Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Han Qichen made a "clucking" sound between his fingers, which seemed to be the sound of something broken.

A tangled expression appeared on the bodyguard's face and closed the rear door slowly.

When Xue he was sitting in the front co driver's seat, the driver on the side couldn't help fighting a cold war, because he could clearly feel the eyes of Han Qichen trying to kill people through the mirror.

"Madame, it may be inconvenient for you to sit in the front, or you'd better go to the back."

"There's nothing inconvenient. Drive."

The driver swallowed his saliva. He had been driving for ten years, but the movements on his hands suddenly became not clear.

It took several times to start the car's engine.

Along the way, no one in the car spoke.

In such an atmosphere, people have a feeling of suffocation.

Xue he was also unable to breathe.

From Han Qichen came to the present, he almost did not say a complete word, even did not look at himself, do not know that he did not come to pick up their own.

"Master, open the window for me."

The driver was stunned and opened the window.

"Close it."

Just opened not for a while, Han Qichen's cold voice slowly sounded, with a trace of tone that can not be refused.

Xue he couldn't help rolling a little white eyes. This man has the ability to anger people to death.

The driver has a subconscious look at Xue he.

This is the matter between them. There is no need to involve other people. "Close it."

He should be glad that Xue he has a good temper. If he had been a unreasonable woman, he would have been quarrelling with Han Qichen.

However, after careful consideration, it seems that few people dare to quarrel with their president.

"If you're hot, madam, or I'll turn on the air conditioner for you." Seeing that Xue he kept fanning with his hand, the driver thought Xue he was too hot.

Xue he shakes his head, she is not hot, just feel in the heart suffocate, "no, thank you."

Hum, a cold voice came from behind. She did not want to show weakness through the mirror rolled a small white eye.

All the way back to the villa, aunt Cui saw the situation immediately met up.

Since Han Qichen left, she has been waiting at the door, worried about what happened.

Seeing Xue he coming back safely, she was relieved.

"Ma'am, you're back. You're worried about me." Aunt Cui gripped Xue he's wrist excitedly, and her voice trembled faintly.

Looking at the age of aunt Cui is so old, but also for their own fear, Xue he heart suddenly sour up, this family to her best person is aunt Cui, "sorry, aunt Cui, let you worry."

"It's OK, it's OK. It's OK to come back safely."

"Aunt Cui, go and prepare dinner." Han Qichen passed Xue he's side.

Xue he's right eyelid kept beating, vaguely felt that Han Qichen would not let go of himself so easily.

The calmer it is now, the more violent the storm will be.

Xue he bypasses Han Qichen's sight and returns to his room.

At the moment when she was about to close the door, Han Qichen's hand suddenly touched the door.

Xue he couldn't help but shiver, staring at Han Qichen.