Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

I've been with the president for so long. It's the first time I've seen him drink like this.

Looking at the empty wine bottles piled on the table like a mountain, he couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

After drinking so much wine, it's strange if you're not drunk.

"President, wake up. I'll pick you up."

Han Qichen slowly opened his eyes, and the light in his eyes was in a trance.

He pulled away assistant Jiang's hand. "Don't touch me, I can go."

Assistant Jiang stepped back two steps and protected Han Qichen carefully at a distance of less than half a meter.

If something happens, he can't afford it.

Finally, Han Qichen was placed in the car. Assistant Jiang wiped the sweat on his forehead and took a deep breath with his hands on his hips.

What on earth stimulated the president to drink so much wine.

Is it because madam, without much thought, it should be eight, nine and ten.

Assistant Jiang carefully buckled his seat belt, "president, I'll take you home now."

"Don't go back." Han Qichen's firm opening was full of a tone that could not be questioned.

"Where are you going if you don't go home, or take you to the hotel."

He has checked these two days. The two villas under Han Qichen's name have been transferred to Han's mother's name, so now he has nowhere to go except Han's mansion.

Thinking of this, assistant Jiang sighed slightly. In fact, their president was also very poor.

It's terrible to have such a strong and domineering mother.

Han Qichen narrowed his eyes slightly and said slightly drunk, "don't go to the hotel."

Assistant Jiang's face was tangled. "If you don't go back to the mansion or go to the hotel, where are you going?" The president doesn't want to drive him like this all night.

It's no good. He doesn't have to wait until tomorrow night. He will die suddenly on the road in the middle of the night.

"President, are you thinking about where you want to go?" Assistant Jiang asked in a low voice.

Han Qichen frowned and put his hand out of the window.

Assistant Jiang was scared and quickly pulled him back. "President, it's too dangerous."

Assistant Jiang looks at Han Qichen with his spare light from time to time. He doesn't know whether their president is drunk or not.

"Xue he..."

"What?" Assistant Jiang turned back in an instant, "president, I didn't hear what you just said."

"I want to see Xue he." He narrowed his eyes and looked drunk. That's right.

"You want to see your wife now." Assistant Jiang reconfirmed in disbelief.

"Yes."

Assistant Jiang drove the car to an intersection in front and quickly turned around the front.

No wonder the president asked him to investigate where his wife lives two days ago. He had already made plans.

The car was driving fast. He was inexplicably excited when he thought that he could go home and have a good sleep after a while.

......

"The third floor, 302, right." Assistant Jiang raised his head and whispered.

Han Qichen collapsed on assistant Jiang like a pool of mud, without any strength.

Assistant Jiang finally climbed the stairs with difficulty, bent over and gasped heavily.

He knocked at the door hurriedly, "come on, open the door, open the door."

After a minute, the door was opened and Xue he poked his head out of it.

"Assistant Jiang, why are you here?"

Assistant Jiang wiped the sweat on his face. "Madam, don't say it first. Let me go in first."

At this moment, Xue Hecai completely saw that the man behind assistant Chu Jiang was Han Qichen.

"What's the matter with him?"

"Madam, you'd better let me in first." Assistant Jiang looked wronged and was about to collapse. I'm afraid his arm would be useless after he stood here for a while.

Xue he hesitated for two seconds and hurriedly opened the door.

"Be careful."

Assistant Jiang gently put Han Qichen on the sofa, and the expression on his face was indescribable.

Xue he took a glass of water and handed it to assistant Jiang. "Sit down and have a rest first."

"Thank you, madam." At this time, he had a feeling of suddenly coming back to life.

Xue he lowered his head for a while, "assistant Jiang, don't call me my wife in the future. Just call my name."

Assistant Jiang nervously put down the water cup in his hand, "how can that work?"

"What's wrong with that?" She raised her eyes and looked at Han Qichen on the sofa. "We are divorced now, so you don't have to call me that because you care about him. We have nothing to do."

"Madam..."

"By the way, how did you know I lived here?"

Before assistant Jiang finished, Xue he directly interrupted him. Even if she didn't listen, she could imagine what assistant Jiang would say next.

"Just now, the bar suddenly called me and said that the president was drunk, so I brought him here." Assistant Jiang gave a detailed report.

Her eyes turned a little deeper. She rarely saw Han Qichen drunk like this. It should be said that I have never seen him. He has always had a good amount of wine, and his intestines and stomach are not very good, so he has always controlled wine.