Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"I'm sorry, Mr. Han, Miss Zhang. She has to force her way in. I'm..."

Before assistant Jiang finished his words, he saw Han Qichen waving his hand.

Assistant Jiang stopped in time, nodded respectfully, turned to close the door and left the office.

"Mr. Han, would you like a glass of red wine?" Zhang Meng, holding a goblet, walked towards Han Qichen with enchanting posture. He put his hand on Han Qichen's shoulder, intentionally * * "I haven't seen you for a day. I'm so anxious to see me."

Han Qichen turns to look at Zhang Meng and takes over the goblet in her hand.

I don't know why, standing beside Han Qichen, she always felt a chill around her. Especially when he was just looking at himself, it seemed that he wanted to cut himself into pieces.

Only listen to the "pa" sound, porcelain cracking sound, the office atmosphere condensation.

"Han, Mr. Han, you..."

Han Qichen rose slowly. Her tall and burly figure approached Zhang Meng, and her black figure shrouded her. Her strong sense of oppression made her gasp.

"Get out of r city." Han Qichen's insidious eyes swept her coldly, enunciated words like ice and warned, "otherwise, you know the consequences."

Zhang Meng shuddered and ran away in a hurry.

Assistant Jiang knocked on the door and came in. Seeing a mess on the ground, he worried and asked, "Mr. Han, are you ok?"

"I'm fine." Han Qichen said casually.

He felt a sharp pain coming from his elbow and back. He frowned and kneaded.

Han Qi was shocked by the scene last night.

He did not expect such an accident. If he had not suffered part of the injury under her body in time, it was estimated that the woman's body would not have fallen to death.

I haven't played enough, she can't have a good or bad.

Assistant Jiang, who had been with Han Qichen for seven years, guessed his thoughts and asked, "Mr. Han, do you need to send someone to the hospital?"

"No need." Han Qichen suddenly regained his consciousness and released his hand touching the elbow. His voice did not mix with a trace of temperature: "this is what she asked for."

"Yes." Assistant Jiang nodded and retreated in silence.

……

It was still hot in the middle of summer.

Xue he managed to escape the eyes of the small nurses and ran out of the hospital. He stood by the street waiting for his best friend.

She couldn't help but wrap up her knitting shirt and put her arms in her stomach.

This kind of feeling is too unreal, oneself abdomen, really had a small life?

"He he!" On the other side of the road, a girl waved her hand. She quickly crossed the crosswalk and ran to Xue he. She looked up and down carefully? How could you be in the hospital? What happened? You're not hurt, are you? "

Looking at Shu Dan Xue he helpless smile, "you a series of so many questions, I first answer you which one?"

"First answer me if you have anything on earth!" Shudan looked anxious.

"Don't worry. It's OK."

"Whew, it's OK. Do you know that when you called to tell me that I was in the hospital, my heart was pounding, and I thought you had an accident

Xue he was speechless for a moment, and fell down the stairs with pregnancy. It seemed that it was no small accident. Just looking at the tense look of Shudan, or turn the big thing into a small one, "no, I just accidentally fell."

"That's good. Let's go. We'll have a good time. I'll treat you to a big meal."