Mr.Han's Pregnant Naughty Wife

Although he had a smile on his mouth, he looked very sad and ugly than crying.

Xue he's face was cold and hot. A tear flowed slowly from the corner of his eyes and his arm trembled gently.

The heart is aching, like countless ants crawling around and gnawing hard.

"Why did you do that?" She poured out feebly.

At the moment, she couldn't say anything to blame. She just wanted a reason, a reason why she couldn't see her father one last time.

Han Qichen's tall and straight body shook slightly, his deep eyes stared at Xue he's delicate figure, and his eyes were mixed with extremely complex eyes.

His dry throat seemed to be choked by something. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't make any sound.

He stared at Xue he for a long time, and a sharp and handsome face flashed a trace of helplessness.

"If you want to hate me, hate it. I have nothing to say." His white fingertips fell into his palm, but now he can't feel any pain.

If it can alleviate some pain in Xue he's heart, he is willing to pay any price.

Xue he was pale and glanced at Han Qichen coldly. His cold eyes seemed to be looking at a stranger.

Her long eyelashes drooped slowly, and it took a long time before she suddenly opened her mouth.

"If I hate you, will my father live. Hate you, everything can be regarded as never happened. " She almost lost all her strength recently and roared desperately.

Xue he tilted his face and didn't look at Han Qichen. His heart hurt like a drop of blood. She almost forgot to breathe.

Han Qichen frowned slowly, frowning deeper and deeper, and his eyelids kept beating twice, with a strong bad hunch.

He breathed softly and slowly approached Xue he.

But as soon as he approached, Xue he immediately stepped back. She looked at him warily, and her strange eyes seemed to be completely different.

"Don't come near me." She shook her head slowly and bit her lower lip tightly.

As soon as she saw him now, she would think of her father.

Could she have been with her father to take good care of him? Even if his illness could not be cured, she could still accompany him through the last section of the road.

She staggered back two steps, and her hands on both sides suddenly clenched her fists, which were not as tight as they looked.

But now... She didn't even see his last face.

Han Qichen's hand suddenly froze in mid air. His heart was stimulated bit by bit. His eyes suddenly stagnated and suddenly stopped.

"OK, I'll stand here and don't move, I don't move."

A confused voice buzzed in Xue he's head. She covered her forehead in pain. Even if she didn't want to face all this, she still had to face it in the end.

She took a deep breath as if she had made some big decision.

Her clear eyes twinkled, her eyes stared at Han Qichen coldly, and her weak voice sounded slowly.

"I don't know why you hate me so much. Before, I always thought that as long as I worked hard, you would make a difference to me. " A pale smile came up from the corner of her mouth, "but now I find that whatever I do is futile."

Han Qichen had a burning pain in her deep eyes. When did she begin to have such a misunderstanding about herself? Why did she think she hated her.

Han Qichen's eyes were already scarlet.

His deep eyes stared at her face tightly, and his low voice sounded slowly, "things are not what you think..."

"Stop talking."

Before Han Qichen finished, Xue he directly interrupted him. She tightly covered her ears and looked hesitantly at Han Qichen.

"No matter how much you hated me before, or how much you hated me..." she took a deep breath and then said“ Now, there is no relationship between us. I should have paid off what I owe you. If you think it's not enough, or... I'll give you my life. "