Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"Can't you recharge your cell phone when it's dead? And why don't you go home after work and don't let the driver pick you up after work." Han Qichen's tone is full of dangerous breath, as if questioning why Xue he didn't go home after he left work.

Xue he originally stretched the double eyebrow suddenly tightly screwed together, the grievance in the heart is more intense than just now. She also has her own circle of friends and things to deal with. Why does Han feel that her work is just a joke from the beginning to the end.

She took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She can't be angry now. She can't be angry. Her emotions will affect the children in her stomach.

After touching his stomach, Xue he gradually calmed down.

He continued to patiently say, "I talked to people in the company about something, so I didn't go home."

"But I said, now you still have to give priority to the children in your stomach. What should you do if something goes wrong?"

A sad smile flashed across the corner of Xue he's mouth. His ultimate goal is only for the safety of the child. As long as the child is safe, her feelings are not in Han Qichen's consideration.

She grasped the corner of her dress, and the haze on her face was a little unpredictable.

"If there's nothing else, I'll hang up first." The bottom of his eyes is full of bitterness and astringency, and he opens his mouth slowly.

Han Qichen clenched his powerful fist, and his fierce eyes showed a strong chill.

There was a deep hiss in her throat. Did the woman have any conscience. Just called Xue he, she did not connect, he felt his heart was about to stop beating. When he got through the phone for the second time, there was still no one to answer. He wanted to go to her immediately, and he kept guessing what would happen to her.

"Are you really listening to me?" There was a trace of anger in his cold voice, and he bit his teeth. "From tomorrow on, you can't go to any studio without my permission. I'll inform aunt Cui and let her look at you."

Xue he suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue and panted slightly, "why do you do this? I have already explained to you that I'm fine, and you can't do this. You are not qualified to limit my personal freedom like this." Xue he almost roared out this sentence.

He can not care about his feelings, or he can not care about himself, but he can't do this to himself.

"If you really want to deal with the business of the studio, I will send someone to send you the relevant information. Recently, you have been working at home." Han Qichen casually opened his mouth, as if to say an unimportant thing.

Xue he looked gloomy. "I don't need it. I'll go to the studio tomorrow."

"You..."

Without waiting for Han Qichen to say something, Xue he just hung up the phone, and the conversation would only deepen the quarrel between them.

Han Qichen kicks a foot on the desk in boredom, his scarlet eyes have a burst of impulse, very good, she can easily stir up his anger.

Hang up the phone, Xue he covered his chest, gasping for breath, pale face, could not help staggering two times.

Aunt Cui quickly stroked her, "madam, what's wrong with you? Is it physical discomfort?"

Xue he waved his hand, "I'm fine, but I'm tired. I want to go back to my room and have a rest."

Xue he sat on the bed stupidly, legs bent knees and hugged himself.

Looking out of the window into the darkness, I lost my mind.

Thinking, I don't know when I began to lose consciousness.