Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

"Xue he, I haven't told you for a long time. Are you particularly curious about how your aunt knows you live here?"

Xue Heyang from a face full of tears, the expression seems to ask Gu Qian why.

Gu Qian's smile is meaningful, "because this villa is selected by Qi Chen and I together."

"Bang" for a moment, Xue he's head inside as if exploded.

"What do you say?" Xue he tightened his brow.

"I have said it all." Gu Qian intentionally left Xue he a space for reverie.

This villa was chosen by Gu Qian and Han Qichen together. What does this mean.

It's impossible. It's absolutely impossible.

If what Gu Qian said is not true, then how does she know that she lives in this place.

"Xue he, actually Han Qichen doesn't love you so much as you imagined. How can a person who really love you just forget you? Have you ever thought about it seriously?"

"What do you mean by that?" Xue he's voice trembled. In fact, she thought of the answer in her head that she didn't want to believe.

"Qi Chen, he remembers me, his aunt, even all the people around him, but he only forgot you." Gu Qian's eyes blink also don't blink of the words against the heart.

Originally full of the heart as if suddenly be evacuated the same, breathing a suffocation.

Her eyes suddenly blurred, and she could only see the figure in front of her.

"Impossible, this is impossible..." how could Han Qichen just forget himself.

"It's because it's not so important that he doesn't have to remember it, or he just doesn't want to remember it." Gu Qian suddenly accentuated the tone.

Xue he's center of gravity is unstable and staggers a few steps, nearly falling to the ground.

"Ma'am, are you all right?"

Xue he tightly grasped aunt Cui's hand, and his body trembled violently.

According to Gu Qian, he didn't remember himself because he didn't think he was so important. Maybe he didn't forget himself at all. He just pretended not to know him.

No, it must not be like this. Han Qichen looked at himself very strange on the day of the banquet. So he must have lost his memory, which Xue he believed.

"You're lying. Things don't look like what you said." Xue he clenched his fist, as if in the heart of a silent boost for himself.

"Then why don't you ask Qi Chen in person? You ask him whether he has forgotten you." Gu Qian sighed lightly on the tip of his nose, and his mouth was full of banter.

She straightened up and left smartly.

Xue he's body trembled, tears quickly wet her clothes, and ran down her neck.

The heart is like a knife, the heart is already hysterical.

"Madam, don't cry any more, sir. He's not that kind of person. You have to believe that Sir, he must care about you." Aunt Cui tried to pacify Xue he, but the more she comforted Xue he, the more she cried.

Xue he felt that his legs were slowly losing strength, as if the whole body began to gradually lose strength.

The body is a little bit of sliding, she is like a discarded rag doll.

Sit on the ground tightly together.

Because of the extreme sadness and sadness, Xue he's sobbing continued for a long time before it stopped. Maybe it was because she had no strength to cry.

Aunt Cui full of heartache sighed, their wife clearly so kind, why let her suffer these.

Don't know how long to cry, Xue he finally fell asleep.

In her sleep, she dreamt of the familiar scene again.

A beautiful woman took Han Qichen's arm, and they gave themselves a sneering smile.

She desperately wanted to call Han Qichen back to her side, but no matter how she called, no one responded to her.

Maybe it's because the dream is too real, tears slide down Xue he's closed eyes again.

She suddenly opened her eyes and held tightly to the folded sheet in her hand.