Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

She plans to return the money to Han Qichen this evening and then leave the Han family mansion.

As soon as she went back, she rushed upstairs to Han Qichen's study and knocked on the door. There was no sound inside. Xue he looked up at the wall clock, this time he should be back.

Without finding Han Qichen, she went downstairs to the living room to wait. The bank card she held tightly in her hand was already sweating.

As soon as she sat down, she saw Anqian just came back from outside, and it was not difficult to think where she had gone today when she saw her carrying large and small bags of things.

Xue he just lightly looked at one eye and then took back his own line of sight, and an Qian also faintly glanced at Xue he.

She put down the things in her hands and called out to the room, "Xiao Ke, Xiao Ke, come and help me carry things."

The voice just falls, see small can rush out in a hurry, "miss an, what's the matter?"

An Qian eyes soft smile, "Xiao can, please help me to carry these things to my room."

Xiaoke takes a look at the shopping bags piled like "a mountain" behind Anqian, and can't help but take a breath. "Miss ANN, do you want me to move all this stuff in?"

"Yes, please, Xiao Ke." She turned around and left, leaving only Xiaoke in a daze. Looking at the pile of things, she couldn't help swallowing her saliva. When can she finish moving so many things.

Xue He Mou color is cold, she knows that an Qian is because of her own reason to deliberately embarrass Xiaoke.

"Xiao Ke, I'll help you." Xue he walked in silence.

Just now she just ran downstairs, did not see Xue he even here, "Miss Xue, when did you come back."

"Just now, I'll help you with so many things."

Xiaoke deeply sighed, "no, Miss Xue. If miss an sees you help me later, she may think of some way to torture me."

The wave light in Xue he's eyes flickered, "did she often bully you like this before?" She knows that there are male servants in the family. It's OK to inform the male servants of such heavy work. However, she is small and has little strength. To let her do these things is to embarrass her. If you want to say less things, there are a lot of things in big bags, small bags, bottles and jars. She didn't sell anything here. She obviously moved half of the shopping mall back home.

"No, no, Miss Xue. You don't have to worry about me. Go upstairs and have a rest. I can finish moving these things in a minute."

She took a breath and slowly vomited out. Her long eyelashes fell down slowly. She did not continue to insist on helping Xiaoke, because after today, she might be leaving. Maybe she went to find an Qian to argue for Xiaoke, but when she left, she could leave, but Xiaoke's life would continue.

Therefore, maintaining the status quo is the best result. After a long time, an Qian will forget herself and will not treat Xiaoke like she is now.

Approaching 12 o'clock, Xue he just heard the voice coming from downstairs. She hesitated for a moment, picked up the bank card and went downstairs.

"Mr. Han, would you like me to go to the kitchen and heat up your meal for you?" An Qian took Han Qichen's coat and patted it on her arm.

Han Qichen pinched his eyebrows, mixed with some bright red blood, "no, you go to rest."

Seeing this scene, Xue he suddenly froze in place. They are the people who should be together most, and for Han Qichen, they are just the past tense.

Her eyes pressing gaze at Han Qichen, lips soft and wilting red, "can we talk alone?"

Han Qichen's deep eyes on Xue he's line of sight, coldly opened his mouth, "go to the study."

At the moment, the evil in an Qian's eyes has reached the extreme.

"Mr. Han, I..."

"you go back to your room and have a rest." He gave an expressionless glance at an Qian, unable to see any emotion.

Many times this seemingly casual conversation, he instinctively biased towards Xue he.