Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

"As you said, I am a mercenary businessman. Your goal has been achieved, but I haven't yet. " Han Qichen's tone was quiet. They were so close that they could even feel each other's breath.

But it was such a close distance that Xue he felt an unprecedented stranger.

It was the first time she heard such words from his mouth. Looking at his eyes that didn't have half feelings, it was like an arrow in her heart.

The last eye full of this warning flashed from Xue he. Han Qichen threw away his hand in disgust and turned upstairs.

She stared at Han Qichen's back, generous and heartless.

For a moment, Xue he only felt so cold.

Sitting alone in the living room, she looked at the huge living room at a loss. The place that should have been so familiar was as cold as hell.

That sense of loneliness and helplessness enveloped her and occupied all her hopes. I thought that even a piece of iron would be covered with heat for such a long time, but Han Qichen was still indifferent. Is it true that he is so unbearable in his heart

A stream of bitterness surged into my heart, and the tears already in my eyes could no longer help but burst into tears.

"Madam." Aunt Cui's voice came from behind. Xue he quickly sorted out his emotions and wiped away his tears.

Aunt Cui brought a pot of hot water. She poured the water into the cup and handed it to Xue he.

"Aunt Cui, thank you." Xue he took the water cup. In this cold room, only aunt Cui can relax her mood a little.

"You're welcome. Sir ordered it." Aunt Cui smiled and spoke kindly.

"Qichen?" Xue he stared and asked suspiciously. Some people can't believe their ears. He clearly hates himself. How can he care about himself?

"Yes, sir, he told me as soon as he came in." Aunt Cui said, glancing at Xue he's hand on her abdomen, smiled and said, "it seems that madam is really uncomfortable. She has been covering her stomach all the time. Why don't I go and cook some brown sugar water. "

"Huh? Oh, no, I'm fine. Aunt Cui, go and be busy. " Xue he suddenly regained consciousness and quickly waved his hand. If it hadn't been for Aunt Cui's reminder, Xue he didn't notice that he was too nervous, so he couldn't help protecting his stomach all the time.

At the moment, holding a hot water cup in his hand, a trace of warmth flowed in Xue he's heart.

It seems that Han Qichen still cares about himself. He thinks these days are his uncomfortable days, so he will let aunt Cui burn hot water for himself? But if so, why did he say that and act so cold

"OK, then I'll prepare coffee for my husband."

"No, aunt Cui. I'll just come. " Xue he quickly called aunt Cui and got up to speak.

Xue he came to the kitchen and cooked the coffee skillfully. She knows Han Qichen's taste and even some subtle living habits. Making coffee was a familiar thing for her.

Xue he stood in front of Han Qichen's study with a plate in his hand. She took a deep breath, quickly adjusted her mood and knocked at the door.

"Come in." A low, magnetic voice came from inside.

Xue he opened the door and looked at Han Qichen sitting at his desk.

Han Qichen frowned and said something unexpected, "how is it you?"