Sweet Pregnant Wife,Be Good!

Han Qichen was suddenly stunned. He never wanted to kill her. He just wanted to let her stay with him all his life.

But how should he talk to Xue he? I'm afraid she won't believe what she says now.

Xue he took a deep breath and his thin lips trembled slightly.

She didn't blame him, but she could never face him.

She sighed and turned away slowly.

Han Qichen's eyebrows were tight, and he took Xue he's wrist.

"I'm sorry," he said in a low voice Apart from these three words, he didn't know what else he could say.

Xue he struggled desperately to break free from the shackles of Han Qichen.

But his hands seemed to be covered with glue, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't get it off.

"Let go." There was no temperature in her cold voice.

A trace of pain flashed through his deep eyes and slowly released his hand.

Xue he resolutely turned and left, as if this was the last time they met.

He was staring at the direction of Xue he's leaving, and his heart beat hard.

Xue he quickened his pace and ran out of this suffocating place.

"Ma'am, you are out." Assistant Jiang's expression on his face was slightly serious. The two people had been chatting for such a long time, and what they had talked about in the end.

Xue he suddenly stopped his pace, just a faint glance, Jiang assistant turned straight away.

His eyes narrowed slightly, as if he had suddenly thought of something important, and walked to the private elevator.

The door of the office was not closed, and assistant Jiang went straight in.

At the moment, Han Qichen still keeps Xue he to leave.

My eyes are deep into the door.

Assistant Jiang walked over slowly and pursed her lips nervously.

"President, are you ok?"

Han Qichen was stunned for a moment and shook his head slowly. "She's gone."

Assistant Jiang was stunned for a moment and suddenly reacted. "Ma'am, she just ran out crying. I think she went to the hospital." Until now, Xue Fu's body is still in the morgue.

He closed his eyes and his eyelashes trembled. A pair of powerful fists clenched hard, is hard to suppress their inner feelings.

"Spare the car."

Assistant Jiang hesitated for two seconds and immediately nodded.

Out of the gate of Jiyu group, Xue he trotted all the way, saw the taxi on the side of the road and stopped her, "master, go to the central hospital."

The car is not slow on the road, everything seems so calm. Perhaps because too calm, Xue he's heart gradually become restless.

The eyes are sour and astringent, and the heat is constantly pouring out.

The car slowly stopped at the door of the hospital, she gently opened the door and got out of the car.

I don't know why, the foot suddenly changed as heavy as lead.

The tears on her face were cold, and she walked into it with difficulty.

Xue he was led to the door of the morgue by a little nurse. The nurse covered his nose and looked at Xue he with fear on his face. "People are in this. You can go in and have a look." As soon as the voice dropped, the little nurse just disappeared.

Xue he took a deep breath. She pushed the door open without hesitation.

Although she was also very afraid, but the fear in her heart had already been filled with sadness, and she had forgotten to be afraid.

A bed was placed in the middle of the empty and gloomy ward. The people on the bed were covered by a piece of white cloth.

Eyes in an acid, instantly filled with tears. She covered her mouth and bit her index finger, almost bleeding.

Suddenly, a strong bite of her own hand came.

On her pale little face, there was a light of desolation and despair.

The water light in the eyes keeps flashing, and the body seems to be emptied in an instant.

"You promised me that you would always be with me. She also said that she would accompany me to Italy, to learn my favorite design, and our family would... "She murmured, no matter how much she said, there would never be any response.