Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Xue he suddenly took back his thoughts and looked at Zhao Jianguo. He vomited blood. The whole person seemed to die at any time.

Han Qichen looked around coldly and picked up a stool.

Zhao Jianguo directly knelt down on the ground and begged for mercy, "I'm sorry, Mr. Han, I'm really wrong. It's my fault that I have eyes and don't know Mount Tai." He cried and slapped himself.

"Enough, stop fighting."

At the critical moment, Xue he immediately stood up to stop.

If it goes on, I'm afraid Zhao Jianguo will really die.

If Zhao Jianguo was granted amnesty, he kowtowed several times to Xue he.

"Thank you, Miss Xue. Thank you, Miss Xue."

She didn't know whether Han Qichen was helping himself or taking revenge on himself. He felt that if Zhao Jianguo really died, would he feel better.

After all, he did not pose any threat to himself. This punishment is enough for him.

There was no sound in the quiet private room, as if it implied something.

She repressed the fear that had not subsided in her heart and said in a trembling voice, "you go. I hope I won't see you again in the future."

Zhao Jianguo nodded and walked out of the private room.

Even today, she hasn't seen this man for four days.

Although she had never seen him, he never seemed to disappear from her life. All kinds of photos of him and Gu qian can be seen everywhere, whether on TV or in the newspaper.

At that time, she really thought they might be like this and never see each other again.

She never thought that Han Qichen would appear in front of her again in this way today.

She staggered to Han Qichen, took off her coat and handed it to him, "thank you." The very common three words also completely widened the distance between them.

If the relationship is really close, how can you use the word "thank you".

Han Qichen's deep eyes looked straight at her, and his hands were neatly put in his pockets. He didn't mean to take the clothes.

Xue he was stunned, and there was a mist in front of him.

She took a deep breath and looked at assistant Jiang. "Assistant Jiang, please help your boss take it."

Assistant Jiang subconsciously looked at Han Qichen and was very tangled in his heart. Should he take this dress or not? If he takes it, will the president curse again, but if he doesn't take it, won't his wife hold it all the time.

He continued to glance at Han Qichen with his remaining light. Seeing that he had no performance, he hesitated to reach out and take the suit.

Xue he nodded and smiled, then took a step aside to leave.

Now this is the best arrangement between them.

"Isn't there anything else you want to tell me except thank you?" His cold voice suddenly sounded.

Assistant Jiang couldn't help shaking his hand when he took over the suit.

The mist in her eyes was more dignified and her voice trembled. "I don't know what else president Han wants me to do or say."

Han Qichen's eyebrows were cold, "you all go out."

Assistant Jiang nodded immediately. He had long hoped that Han Qichen would say so so so as not to hurt the innocent later.

But Shu Dan stood still and grasped Xue he's wrist“ Hehe. "

Xue he nodded slowly at her, "go out and call Chu Han and let her pick you up."

"What about you?"

She comforted and patted Shudan on the shoulder, "don't worry, I'm fine."

Shu Dan bit his lip. "No, I'll wait for you outside. If there's anything, just call me. I'll wait outside."

Xue he whispered, "OK."

In an instant, the private room was quiet.

It was as quiet as if they were the only two people left in the world.

Han Qichen's cold eyes deeply coagulated Xue he, "why let him go? Doesn't he deserve to die?"

Xue he raised his eyes to Han Qichen's eyes. How can he understand? Human life looks so worthless in his eyes. He can directly end a person's life with a wave of his big hand.

After Zhao Jianguo died, did he want to pay for his life with him.

"In your eyes, human life is so worthless."

"He is damned."

"There is no right or wrong. You can't decide his life and death."

Han Qichen's fist was "clucking" and "what does that mean?"

Xue he's hand tightly grasped the hem, "that's what you heard."

Han Qichen's cold eyes trembled for a moment, held Xue he's wrist tightly, and a sarcastic smile arose from the corners of his mouth. "It seems that I didn't do a good deed today, but destroyed Miss Xue's good deed."

Xue he frowned slightly.

"In fact, you volunteered everything just now. If not, why did the whole private room run out of people, but you were the only one left." His cold eyes were full of sarcasm.