Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

After being released from prison, Han Qian maintained a normal life from 9 to 5, laughing and joking in the General Affairs Department every day. After returning home at night, he began to talk about life with Sun Zhengmin.

Sun Zhengmin received help from experts and tried his best to fight with Han Qian, but he refused to come to Binhai. Whenever Han Qian had the slightest idea of ​​going to Fengtian, Sun Zhengmin would go to a meeting.

Just don’t meet.

You, Han Qian, don’t have the ability to take someone’s head from thousands of miles away, right?

After sending the message to Sun Zhengmin, Han Qian stood up.

"Nan Nuan, I'll go out for a walk, are you going?"

Nuan Nuan, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, glanced at Han Qian and shook his head.

"I had a meeting all day and my legs hurt. Come back and bring me some popsicles."

"Well, okay!"

He went downstairs and got on his motorcycle. On the way, Han Qian kept thinking that Nuan Wen had only ridden this motorcycle once after buying it. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed that Nuan Wen was not a waste.

What are the disadvantages of warmth?

With his mind full of messy thoughts, the motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the mental hospital. Just as he was about to walk in, Yan Ran came over wearing a security uniform. Han Qian looked at the black man up and down and frowned.

"What do you think this is? Are you earning a salary?"

Yanran nodded to Han Qian, then took out a walkie-talkie to notify several guys in the mental hospital that Han Qian was here.

Without rushing in, Han Qian walked into the security booth.

"Yanran, are you angry?"

Yan Ran, who was wearing a big-brimmed hat, shook her head. The guy poured a cup of steaming tea. Han Qian just wanted to drink it, but the guy poured it for himself. Han Qian curled his lips.

"Why don't you put on the whole cheongsam? Do you know your mother tongue?"

Yanran shook her head again.

"I almost forgot about it. I haven't left this country since I followed my young master."

Han Qian lit a cigarette and asked curiously.

"Did you come earlier or did Yan Qingqing come earlier?"

Yanran tilted her head and thought for a moment, then pointed to her nose and Han Qian said again.

"Where did Liu Shengge pick you up from?"

"I'm going to apply for a job."

"oh!"

silence!

Yanran seems to be a person who doesn't talk much. When Han Qian stood up and was about to leave, Yanran suddenly spoke.

"Actually, it's good like this now. There is friction between you and my young master. I have to obey my young master's orders, but you are my young master's biological father. The young master has never regarded me as a tool or a dog. , If I do something to you, I will feel sorry for my young master, but if I don’t do it, I can’t explain it to my young master. It’s very difficult to be caught in the middle.”

Han Qian grinned.

"You are a security guard, protecting the safety of the party. There is no owner Xiao Dan. Do you want to eat cookies?"

Yanran stopped talking.

He sometimes wonders if there is something wrong with Han Qian's mental state. Yanran has met many successful people, and these people have always kept a straight face and never smiled. But from Han Qian's body, Yanran always feels that this guy is a bit too much. So grounded.

"Brother Qian'er, Lin Zongheng and Chen Qiang have been in frequent contact with Sun Zhengmin recently."

Han Qian turned around and smiled.

"Where is your young master?"

Yan Ran stopped talking, and Han Qian didn't continue to ask questions.

Han Qian was very sure of the fact that these three grandsons were dishonest.

Meeting the three grandsons again, Lin Zongheng had grown a beard and looked much older. Liu Shengge still lived a very refined life, wearing dark blue pajamas and wearing glasses while looking down at a book.

Han Qian stepped forward, stood next to Liu Shengge, bent down, and said with a smile.

"For novels written by foreigners, I have never understood what they mainly want to express?"

Liu Shengge hummed, and Lin Zongheng on the side laughed.

"You just treat it as something sanctimonious that describes yourself in books, and then goes to satisfy some people's fantasies, just like the so-called Aesop's fables. Who would have thought that it was a story written by a slave owner for his own slaves, so that they would have fun with it? This world is full of beautiful fantasies that make slaves hope that the things in the story can happen to them.”

Han Qian frowned.

"Written to a slave? Spiritual satisfaction?"

Chen Qiang, who was lying on the bed, smiled.

"Yes, just like you, many people will always think that you are ordinary. If you can succeed, they will succeed too."

Han Qian stepped forward and patted Chen Qiang's calf. Chen Qiang gave up his position, sat up and put his arms around Han Qian's shoulders.

"Brother, let's discuss something? We are always short of someone to play mahjong. Would you like to move in too?"

Han Qian squinted at Chen Qiang, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Go away, I came here to see you for something. I don't care about your transactions with Sun Zhengmin, and I don't care about you either. Let's go burn some paper together when you have time, okay?"

Lin Zongheng raised his head, frowned and shook his head.

"Should I burn paper for Chen Qiang?"

"Fuck you."

There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!

"No, no, no, I made a mistake. I burned paper for Feng Lun? Do I have a big head? He was the one who ruined my family."

Han Qian squinted at Lin Zongheng and said with disdain.

"I mean to burn paper for you, brothers Niu Xiaohua and Li Guangbi."

"Then lend me some money."

Han Qian didn't want to talk to Lin Zongheng anymore. Liu Shengge turned to look at Han Qian and shook his head.

"I won't go, and I don't want to go either. It has nothing to do with me whether they die. Xiao Wu and my mother burned paper to arrange Nana's death. Han Qian, you want to drag a few of us over to show off and satisfy your inner desire for death. To compensate others, tell them that your revenge was successful? Then explain why we are still alive? Stop being hypocritical. If you have time, come here and talk. If you don’t have time, go away. "

Lin Zongheng nodded, and Chen Qiang also nodded.

Han Qian chuckled.

"Are you three wearing a pair of trousers now? Liu Shengge's left leg, Chen Qiang's right leg, and the waistband of the trousers is tied across the neck. I won't force you to burn paper. I can give you a day off during the Chinese New Year."

The three of them didn't speak. After more than twenty minutes, they were all busy with their own things. Han Qian also stood up.

"Then I'm leaving!"

The three of them didn't speak. Han Qian who walked out of the door became angrier as he thought about it, turned around and rushed into the room.

It is said that in an avalanche, not a single snowflake will collapse.

Han Qian was beaten by three people.

When I left, I was satisfied and felt much more at ease.

The three people in the room laughed. They were not angry because they were kicked. Instead, they felt very comfortable looking at Han Qian's angry look.

If you think about it wisely, there will be less troubles and sorrows in life.

After riding home, Wen Nuan rushed to the door and grabbed Han Qian's collar. Han Qian asked with a panic look on his face.

"What's going on? Is there a ghost in the house?"

"Where are my popsicles? Bring them here."

"Ah!! I forgot!"

Wen Nuan glared at Han Qian, turned around and stamped his feet angrily.

"I am only so happy in one day. I have been waiting at home for a long time. Do you know that feeling of anticipation?"

Han Qian walked forward, bent over and leaned close to the warmth lying on the sofa, and said softly.

"Shall I buy it for you?"

Nuan Nuan sighed.

"Belated love is worse than a dog."

Han Qian scratched his head and smiled.

"A dog is not as mean as me!"