Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Everything is expensive in Beijing, but small restaurants are really not expensive.

Han Qian and Wen Nuan were sitting in the restaurant. There was a small pot in front of them. There was hot haggis soup in the pot. Han Qian just took a sip and Wen Wen said with a smile.

"Are the little girl's hands nice to touch?"

Um?

Han Qian raised his head and looked at Wen Nuan, and Nuan Wen said again.

"You and Liu Shengge, Lin Zongheng, and Chen Qiang don't need to make excuses when you're together, right? You don't need to be polite and polite, right?"

Um?

Han Qian lowered his head and was about to say nothing, then Nuannuan said again.

"There is a Luo Shen in the capital, and Ji Jing is with you."

Han Qian whispered.

"That's not without you~ When you come to the capital, I'll play with you and you want to sleep."

Nuan Nuan raised his head and looked at Han Qian, narrowing his eyes and smiling.

"Believe it or not, I slapped a pot of mutton soup on your face? What? Are you lonely again?"

Han Qian kept shaking his head.

"No, no, no, actually I feel pretty good. Life is not perfect."

Wen Nuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Otherwise I'm hungry, and I'll slap your face right now. After dinner, you can go back to the hotel with me and sleep. You've been doing a lot of things in the capital this past half of the night!"

Han Qian whispered.

"It's so warm. How about we go see the flag being raised! I've been to the capital so many times and I've never seen the flag being raised."

Nuan Nuan shook his head at Han Qian.

"No! First you drank, and then the temperature is too low now. We will be frozen like popsicles outside, and there will be a lot of people, and it will snow soon."

Han Qian tried in a low voice.

"Wouldn't it be better if it snowed?"

Wen Nuan tilted his head and asked.

"Do you really want me to admit that I'm lazy? I'll go to the hospital later and I'll show you my brain!"

After dinner, Wen Nuan drove back to the hotel. Han Qian asked why he didn't stay in Luoshen. Nuan Wen reached out his hand and pinched Han Qian's mouth, frowning.

"Is there really something wrong with your mind? I went to Luoshen's house before to deal with something. During that time, if something happened to you, I would be safe at her house. When will the Empress want to stay in the concubine's palace?"

Han Qian blinked at Nuan Nuan, gently knocked off Nuan Nuan's little hand, and frowned.

"It's been so many years, why are you still struggling with this matter? I haven't seen anyone greet you after all these years!"

Wen Nuan bit his lip and stopped talking. Han Qian knew that he was a bad guy. Wen Wen's unintelligent head began to think about inappropriate things again. Slowly, the alcohol got to his head and Han Qian fell asleep. Wen Wen glanced at Han Qian in the co-pilot. Qian, smile.

The car went straight to the highway!

When Han Qian opened his eyes and looked at the trees outside the car window and the cars speeding on the road, he said blankly.

"Where did this come from? Is this still in China?"

Nuan Nuan held an unlit cigarette in his mouth and said nothing. He held the steering wheel with one hand and pressed the other hand on Han Qian's leg. Han Qian raised his eyebrows.

"How about I take off my pants and let you feel the feeling of a manual transmission?"

Bang bang bang!

Three big slaps were slapped on Han Qian's shoulders, Wen Nuan said angrily.

"Are you feeling uncomfortable if you don't act like a gangster for a minute? Let me tell you, you have been sleeping all the way. If you make another noise when you get home later, I will beat you to death!"

Han Qian was at a loss.

"Go home? Which home should you go to?"

"Imperial City Garden!"

"Ah? Are you here for Gan Binhai? Wen Nuan, you are so awesome. I didn't even dare to come back when I was in the capital! You are so awesome! I am willing to call you the most awesome person in the world!"

Bang bang bang!

Han Qian was silenced after three slaps.

Walking into the house again, Han Qian lay directly on the sofa, hugging the pillow and shouted.

"I discovered that what I like most in my life is staying at home. I really like my little house!"

"It's my house! The house is in my name!"

Wen Nuan was a very disappointing blow to Han Qian. Han Qian turned sideways and propped his head with one hand to look at Wen Wen and smiled.

"Isn't what's yours mine?"

