Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

The capital is lively at night.

The courtyard of the Han family was also very lively. Qian'er's mother was sitting on the sofa sipping hot tea. Li Jinhe stood aside and said that he should exercise, such as playing mahjong. How could he be listless this day? Qian Hong said with a smile.

"She looks just like that little girl from Bin County! She has a complicated mind and underdeveloped limbs."

Qian'er's mother smiled bitterly.

"Can you two stop talking about me? Are you sending me away?"

Qian Hong was sitting on the sofa, crossing her legs to reveal her long white legs, and Li Jinhe whispered.

"Qian Hong, you take really good care of yourself. Your skin is as tender as a little girl's. Let me touch it!"

Qian Hong raised his leg and put it on Li Jinhe's knee, smiling.

"I will spend a lot of money on this body in a year. Myrus is going to give it away. It is too urgent this time, otherwise I will find something more like it. Cui Li will be back in the next few days."

While they were talking, Mailus and Tong's father came in. Qian Hong raised his head and frowned as he walked in.

"Tong Huanglou, aren't your curses a bit too sharp?"

Dad Tong curled his lips and said.

"I'm not scolding him, I'm trying to reason with him. Who would have thought that this little old man doesn't have the courage to eat? I'm a little hungry. May Rus drink something?"

"OK."

A few grown men went to drink, Qian'er's mother sighed.

"It's too bullying. It's really too bullying. I'm bullying my son who has a good personality and is aggressive. It's better to go to the capital to avoid seeing these old things at home."

It was one o'clock in the morning when Han Qian went to bed. He was just about to go to bed when Little Lingdang woke up from a nightmare and cried loudly, asking for her father. No one could coax her. Han Qian held his daughter and coaxed her for more than an hour until she fell asleep completely. When the time came, Beloved also ran over.

It was already three o'clock after coaxing the two girls to sleep. Han Qian fell asleep leaning on the bed in a daze.

At 4:03, Han Qian suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at the night sky with stars outside, raised his hands and rubbed his face, tiptoed out of bed, without daring to wash his face, gently opened the door and left. villa.

The evening breeze brought a bit of chill. Han Qian, who was riding a motorcycle, tightened his collar and covered the pillow beside him with a warm quilt while he was sleeping soundly in bed.

The rare mother's love, unfortunately, leaked out through the fingers, and little Ling Ding couldn't enjoy it at all.

Riding this white motorcycle, the cold morning wind came in along the collar of his pajamas, which made Han Qian shiver. He stopped in front of the traffic light and took out a cigarette to light it. Several young men and women appeared on the left and right.

"Uncle, I have followed you all the way. You ride fast and handsomely!"

A little girl wearing leather pants and a white low-cut short-sleeved upper body and a helmet gave Han Qian a thumbs-up, and Han Qian trembled while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Cold~"

"That's handsome too! Bye uncle!"

When the light turned green, the tires of several motorcycles rubbed against the ground and ejected. Han Qian sniffed the smell of burning rubber and laughed to himself.

"uncle?"

He spit out the cigarette butt and took out his cell phone and took a look at it.

At 4:20, An An's plane should have landed in Beijing at 4:30. At this time, raindrops fell on Han Qian's nose. Han Qian raised his head and looked at the densely falling raindrops.

One autumn rain and another cold!

Only three minutes later, several children who were playing motorcycles heard the roar of an engine behind them. The moment they gave way, a white lightning flashed across the middle of the road. The little girl who had just been talking to Han Qian lowered her head. He glanced at the hundred pointer on the instrument panel and said blankly.

"Is his speed over 200? This is the capital, how many points will he have to deduct?"

shouted the young man on the side.

"He doesn't even have a helmet on!"

Points deducted?

Then you have to have a driver’s license to get points deducted!

At 4:30, Han Qian's motorcycle stopped at the entrance of the airport. Han Qian shook his hair that was blown by the wind. He held a bouquet of roses in his left hand, took out his mobile phone in his right hand, took a look at it, and said with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm not late!"

On the way here, Han Qian even ran to buy a bouquet of roses.

Wearing plaid pajamas, he squatted at the airport exit. At five o'clock, Han Qian didn't wait for anyone to come out, so he called An An and said he couldn't get through.

He was a little confused.

That’s right!

It’s half past four!

After walking out of the airport, I squatted at the door and lit a cigarette.

At the starting point, Han Qian had smoked out all his cigarettes, but An An was still nowhere to be seen. Han Qian was a little anxious.

Could it be that there was an accident on the plane?

Or what happened?

Why haven't you come out yet? Looking at the roses in his hands, Han Qian squatted at the door and continued to wait. At this time, the ashtrays in the trash can next to him were full.

Nine o'clock.

Someone finally came out, and Han Qian, who was all the way away, saw the girl dragging her suitcase.

A white slim-fitting suit, a ponytail and sunglasses were walking among the crowd. Han Qian grinned and walked into the airport holding roses. Just as he was about to speak, several well-dressed people walked towards An An. Judging from the conditions, it seemed not bad.

There are men and women.

Han Qian's body was pushed away, and a woman in professional attire held a document and handed it to An An.

"Mr. An, this document needs your signature. It was sent from the Fengtian Yamen Gate!"

An An picked up a pen and signed the document as he walked.

The female secretary put away the documents and continued.

"Mr. An..."

"You inform Mr. Sun from Chunyuan Electronics to come out for breakfast together!"

An An walked past Han Qian.

Very close.

Han Qian stared blankly at An An, who was walking in front of him, and murmured blankly.

"It shouldn't be! It really shouldn't be!"

Han Qian walked out of the airport with blank eyes and looked at his secretary who had already gotten in the car and left. When he wanted to speak, he found that his voice was hoarse and he couldn't make a sound.

It's too cold and there's too much smoke.

When he was about to speak again, he was interrupted by an unknown idol star.

Looking at the car leaving, Han Qian looked at the roses in his hand, his eyes full of confusion.

"Who is Pure Source Electronics?"

"Chunyuan Electronics! I am a die-hard fan of Wei Jiu. I invested a lot in Wei Jiu's movie this time!"

Han Qian turned his head and looked at An An, who was standing beside him.

"Um?"

An An took the rose from Han Qian's hand, held it in front of her and sniffed it.

"Cigarette-scented roses are rare."

Han Qian turned his head proudly, An An hugged the rose and smiled.

"How come I can't see you? Even if I can't see this world, I still can't see you! Grandpa, let's not be angry anymore. I'll just stop teasing you next time."

Han Qian pointed to his face, An An hugged Han Qian's neck and kissed the side of his face hard, Han Qian still said proudly.

"I forgive you half of it! Go and eat."

An An tilted her head and smiled.

"You won't eat with me?"

"You are not having sex with someone else."

"I remember I asked my secretary to call him to have breakfast. Well~ I really can't go to have breakfast now. The text message has been sent! Grandpa, let's go pay the fine first. Give me your motorcycle driver's license. ! Ancestor, when will you come to pick me up~"

"I just got here! Also, I don't have a motorcycle driver's license!"

In the Traffic Management Office.

Han Qian was locked in a large cage, holding the railings with both hands and looking at An An who was talking outside.

Not long after, the ancestral temple came, Han Qian waved and shouted.

"Yaya, brother is here!"