Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Jiang assistant received Han Qichen's instruction, immediately let his hands down to find Xue he's whereabouts.

Then they searched the airport, the railway station and even the bus station all the information, and did not find Xue he's ticket purchase record.

"Mr. Han, what should I do now?" Assistant Jiang lowered his head and asked carefully. He really didn't want to get into the trouble now, but the disappearance of his wife was really a big deal.

Han Qichen did not speak, he looked at the distance, as if thinking about something.

After a long time, he slowly opened his mouth, his voice was a little hoarse, "you go to find out what happened after we finished drinking in the bar last night!"

Assistant Jiang listened to a Leng, eyes flash doubt, then nodded to leave.

Han Qichen recalled the events of these days carefully.

There's something wrong with Xue he. He discovered this problem very early. This and the recent mood has become very strange, she usually looks and usual is no different, but Han Qichen is able to feel that she has changed, she seems to have been in a kind of anxiety and sadness, do not know whether because of pregnancy, will become like this.

Han Qichen's original intention is to take him out to play and relax. This idea is good. Even before last night, everything was in a good direction. But this morning, the people who got up together disappeared. If something really happened, it must have been last night.

Assistant Jiang came back soon with a man around.

"Mu Ting?" Han Qichen looked at her strangely, then at assistant Jiang, "what's going on?"

"I'll tell you." Mu Ting opens her mouth and then sees assistant Jiang give her a look of gratitude.

"You were drunk at the bar yesterday, and I'll take you back! But Xue he seems to have misunderstood our relationship. I'll explain it to her, but... " Mu Ting rubbed her head and said, "I don't know if it's because of this that she left unhappily."

Assistant Jiang said that Xue he was missing. Mu Ting was very surprised. She felt that her words might have stimulated her. She could think about it. She felt that she had been stabbed just because of these words. Xue he's bearing capacity was too weak!

"What did you tell her?" Han Qichen looked at her coldly, his eyes were black.

Mu Ting looked at this indifference, faintly with angry eyes, scared to step back, "I I didn't say anything

She dare not say anything now, and she has no doubt that if she told the original conversation with Xue he last night, Han Qichen would kill her without hesitation.

Han Qichen's eyes like a knife, mercilessly gouged out her one eye, and then staring at assistant Jiang, "go find it for me! Don't come back if you can't find anyone! "

At this time, in a mountain area in the distance, Xue he was playing with the children with a smile on his face.

Not far away, Anzer looked at her with a smile.

After playing with the children for a long time, Xue he was a little tired. She gently wiped off the sweat on her forehead, drove the children back to the classroom, and then walked to Anze.

"Happy?" Anze looks at Xue he.

Xue he nodded, the smile on his face couldn't be restrained, "happy!" I haven't been so happy for a long time.

She left overnight last night. Originally, she took a taxi to the airport to buy a ticket. As a result, she happened to see Anze, who came to meet people at the airport.

In a few words, Anze found the loophole in Xue he's words, knew that she was running out secretly, so he took her away without asking anything.

This is a poor mountain primary school, which is also a primary school funded by Anze. I heard her say that she wanted to relax, so I took her here.

It has to be said that this place is really in the heart of Xue he.

Beautiful natural scenery, simple folk customs, as well as lovely children, so I think my soul has been cultivated here.

"It's been a long time. Aren't you ready to tell me what happened?" He looked at her with a faint smile.

Anze is a typical gentle childe, his every move and smile makes people feel very polite, as if in the general warmth of spring breeze.