Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Xue he breathed a sigh of relief, but looking at Han Qichen's back when he left, his heart suddenly became empty again.

Isn't that what he wants to see when he leaves here? Why is he sad now.

"I found out." Shu Dan put his hands around his chest and his eyes shone as if he were examining the prisoner.

Xue he looked down at Shu Dan with a blank face. "Is there anything on my face? Why are you looking at me like this?"

Shu Dan shook his head slightly. "There's something on his neck, not on his face."

Xue he was stunned for two seconds and then suddenly thought of something. He quickly pulled the collar of his clothes.

Shu Dan sighed, "don't cover it up, I've seen it."

She pressed Xue he's shoulder and her face was more serious than ever. "He he, I'm seriously asking you now. You must answer me honestly."

Xue he nodded.

"I know you still like Han Qichen, right? And you don't hate him as much as you say, do you?"

A complicated emotion flashed in Xue he's eyes. She neither admitted nor denied it.

But in Shu Dan's opinion, she has not denied it is the best answer.

"In that case, make up. If you feel bad, follow your heart. No matter what decision you make, I will stand by your side and support you. "

Shu Dan's words really made Xue he feel so excited, but she was quickly replaced by reason.

The facts told her that she could not do so.

"Dandan, some have passed, that's the past, don't say any more."

"Hehe, you just give yourself a chance and..."

"Stop talking." Xue he turned around and didn't want to listen.

It was not easy for her to be a little firm, and she didn't want to shake the heart that was hard to stabilize.

Shu Dan curled her lips and frowned slightly. She had said everything that should be said. As for the rest, she had to rely on herself.

When will Xue he really see his heart? Maybe she can understand it completely.

......

The atmosphere in the car has been extremely low, and everyone has their own thoughts.

"Qichen, have you decided to invite someone to your wedding with Qianqian?" Han's mother suddenly lied.

Her words undoubtedly made the atmosphere in the car more embarrassing.

He gently pointed his fingers and smiled helplessly.

"Are you listening to me?" Han's mother was quite unhappy.

"This wedding is your decision, so you has the final say," he said. He paused for two seconds and then said, "stop."

Without giving Han's mother a chance to breathe, she got out of the car.

Han's mother is almost crazy.

"You come back to me, do you hear me?"

Han Qichen lifted his eyebrows indifferently and automatically shielded the shouting behind him.

"Don't be angry, aunt. I think Qichen may just want to go out for a stroll. He will definitely come back at the party."

Gu Qian calmly persuaded Han's mother, but actually her own heart had been in a mess.

She obviously felt Han Qichen's attitude towards himself today. It's difficult that he has remembered something.

......

On autumn nights, the wind is always biting.

There was a little coldness in the piercing.

Pedestrians on the road, whether walking or driving, try to speed up.

Aimless and slow-moving Han Qichen looked extremely dazzling.

In addition to the Han family mansion, he still has a home, a home of his own, but he can't remember at all.

He patted his head irritably, but he still couldn't remember anything.

Han Qichen kept walking along the road.

The women on the road looked at him more from time to time.

At night, a man in such an English suit walked by the roadside, not to mention a woman. Even a man could not help but look at him.

I don't know how long he walked, he suddenly stopped at the door of a bar.

Looking up, I always feel familiar here.

In order to avoid unnecessary interruptions, Han Qichen specially chose an inconspicuous corner to sit down.

But even so, there are still women who keep talking to him.

At this time, the woman with curly hair walked over. She pulled her hair from time to time and showed a charming smile on her face.

"Sir, why are you drinking here alone? Do you want me to accompany you?"

As she spoke, she raised her arm and put it on Han Qichen's shoulder.

"Ouch."

But when she was still half a meter away, Han Qichen pushed her away.

He looked up and drank a full glass of wine. The cold at the bottom of his eyes seemed to freeze people in an instant??? Go away. "

Now, he doesn't want to contact anyone except Xue he.

Even if he touches it a little, he will feel "dirty".

The woman's bright red lips curved an unhappy arc, and she still kept close to Han Qichen a little distance.

"Sir, are you in a bad mood... Still lovelorn." The latter sentence was obviously casually said by her. How could a man like him be lovelorn.