Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

She wanted to be able to blackmail a pen, this look at the success, did not expect to kill a Cheng Yaojin on the way.

The woman waved her hand casually, "forget it, today is my bad luck, don't let me meet you next time."

People around see the "protagonist" have left, also have scattered.

Xue he suddenly realized something important and pushed Han Qichen aside.

Her small face was pale, and her slender figure looked very weak.

Han Qichen, with a funny smile, walked over coldly, bent over and gazed at Xue he's small face. "I helped you so much just now. Shouldn't you say thank you to me?"

Xue he eyes flash, staring at him. After a long time, she suddenly realized that something was wrong. She quickly took back her sight. "I will pay you back that 500 yuan."

Pale lips continue to arouse a smile, hands habitually inserted into the pocket, from the side of Xue he straight past.

She knew what he was saying, but she was always trying to get off the subject.

Xue he took a cold breath. Her heart was pulled by something inexplicably. She turned to look at the direction Han Qichen left, but her sight fell on his right hand wrapped in gauze.

Han family mansion.

The lamp in the living room is still on. Anqian is still sitting on the sofa.

Han Qichen pushed open the door fiercely, and his steps were a little staggering.

"Mr. Han, you are back." She frowned tightly. "Mr. Han, you are injured. What's the matter?"

"Why are you still here?" He frowned. He had promised her to stay here for the night, but he had not promised to let her stay here all the time.

An Qian slowly stretched out his hand and was about to touch Han Qichen, but he hid it.

An Qian's eyes twinkled for a moment, and awkwardly retracted her hand. "I think you went out early in the morning and didn't even have breakfast. I call you and no one answers, I am not at ease, so I want to wait for you to come back here. "

Han Qichen's face was tense and he rubbed the position of his temple in displeasure.

"By the way, you must not have eaten yet. I'll go to the kitchen and prepare something for you."

"An Qian." In fact, you don't have to go around me every day. You can have your own life, you can make friends you like, and you don't have to stay in Han's house every day and don't go anywhere

An Qian's eyes flashed a glimmer of light, vaguely moved, "Mr. Han, I don't know what I can do in addition to taking it with you." As she said, the tears in her eyes were about to come down. She hugged Han Qichen, "I beg you not to hate me, even if you just let me stay here and do whatever you like."

Han Qichen's deep eyes flashed a hesitation. He tightly pursed his lips and said nothing.

"Well, if you want to stay here all the time, stay here all the time. No one will drive you away, and no one will hate you. "

Comforting an Qian to sleep, Han Qichen went back to his study alone,

most of the wine bottles on the table were empty, and the air was filled with a faint smell of alcohol.

He wants to find a doctor to cure an Qian. Only when she is well, he won't have so much guilt in his heart.

Looking at the darkness outside the window, he suddenly fell into meditation...

today is the day when Xue he is discharged from hospital. Xue Ke came to help Xue he pack his things in the early morning.

"Sister, in fact, you don't have to come to pick me up. I can take a taxi and go back by myself."

"What are you talking about? Why don't I come to pick you up when you're discharged from hospital?" Xue Ke narrowed his eyes and put down the things in his hand, "he he, I want to tell you something."

Xue he's face appeared a trace of doubt, "what's the matter?"

"That's when I came home from the hospital that night, and I met those loaners on the way."