked, "Mr. Han, are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Han Qichen said casually.

He felt a stabbing pain coming from his elbow and back. He frowned and rubbed his hand.

Last night, the shocking scene appeared in front of Han Qichen, which made Han Qichen's heart start to pick up.

He never thought that such an accident would happen. If he hadn't blocked her in time and suffered some injuries, it's estimated that the woman's body wouldn't have fallen half to death.

She can't have a good or bad life if she hasn't had enough.

Assistant Jiang, who had been with Han Qichen for seven years, guessed his mind and asked tentatively, "President Han, do you need to send someone to the hospital?"

"No need." Han Qichen suddenly recovered and loosened his hand touching his elbow. His voice was not mixed with a trace of temperature: "she asked for it."

"Yes." Assistant Jiang nodded and retreated silently.

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It's still hot on a midsummer night.

Xue he managed to escape the eyes of the group of little nurses, ran out of the hospital and stood by the street waiting for his best friend.

She couldn't help wrapping up her Knitted Blouse and protecting her arms in her stomach.

This feeling is too unreal. Do you really have a little life in your stomach?

"Hehe!" A girl across the street waved hard. She hurried across the crosswalk, ran to Xue he, looked up and down carefully, "how about it? Why are you in the hospital? What the hell happened? Are you not hurt? "

Looking at Shu Dan, Xue he smiled helplessly, "you have a series of so many questions. Which one shall I answer you first?"

"First answer me if there's anything wrong with you!" Shu Dan looked anxious.

"Don't worry, it's all right."

"Hoo, it's okay. Do you know, you called me and told me that when I was in the hospital, my heart clicked. I thought something had happened to you! "

Xue he was speechless for a moment and fell down the stairs with pregnancy. It seems that it was really a big accident. Just looking at Shu Dan's nervous appearance, it's better to turn the big thing into a small one, "no, I just fell accidentally."

"That's good. Let's go. It's not easy to meet. I'll treat you to a big meal!"