C7 Where Can You Run to

Assistant Jiang turned his body to the side and stepped back. Then, Han Qichen's slender body slowly stepped forward. He stood firmly in front of Xue Hee like a wall, his aura pressing forward.

His eyes were as cold as the crescent moon, and there was even a hint of ridicule in them. "Mrs Han is really capable. She actually learned how to run away from home. But where do you think you can escape to? "

Xue Hee's heart twitched. When she saw Han Qichen, she couldn't help but raise her hand to cover her abdomen. She asked fearfully, "Why did you come here …"

"Assistant Jiang, please get in the car with Mrs Han." Han Qichen said while buttoning the cuffs. His tone was as relaxed as if he had caught a pet who was running away.

Xue Hee knew that she had no other way, and she had no way to compete with Han Qichen's strength. Rather than enraging him, it was better to be more tactful and be obedient first …

Be good and go back with him.

Xue Hee's heart skipped a beat as she thought to herself. She held her stomach tightly, afraid that it would hurt even the tiniest bit.

Although it was just a small movement, it did not escape Han Qichen's sight. The expression in his eyes changed slightly as he turned and left in large strides.

"Madam." Thinking that Han Qichen didn't have the patience to wait any longer, Assistant Jiang quickly made a gesture to invite him in.

"But …" I haven't packed my things yet. "

"Madame, please be at ease. These items will be delivered to the manor shortly."

"Yes." Seeing Assistant Jiang's resolute attitude, it seemed that he didn't even have a minute to wait. Xue Hee could only nod and walk out.

Leaving the dormitory, Xue Hee got on the car and sat beside Han Qichen.

Along the way, the heavy atmosphere in the car nearly suffocated Xue Hee. Even though no one spoke, there was always an inexplicable sense of oppression, especially from Han Qichen, which made people feel chills down their spines.

Xue Hee had a lot of things she wanted to say, but the words stuck in her throat, leaving her at a loss as to how to say them.

Perhaps Han Qichen couldn't even hear a single word he was saying right now. Perhaps in his heart … He was just a toy. He, who had always been high and mighty, would never consider the feelings of others, nor did he have the need to do so.

However, this child …

Xue Hee looked down at her abdomen, her eyes filled with sorrow.

Very quickly, Xue Hee was brought back to the villa, a place that had trapped her for three years. She silently followed behind Han Qichen. She had already predicted this would happen.

"Sir, Madam, you have returned." As soon as she opened the door, Aunt Cui rushed in.

"Yes." Han Qichen nodded. It was as if he had suddenly thought of something and gave out orders in a low voice.

He saw Aunt Cui agree before turning around and heading to the kitchen.

Han Qichen pulled on his dark blue tie, turned around and glanced at Xue Hee, who slowly walked in.

He stared straight at Xue Hee, his ice-cold voice laced with hatred. "Do you really think I won't do anything to you?"

Xue Hee feigned a casual tone and said flatly, "No need to trouble yourself. I've had enough of Mr Han's strength in these three years."

"Since you know how powerful I am, you should just stay here. Remember, you were the one who insisted on marrying me whether you were dead or alive, and now you want to go back on your word? "

As Han Qichen said this, he moved closer to Xue Hee, his slender fingers pinched her white chin, and said word by word, "Xue Hee, do you think that Han Family is something that you can come and go as you please?"