Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

“Korean Circle!”

"It's Han Qian! Open your mouth!"

"I like you so much~"

"Little white-eyed wolf, have you done something bad again behind my back?"

"Please help me go to the company for a meeting. I really don't want to go."

"NO! As a man, I have to straighten my back. What kind of meeting are you going to have?"

After Han Qian finished speaking, Nuan Nuan fell asleep.

After being stunned for a moment, Wen Nuan opened his eyes and said angrily.

"If you disturb my sleep again, I'll fuck you to death. The company will blow up tomorrow, no more."

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In front of the bus stop, Han Qian, who was in poor health, didn't want to drive. It was around seven o'clock in the morning and Han Qian didn't want to trouble Lao Xu and the others.

Touching the steel in his pocket and looking at the bus approaching not far away, Han Qian sighed softly at the speed of development in the world. He remembered that when he came to Binhai as a child, there were no buses, just small passenger cars. Occasionally, You can also see the driver drinking beer and boasting while driving, and the conductor standing at the door calling passengers.

When I went to college, it became a bus that opened its doors automatically.

When I retired, I switched to a tram.

But now it has become a clean bus that uses a mixture of gasoline and electricity.

The car stopped and Han Qian was about to get on the bus when a group of old men and women rushed onto the bus.

Senior card, respect card.

The beeping beeping keeps broadcasting.

Times have changed and cars have been updated, but these people have not changed. They are still the same as before. Han Qian sighed helplessly.

"How can we squeeze into a bus so early in the morning?"

"Then who knows?"

Um?

Han Qian turned his head and looked at the king next to him who was wearing shorts and black high heels. Han Qian tilted his head and stared at the girl.

When did she come?

Why is my ability so poor?

It must be due to illness.

Han Qian always takes advantage of unnecessary areas.

They waited until eight o'clock before they boarded the bus. They walked to the back door. The king carefully grabbed Han Qian's arm, his frown never relaxing.

"Your Highness, why is there no subway in Binhai?"

Han Qian grabbed the armrest and laughed softly.

"Because it is so small, you can drive around the bustling city center of Binhai in an hour, and the traffic roads are not very congested. There is no need to spend money on a subway."

The king frowned and whispered.

"But there are so many people squeezing the bus. We both had to wait for more than half an hour. What about those young people and girls? It's so crowded. I really don't understand why those older people are squeezing the bus so early~ "

Han Qian smiled and said nothing, but an old man not far from the king quit, turned around and pointed at the king and shouted.

"What does it mean for older people to squeeze into a bus? If you young people don't squeeze in, how can this bus be crowded? You really don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all. It's just you young people who don't work hard. If you work hard, I’ve already bought a car, is the bus still crowded?”

Han Qian pouted, the king looked at the old man and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"Yes, I bought a car for my mother, but I was worried that she would be crowded on the bus. What's the matter? If you don't like it, why don't you ask your son to buy you a car? No way? There are people who don't have sons or daughters now, right? ?”

Your Majesty is not an honest girl. The reason why she didn't curse was because His Highness was here.

The ridiculed old man looked the king up and down and sneered.

"It's really not illegal to brag without breaking the law. It's you young people who like to brag that have made this country chaotic. If it were in our time, you would have been beaten to death long ago."

"That's right~ I will never be able to touch your family for the rest of my life, you know? What about that time of yours? I don't know what you were like at that time, but I know that you definitely didn't read much. You went to work and school in the early morning. It's your problem that the children can't get on the bus, just because you are always crowded with the children, you know? You made the missiles or you grew the rice? Five, Wu Dalang also knows how to sell sesame seed cakes. You are very old and you are very coquettish. The old aunts in the park won’t play with you, right? You can’t even kiss her.”

The king's verbal output made the old man a little confused, and a burst of laughter broke out in the car. The old man, who was a little embarrassed, pointed at the king and cursed angrily.

"Looking at how you are dressed, it seems that you are not a good person."

The king curled his lips and said.

"What? What if it's not a good product? What if I sell it? You can't afford it even if you lose all your money. I want you to look at it and not even wash your eyes when you go home. I'm afraid you will never see a beauty like me in your life. I am a beautiful woman. I will be done with it if I don’t scold you. You are still pretending to be a civilized person in your tattered shirt. Look at the folds on your face. You will feel panic even if an elephant steps on it. It’s quite You are getting older, you need a car but not a car, you need character but not character, you need quality but not quality, what the hell are you pretending to be? I am a bus driver to experience life, you are a bus driver because of the pressure of life and your front teeth. It’s been unloaded. It’s time to get on the bus!”

The king pulled Han Qian off the bus, and after getting off the bus, he did not forget to raise his middle finger to the old man in the car.

After the bus left, the king followed Han Qian on the roadside, and Han Qian whispered.

"We haven't arrived yet."

The king nodded.

"I know, but I don't want to argue with him. The smell inside the bus is a bit pungent."

While he was talking, the king's new car drove over, a black Lamborghini. Han Qian stared at the car, then stared at the king, and the king smiled.

"Just drive along, you drive!"

When the black Lamborghini passed by the bus, the king sat in the passenger seat and taunted the old man on the bus.

The king took revenge on the spot when he had a grudge.

Han Qian left quickly, and the old man in the car stared at the car as it left and cursed.

The king, who was sitting in the passenger seat and touching up his makeup, spoke again.

"Your Highness, there seems to be something really wrong with Chu Sui's brain. He sent text messages in a psychotic manner. Then I went to the hospital and watched the monitoring. He was talking to himself in the hospital bed. The nurse said that he also said that Feng Lun was alive. Such nonsense, do you think he is possessed by a ghost?"

Han Qian tried to drive the new car and chuckled.

"There are no such things as ghosts and gods in this world. Burning incense and worshiping Buddha is just trying to find an unreliable reason to comfort yourself. Chu Sui will not be possessed by Feng Lun, but his spiritual thinking will be because of Feng Lun." And change.”

The king tilted his head, thought for a moment, and frowned.

"It seems that the two of them didn't have much contact, only three or five days! And I haven't been found to be affected by Feng Lun before!"

"Do you know what a seed is?"

"Your Highness, do you think I'm stupid?"

"Plant a seed, but this seed will sprout at a specific time. In the past, Chu Sui would not take Feng Lun too seriously, but when he failed again and again and walked into dead ends again and again, , Feng Lun will be infinitely magnified in his heart. Feng Lun is so amazing, so free and unrestrained, so free. In the end, he died because he no longer likes to play. Slowly, his admiration will turn into fear, and the fear will penetrate deep into his heart. After that, he will become timid and even have hallucinations, which should have something to do with Chu Sui's medication for mental illness. Ignore Chu Sui for the time being. Chu Sui will most likely not dare to provoke me. "

The king put away his makeup bag and whispered.

"Why?"

"Because Feng Lun is not afraid of Lin Zongheng and Liu Shengge, but he is afraid of me. Your Highness is not as stupid as you seem to be."

Not even a minute had passed since I had just boasted, a motorcycle with red and blue lights flashing passed the supercar and stopped in front.

"Get out of the car and show your driving license, driver's license."

Han Qian blinked at the traffic police, took a deep breath, jumped out of the car and ran away.

"Big Cat, take care of the aftermath. I'll retreat first."