Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

She can imagine Han Qichen's furious appearance now, but who let him bully himself so much before and always pay back what he owes others.

When Xue he suddenly released his hand, Xu Zhouxing felt that the filled heart was empty again, and his eyes couldn't help looking lost.

"It's all right."

Xue he waved his hand, but he felt guilty“ Go back quickly. "

"I'd better take you back."

"No, aunt Cui just sent me a message. She said she had asked the driver to come. She should be arriving soon."

Xu Zhouxing still looked uneasily, "then I'll wait here with you for a while."

Xue he reluctantly tilted his mouth. She is not a three-year-old child and nothing will happen.

She looked at the time. Aunt Cui just said that the driver had left for more than half an hour. Now it should be almost there.

Xu Zhouxing gently shook his fist and touched his lips. He coughed twice, "you and President Han... You..."

Xue he suddenly recovered, "what's the matter with us?"

Xu Zhou Xingmeng shook his head. He wanted to ask how their current relationship was, but he didn't want to be too obvious. "Just ask casually. I think you seem very strange."

Xue he lowered his eyes and sighed. Now they are more than strangers. Only now did she gradually understand that she and Han Qichen were like two parallel lines that would never be connected together.

Even if they are together for some reason, they will eventually be separated.

"Between us... Maybe it was a mistake at the beginning." Xue he whispered in a voice that only she could hear.

"What did you say just now?" Xu Zhouxing tightened his eyebrows.

"Nothing."

Just at this time, a black car slowly stopped in front of Xue he.

"Then I'll go first. Be careful yourself." Xue he waved and got into the car.

Xu Zhouxing stared deeply at the direction Xue he left and sighed slightly.

After returning to the villa, Xue he returned to her room exhausted. She felt that tonight was more tired than she had worked for a week.

Covered with a quilt, Xue he slowly closed his eyes.

Just after being quiet for two minutes, she heard aunt Cui calling.

It must be Han Qichen calling aunt Cui again. Don't think about it. Xue he thinks she will be paranoid if she goes on like this.

No matter at any time, she always felt a pair of eyes staring at herself.

Xue he was absorbed in his thoughts when the door was pushed open with a "squeak".

Aunt Cui came in with a cup of hot milk.

"Madam, I just warmed a glass of milk for you. Get up and drink the milk before you sleep."

Xue he hesitated to get out of the quilt, "aunt Cui, can you not drink." She blinked her big, watery eyes.

"No, madam. You have drunk so much wine today. A glass of milk is good for your stomach."

Xue he skimmed his mouth and reluctantly took the milk. She had drunk a lot of water at the party today. Now she wants to drink again. She is worried that she will spit out.

Under the surveillance of aunt Cui, Xue he drank up the milk in the cup. There was a sudden flash of light in my brain, and I suddenly felt as if something was wrong.

Just now, aunt Cui said she drank too much wine tonight, but aunt Cui didn't go to the banquet with herself. How did she know she drank a lot of wine.

She raised her arm and sniffed herself. She didn't smell alcohol except the smell of perfume.

"Aunt Cui, how do you know I drank a lot of wine today." Xue Hewei narrowed his eyes and looked at Aunt Cui carefully.

Aunt Cui's eyes suddenly darkened, unnaturally don't turn your head, "I... I guess my wife is going to the party today, so she has to drink."

Xue he nodded suspiciously. Aunt Cui had said so, and she wasn't asking anything.