Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

After get off work in the evening, Han Qian, who had played games all day, felt sore in the waist and back. After answering Yan Qingqing's call, he went downstairs. When he went out, he didn't see Yan Qingqing, but he saw Ji Jing.

Han Qian looked Ji Jing up and down seriously, then shook his head.

"The white suit doesn't look good! I won't wear it next time. I don't like it very much."

Ji Jing smiled.

"Then I won't wear it in the future. President Yan has gone home and asked me to drive you back."

Han Qian pulled Ji Jing's arm and said seriously.

"Why do you listen to her so much!"

Ji Jing whispered.

"She is the leader~"

Han Qian whispered.

"Isn't it annoying?"

Ji Jing nodded seriously, and then Han Qian laughed and pulled Ji Jing down the stairs. After getting in the car, the two began to complain about Yan Qingqing. Ji Jing was in a good mood until she saw Tong Yao sitting at the gate when she got off the car. Ji Jing's face instantly darkened.

"Nephew, I'm home."

Before Han Qian could react, Tong Yao ran over and shouted with both hands on the car window.

"Wow wow wow wow, Ji Jing, oh Ji Jing, I've been trying to catch you for three or four days and still can't catch you, get off the car, my big slave, carry me in!" Han Qian closed his eyes and said weakly after hearing this. "You two haven't played this game enough?" Ji Jing didn't say anything, pushed the door open and got off the car, looking at Tong Yao who was already standing on the stone chair, Ji Jing took a deep breath and walked forward, having physical contact with Tong Yao has made Aunt Ji accustomed to it. There is no way! After so many years of trying to pounce on her, it's a bit difficult not to get used to it. Han Qian looked at Tong Yao lying on Ji Jing's back with a face full of joy, and smiled bitterly. Are they all children? As a result, when Ji Jing just took two steps with Tong Yao on her back, she heard the voices of her parents-in-law in the yard. Ji Jing suddenly narrowed her eyes, and when she walked to the gate with Tong Yao on her back, her lower body was unstable, and she fell to the ground with a thud. Han Qian was frightened by the fall and rushed over. When he arrived at the door, Qian'er's mother also ran over. Ji Jing was sitting on the ground with a face full of grievance.

"Tong Yao! I told you that I'm not feeling well today and can't carry you!"

Tong Yao, who also fell, stared at Ji Jing with wide eyes, her face full of disbelief. The next second, Han Qian spoke.

"Tong Monster, you too, Aunt Ji is tired after working all day, why are you torturing her?"

Tong Yao turned her head and looked at Han Qian, pointing at her nose, then turned her head again and looked at Ji Jing and nodded.

"Okay! Ji Jing, you can do it!"

Ji Jing looked at Tong Yao and pouted.

"Then I'll carry you again~"

Seeing that Tong Yao was about to agree, Han Qian was about to speak, but Qian'er's mother had already spoken.

"Little Han Qian, go to the kitchen and see how your dad's cooking is going."

How could Qian'er's mother not see that Ji Jing had deliberately dropped the baby? The two daughters-in-law had been playing those little games, and little Ji Jing was also plotting against little Tong Yao when Han Qian came back. It was just that simple.

Han Qian scratched his head and left. Qian'er's mother pulled Ji Jing to stand up, then looked at Tong Yao's clothes and smiled.

"Okay, okay~ Don't be angry~ Tong Tong, go change your clothes and go to the kitchen to see Han Qian, Jing Jing, come with mom~ Look at the dirty clothes."

Tong Yao snorted at Ji Jing arrogantly.

"A bad woman with a vicious heart, treacherous and cunning."

Ji Jing didn't say anything, hugged Qian'er's mother's arm and stuck out her tongue at Tong Yao, and Tong Yao ran away in anger.

Looking at Tong Yao who stomped her feet into the kitchen, Han Qian tied an apron and smiled.

"What are you doing? You've been pressed down by Aunt Ji, and you're still angry?"

Tong Yao raised her head and looked at Han Qian, then rushed at Han Qian with a cry of "Ah" and punched and kicked him, angrily.

"You dead straight man! Ji Jing is a pure green tea! Green tea! Dead green tea! She has carried me on her back several times, and this time you saw her and deliberately fell! You can't see it, and you still blame me! I'll give you some medicine!"

After the voice fell, Tong Yao was picked up by Han Qian and put outside the kitchen door, smiling.

"Okay, okay, go change your clothes and prepare for dinner!"

Tong Yao said arrogantly.

"What are you doing in the kitchen, a grown man?"

