Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Xue Fu also sighed heavily, "even so, you can't cry in front of your daughter. If she sees you cry, she doesn't know how to be sad."

From beginning to end, Han Qichen stood by without saying a word. The hatred in his heart became stronger. He hated not only Xue but also himself. He hated why he failed to protect Xue he and the child in her stomach.

Aunt Cui, who was taking care of Xue he inside, caught a glimpse of the three people standing outside the door.

Aunt Cui went out of the ward and opened her mouth. "Sir, Mr. Xue, Mrs. Xue, why are you all here?"

Han Qichen showed a cold look on his handsome face, "is she all right today?"

Aunt Cui subconsciously glanced at Xue's father and mother.

"Just say it. There are no outsiders here." As if he saw aunt Cui's worry, Han Qichen took the initiative to speak.

Aunt Cui shook her head. "I don't know whether to say good or not. Every day, Mrs. Shu will eat the food on time, but she doesn't eat much every time. That day, Miss Shu also came to see her. Although she seems very happy, she was stunned that she didn't say a word to miss Shu. From beginning to end, Miss Shu was talking about it alone, and the wife was listening. "

Han Qichen's originally stretched eyebrows gradually screwed together after hearing aunt Cui's words. Since the abortion, Xue he seems not interested in anything.

He was really worried that Xue he would lose interest in life if he went on like this.

As soon as aunt Cui said so, Xue's mother simply cried even more.

Father Xue scolded unhappily, "look at you. Don't cry. You'll have to go in to see your daughter later."

After a while, Xue's mother forced herself to stop her tears, but she couldn't even squeeze out a smile on her face.

Aunt Cui and Han Qichen waited at the door. They wanted to leave some separate space for their family of three. Maybe after seeing his parents, Xue he's in a better mood.

Xue he was still with her back to the door. Her eyes were full of hope. She sat on the couch on the balcony and looked downstairs.

Aunt Cui told Han Qichen that Xue he often looked downstairs. When he knew it, he specially ordered someone to move this recliner.

From that day on, Xue he stayed on the balcony most of the time every day.

Even when he heard the sound of pushing the door, Xue he still didn't respond.

Her cold attitude made Xue's mother unwilling to accept. When did her lively and lovely daughter become like this.

"Xiaohe, mom came to see you."

After a few seconds, Xue he slowly turned his head. The sadness she had been trying to endure and the grievances in her heart seemed to burst out at the moment she saw Xue's mother.

Xue's mother rushed forward excitedly and held Xue he tightly in her arms.

At this time, perhaps only mother's love and comfort can make her broken heart feel a little warm.

Xue Heben thought her tears had dried up these days and didn't want to cry. But at the moment of seeing Xue's mother, her tears still flowed down and poured out fiercely along her long eyelashes.

Aunt Cui couldn't help sighing, "it's more ugly to see my wife laugh than cry these days. It's a good thing to be released today."

Han Qichen habitually put his hands in his pockets and looked at Xue he with more and more profound eyes. He made her cry like this because he had made her suffer many grievances.