Warm squinting news.

"Can Cai Qinghu be my wife?"

Han Qian blinked and turned over, closed his eyes and smiled.

"Don't worry about details..."

The smile on Han Qian's face disappeared. He saw a sock in the gap of the sofa. He sat up holding the sock and looked at Nuan Nuan and asked.

"Where's the other one?"

Nuan Nuan pointed to the second floor.

"I guess it's on the second floor!"

Han Qian ignored Wen Nuan, stood up and walked into the guest room on the first floor. He accurately found another sock under the pillow, held the sock and approached Wen Wennan and said seriously.

"You don't even bother to go upstairs to sleep when I'm not at home! Go wash your socks!"

Wen Nuan shook his head, Han Qian turned around and walked into the bathroom. Wen Nuan turned around and ran away. Han Qian shouted angrily to the second floor.

"Are you sick?"

Warmth shouted.

"I didn't! I saw Koreans washing clothes like this on TV, sorting them into piles and then stomping them!"

"Then you're going to clean it up after you're done stepping on it?"

"dirty!"

"Warm me and fuck you uncle!"

Han Qian rushed to the second floor and got into his room, but Nuan Nuan was already lying on the bed. Nuan Nuan shouted with his eyes closed.

"I'm back home~ Don't make trouble for me anymore~ I'm very tired from driving all the way, Han Qian! Can't you not make trouble?"

Making trouble?

Han Qian lay there until dawn without thinking about how Nuan Nuan said these words.

I, Han Qian, am making trouble?

Han Qian poked Nuan Nuan's shoulder early in the morning.

"Go to work."

"Get out of here, the company isn't making money for me, what kind of job do I have to do!"

"Then I'm going to work!"

"You go to work, remember to give me your salary!"

Putting on a military coat, Han Qian went downstairs.

Standing in the community, he closed his eyes and took a breath of air.

Sure enough!

Only the air in Binhai is not so clean.

Put on a helmet and gloves, and ride the red Ducati.

Departure!

Go to work!

The news that Han Qian returned to Binhai spread when Han Qian arrived at Glory Group. Lin Zongheng sat on the bed and couldn't figure out why Han Qian dared to go back to Binhai. Wasn't Lu Zhi in Binhai? Wasn't he ordered to stay in Beijing as a hostage?

Doesn't Han Qian know what fear is?

Lv Zhi pointed at Lao Gu's nose and howled for more than half an hour. Lao Gu couldn't tell why Han Qian suddenly ran back to Binhai.

He didn't understand either. Didn't he tell Han Qian not to come back for the time being?

What is this bastard doing?

"Good morning! Deputy Liu!"

"Good morning! Sister Yang, oh my! Such a waist, such a leg, Sister Yang, you didn't wash your face, did you?"

"Oh, isn't this my best sister Yaya? Um~ Next time, remember not to put too much sugar in the soy milk, it won't taste good, oh! Sister-in-law~ When are you going to have a child? We have metaphysics in Glory Group, and everyone who is the general manager has an eldest son!"

Han Qian is back, and Glory Group is like the finishing touch!

Alive!

Han Qian wandered around in various departments, Wang Shushan scolded Han Qian not to come here in the future, the company didn't have his salary, Qin Xue covered his pocket with a face full of grievance.

"Qian'er, I'm so old, don't bully me, okay? I really only have a pack of cigarettes."

"Give it to you! What kind of cigarettes does an old man smoke! It's not good for the body, I smoke!"

Walking out of the marketing department with a cigarette in his mouth, Han Qian jumped and pushed open the door of Qu Ledi's office, and Qu Ledi frowned.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Where's Su Liang? He told me he's with a pretty girl right now!"

"Get lost!"

After closing the door, Han Qian walked to the first floor arrogantly with his hands in his pockets and a cigarette in his mouth, patting the coins in his pocket and shouting.

"Come on! Fight the Landlord! Today I'll show you what arrogance is!"

The security captain leaned out half of his body and asked.

"How much money do you have in your pocket? I won't play if it's less than 200!"

Han Qian laughed.

"Can I put the cigarette here?"

Damn! It's not even 200!