The old man who was cutting vegetables was slightly stunned, and Tong Yao whispered.

"Dad, I didn't say anything to you."

The old man turned his head and smiled.

"Thank you."

Tong Yao suddenly wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into, kicked Han Qian's calf and turned around and ran away. Han Qian just turned around, and the old man whispered.

"You get out too!"

It's over.

The old man was still unhappy because of what Tong Yao said.

When Han Qian walked into the living room, Ji Jing had changed into his pajamas and sat on the sofa to eat snacks. Tong Yao stood aside and gnashed her teeth in anger. Han Qian was a little confused. At this time, Yan Qingqing came out of the bathroom, walked to Han Qian's side, and whispered in Han Qian's ear.

"Mom is at home, Tong Yao wants to continue playing games, but Mom won't let them play! Hahahaha, Ji Jing eats what Tong Yao likes to eat."

Han Qian looked at Ji Jing who was eating snacks in big mouthfuls and couldn't help laughing out loud. This laugh made Tong Yao even angrier, and she glared at Han Qian and said angrily.

"You are not allowed to laugh!"

Han Qian walked up and stretched out his hand to take the snacks in front of Ji Jing, and said softly.

"It's time for dinner later, and you won't be able to eat again."

Tong Yao took the snacks on the table like a child. Ji Jing pouted at Tong Yao, then looked at Han Qian and asked.

"Lingling wants to go to bed, so mom went to coax her. She asked me to ask you when Wen Nuan will be back."

Han Qian shook his head, and Yan Qingqing pouted.

"I've come back. I was quarreling with Sister Jinhe at home. She said that Lingdang was here and she didn't want to come over."

This news really surprised Han Qian, and then Han Qian lamented that Wen Nuan really hated Bell, and would rather leave Yan Qingqing here than come over.

The three women were sitting in the living room, playing nursery rhymes by themselves. Yan Qingqing wanted to play with Ji Jing, but Ji Jing wanted to play with nursery rhymes.

"····"

Han Qian looked at the three of them and didn't know what to say.

As a result, within a few minutes of Han Qian walking into the bedroom, he heard the cry of Zing Ding. Then Han Qian rushed out of the bedroom with his head covered. Qian'er's mother shouted with a feather duster.

"You haven't shaved your beard in a few days and you're going to kiss my granddaughter? Xiao Han Qian, get out of here!"

Han Qian stood in the living room and shouted.

"What's wrong with a kiss? I miss my daughter!"

Qian'er's mother chased Han Qian with a feather duster, and Han Qian ran slowly in the living room, neither fast nor slow, just in time for every blow from his mother to land on his back.

Qian'er's mother was really angry. She only had a short time to take care of her granddaughter, and she looked at the bells so rare. Now after Han Qian made her cry, she wanted to beat Han Qian to death.

Kiss from another generation.

There is really no way to explain these three words.

Han Qian was shirtless during dinner in the evening. The old man looked at the red marks on Han Qian's back and smiled.

"Does it hurt?"

Han Qian whispered.

"It's okay, it feels like it's tickling!"

Then Han Qian raised his head to look at the bell and whispered.

"You cry! You cry! Just cry!"

Ling Dang gulped down his meal as if he had a grudge against the rice.

After the meal, the old man and his mother went for a walk with the bell. Han Qian stood in the yard cleaning the fish pond. Yan Qingqing stood in front of the door and looked at Han Qian in the yard and shouted softly.

"You don't even take a break!"

Han Qian turned his head and smiled.

"I want to swim inside for a while."

Nursery Rhyme pouted.

"Drown you little piece of shit."

Ji Jing narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"My nephew scolds you in a nursery rhyme."

Tong Yao turned around and glared at Ji Jing.

"Mom is gone! Ji Jing, please learn how to bark like a dog right now! Now! Now! Now!"

Ji Jing looked at the nursery rhyme, then took a deep breath and shouted softly.

"Enemies' house~"

Han Qian almost died from the sweet words of "enemies" which contained more than a hundred plus words, while Tong Yao roared at Ji Jing with wide eyes.

"I'll let you bark like a dog!"

Ji Jing nodded.

"Yeah~ I just learned it~"

Yan Qingqing sighed helplessly.

"Have you two had enough trouble?"

Tong Yao squinted at Yan Qingqing and curled her lips.

"What are you barking at?"

After saying this, Ji Jing silently took a step across. Yan Qingqing reached out and grabbed Tong Yao's hair and dragged her into the living room. Ji Jing closed the door very considerately and stood under the sunset, squinting at Han Qian and smiling.

"Brother, shall we go swimming?"