After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Wen She found out how he liked this son-in-law, who was courageous, talented, capable, and patient with his daughter. Wen She was squeezing Han Qian's pimples, something women seemed to like to do.

Digging out 130,000 from the old gangster Tu Xiao? Even though I was given a car, it was enough to brag about for ten days and a half.

Who has provoked this old gangster all these years?

Does Lin Mengde dare?

Do you dare to perform well?

This is not a matter of money, but Lao Wen is not afraid of this guy. Li Jinhe's family just restrained Tu Xiao. Lao Wen leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, and winked at Han Qian. Han Qian took out a Li Jinhe handed a cigarette and lighter to Lao Wen, and Li Jinhe immediately frowned. Since Han Qian gave them to him, he did not stop Lao Wen from committing suicide. Instead, he stretched out his hand and patted Nuan Nuan's shoulder, scolding.

"Xiao Qian has been tired for a day, so please stop teasing him. Xiao Qian, how do you feel about working at Glory now? Is there any trouble?"

Wen Nuan stopped teasing Han Qian's face and got up and went to her room. Han Qian smiled innocently at Li Jinhe.

"No, I haven't encountered any trouble. It's just that the general department where I am now is in trouble...because...because I got into two fights recently, and they said behind my back that I have violent tendencies...and then...basically Every day there are people staring at me, worried that I will fight with others.”

When he said this, Han Qian lowered his head in embarrassment. As a result, Li Jinhe slapped Han Qian on the shoulder several times and laughed loudly.

"This is my son-in-law. He needs to be tougher outside. Don't be like your dad, who always thinks of taking a step back to open up the world. If you need to fight, fight. If something goes wrong, come back to mom. Mom will make things right for you. There are so many relatives in the family, it would be a waste if we don’t use them.”

This slap is a compliment!

Lao Wen frowned and looked at Li Jinhe and complained.

"In a harmonious society, why do we always fight and kill? What will happen if we fight? We must find a way to avoid future troubles!"

Li Jinhe turned around, pinched his waist and frowned.

"Then you were kicked out by Changxiang and expelled from your family to avoid future troubles? If a man doesn't have a tough attitude outside, then he's still a man? Xiaoqian, don't listen to your dad, he's pedantic! He's so pedantic!"

"Han Qian, you are a smart boy. Don't listen to your mother's nonsense. Who can get beaten in vain these days? It's okay if you hit someone, but we are the ones who suffer the pain of being beaten. We will lose no matter how much money we give. We can't do anything unless we have to. .”

"Huh? What do you mean, Wen Shu? Do you think I'm harming my precious son-in-law?"

"It's not harmful, Jin He! Times have changed."

"Fart, no matter how you change it, your fist will always be the biggest!"

Li Jinhe, who was born in the army, believed in using force to solve problems, while Wen She, as a scholar, believed that force was the most undesirable. Han Qian looked at his mother-in-law and father-in-law with curiosity. How did these two people get together?

Han Qian still couldn't hold it back and asked in a low voice.

"Dad, Mom, did you introduce each other when you were young? Is there a matchmaker?"

When mentioning this matter, Wen She looked proud, glanced sideways at Li Jinhe from the corner of his eye, and said proudly.

"Do you still need to ask? My child, I remember that your father-in-law used to be very personable and could write well. I started doing business when I was in college. A love letter cost one yuan!"

One dollar!

It was indeed not cheap more than 20 years ago. I heard an old man say that popsicles only cost 20 cents at that time. Han Qian remembered that when he was in elementary school, lunch boxes only cost one yuan a box. When Lao Wen went to college, it cost more than when he was a child. Ten years ago, one dollar was so luxurious.

Han Qian tilted his head and looked at his mother-in-law and whispered.

"Mom, did dad write you a love letter then?"

"Huh? You kid, I already told you that your mother is pursuing me."

"Mom, he's a bit arrogant. Don't worry about me. Just do it if you need to."

Han Qian was holding the fire aside, and Li Jinhe narrowed his eyes and smiled at Han Qian.

"Don't stir up trouble. At that time, things were quite rough between me and your dad. After all, he was the one I pursued. After all, it's not that easy to find someone who is easy to bully."

While chatting, Wen Nuan came out. She was holding a facial mask in her hand. She exposed half of her body in the corridor and hooked her hand to Han Qian, signaling him to come over. Han Qian looked at the mask in her hand and shook his head. Han Qian said softly, wearing a pair of pajamas.

"You still haven't changed your clothes? What time is it? You're not going home?"

"No reply, come here! I'll put a mask on you."

Wen Nuan hooked his fingers at Han Qian, and the old monk Han Qian was still in meditation. At this time, Li Jinhe glanced at the clock and didn't expect that it was almost 11 o'clock. She stood up and yawned. She was also ready to rest and walked to Li Jinhe suddenly turned around and asked when Wen Nuan was next to him.

"Xiao Qian, which room are you sleeping in? The guest room hasn't been cleaned for a long time."

Nuan Nuan pushed Li Jinhe's back and spoke with a look of disgust.

"Oh, you don't have to worry about it. He can just sleep with me."

"Huh? Oh! Then I'll get you a quilt."

Li Jinhe was slightly confused. She knew that there was a deal between Han Qian and Nuan Nuan's marriage. When she lived here before, Han Qian always slept in the guest room. At that time, Li Jinhe didn't know it and thought Han Qian was shy. Now he knows , but the result has changed.

Not long after, when Han Qian was washing up and getting ready to rest, Nuan Nuan came in and walked towards Han Qian with a sinister smile on his face. Han Qian crossed his arms and kept retreating. When he had no way to retreat, he sneered.

"Xiao Qianzi, just scream! No one will come to save you even if your throat is broken."

The next second, Wen Nuan suddenly raised his legs, and put his slender legs on Han Qian's shoulders. His pajamas slid down his white and slender legs.

I’ve heard of Bidong, is this the legendary leg dong?

Under Han Qian's constant struggle, he failed. Looking at himself in the mirror, was this mask still a panda? Wen Nuan seems to be very satisfied with her masterpiece. Han Qian can't do anything about her temperament that comes out of her head every time. It's all a problem she's been pampered since she was a child.

I waited in the bathroom for ten minutes!

After returning to the front, he lifted the quilt and got into bed. Anyway, it was not the first time that he slept with Nuan Nuan. Han Qian didn't feel much pressure. He patted the bed and shouted to Nuan Nuan.

"Come, brother who sleeps next to me!"

Han Qian was lying inside, and Wen Nuan got under the quilt. Fortunately, there were two quilts, but it was still hot today. Wen Nuan was lying next to Han Qian in pajamas and scrolling through his phone. Han Qian didn't understand what this small square box was about. , when I was getting ready to sleep, my arm was suddenly pulled by the warmth.

Twenty minutes later, Han Qian looked down at the warmth on his arm and whispered.

"It's warm."

"Bah! Don't even think about it. Han Qian, please keep your mind clear."

"No...my hands are numb and your head is a little heavy."