Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Who to take!

When he walked out of the company, he saw the raptor parked at the door. Han Qian trotted forward, opened the car door, hugged Yan Qingqing's head and kissed her hard.

"Where has my concubine gone? She misses me so much!"

"Look at your mother!"

Han Qian pushed Yan Qingqing away, and Yan Qingqing frowned and smiled.

"What's wrong?"

Han Qian scratched his head and whispered.

"I always feel that there is something wrong with this sentence. You are scolding me, but I can't find a reason to refute it! Oh! I'm telling you, my dear~"

"Fu Dong made an appointment with Yang Lan for dinner, right? I want you to come over too."

Han Qian gave Yan Qingqing a thumbs up.

"It's amazing~"

"I asked Yang Lan to agree, let's go! If you don't go to Nange Courtyard, their boss has a problem with his head. Let's go to Yezhai Pavilion. Cai Qinghu has already passed."

"My wife is here too?"

"Your wife has been wandering along the coast for two days!"

Han Qian patted his head.

The head seemed to be a little hard to use. Then Han Qian asked Yeats when the baby would be born. The empress said that the due date was January, but the old Taoist priest said that the baby would have to be born in February anyway. The two of them didn't say a word along the way. While chatting, the empress suddenly asked what would happen if she died.

Han Qian held his chin and said softly.

"You died in the morning, and A died in the afternoon. It's as simple as that, so you have to live well! Why did you ask Sister Yang to go to the appointment? Fu Dong is just an old pervert."

Yan Qingqing smiled.

"It's not about getting married after a meal? Why are you worried so much? And Fu Dong's intention is to take you with him."

In Yeshai Pavilion, Fu Dong squatted at the door and prepared what he called the old capital copper hot pot with his own hands. He shouted for Yang Lan to come over and help, but Han Qian came.

"What's going on? Are you used to ordering people around?"

Fu Dong looked at the charcoal fire and smiled.

"I know it must be you who came here. Lu Zhi came to see me when I was resting in the afternoon and promised a lot of benefits. He probably couldn't think of any way. He has been thinking about whether he can make a fuss about you, but it's a pity that it's nothing. No way, because you admitted that you kidnapped Lu Zhi, it doesn't count! Even if you say "I was angry at that time" when the trial is held, this case will not be settled. Lu Zhi treats ordinary people and some people who violate disciplines. He can handle it no matter what, but he has no law enforcement power against a poor person like you."

Fu Dong picked up the copper hot pot and walked into Ye Zhai Pavilion, put it on the table and shouted.

"Yeats! Serve!"

Han Qian pushed Fu Dong's shoulder and frowned.

"She's pregnant! Get it yourself!"

Fu Dong walked into the kitchen with a smile and started to prepare the ingredients for shabu-shabu. Yang Lan and Yan Qingqing sat together and chatted. From the time Yang Lan came to the present, Fu Dong said something to him, the same sentence just now .

"Han Qian, you don't like hot pot? I'll give you a taste of my cooking today, especially this hairy tripe!"

Han Qian stood at the door and leaned against the door frame with his hands folded across his chest, looking at Fu Dong who was cutting his hairy belly and smiled.

"I don't like hot pot, but I like the warmth! And I don't eat offal."

Fu Dong turned his head and squinted at Han Qian and pouted.

"Of all the girls, you like Wen Nuan the most, and you were the only one who took care of Wen Wen when she was pregnant. How dare you care who I pursue?"

Han Qian lit a cigarette and smiled.

"Why do you care so much? What do Lu Zhi think now?"

"He asked me to return to the capital, and then he was going to start indirectly putting pressure on Cai Qinghu, so I called Cai Qinghu in advance and asked her to come to the seaside for a vacation."

Fu Dong handed the plate of tripe to Han Qian and said.

"I called Nuan Nuan, and my secretary went to pick her up."

Han Qian didn't want to talk and turned around to deliver the food. Fu Dong was busy in the kitchen for a long time preparing a table of side dishes. He also specially took out a bottle of liquor that was not available in the market. He said that even Sun Zhengmin had never seen it. That kind of thing.

After pouring a glass for Yang Lan, Fu Dong was about to use his chopsticks, but the tripe on the plate was gone. He tilted his head and looked at Wen Nuan, and Fu Dong narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Warmth, there is really nothing wrong with your mother beating you!"

Nuan Nuan said vaguely.

"Looking to Han Qian to see if I'm unhappy, Han Qian is used to it."

Fu Dong turned his head, and Han Qian shook his head helplessly.

"It's always been like this. Now I can understand that becoming Lu Zhi is not in a hurry? He still wants to be indirect?"

Fu Dong smiled and nodded. Just as he stretched out his chopsticks, Yeats picked up the duck blood on the table. Fu Dong raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Qian.

"Are you used to it again?"

Han Qian said awkwardly.

"Pregnant women, maybe Yeats also likes to eat some weird things, let me ask you a question! Just eat some peanuts."

At this time, Yang Lan stood up, picked up a spoon, picked up half a crab from another pickled cabbage pot, and put it on Fu Dong's plate. Fu Dong turned his head and looked at Fu Dong again. Han Qian smiled.

"Look~ what is the gap!"

At this time, Yang Lan suddenly picked up the crab on Fu Dong's plate, took out the crab meat little by little and put it into a small bowl very carefully and attentively. Then he stood up and picked up a small bowl of mahjong, put a few pieces of mutton on it After boiling the water in a copper pot and placing it in a small bowl of condiments in front of Fu Dong, he smiled and said softly.

"Do you want to eat coriander?"

Fu Dong was slightly in a trance. He remembered that the last time his sister took care of him like this when he was a child was when his sister took care of him. Fu Dong smiled.

"Take all the poison."

Yang Lan smiled and took away the peanuts in front of Fu Dong and Han Qian, and whispered.

"You can't eat peanuts when eating crabs. There are side effects! Xiaoqian, don't eat them either."

"oh!"

Fu Dong looked at Han Qian with playful eyes, and Han Qian sighed helplessly.

"I know you want to say that none of my family members are better than Yang Lan, right? Let's get down to business!"

Fu Dong picked up the wine glass, and Han Qian also picked up the wine glass. After taking a sip, Han Qian's eyes widened.

"Isn't this just boring the donkey?"

Fu Dong frowned.

"You know how to drink your ass? Lu Zhi is really not in a hurry now. It seems that the promise you gave last time gave him a reassurance. I suggest that you have another conflict with Lu Zhi recently."

Han Qian curled his lips and squinted at Fu Dong.

"Are you fooling this stupid boy? I have a conflict with him now. It's okay for him to deal with me, but what about others? The predecessor of Ye Zhai Pavilion is not clean either!"

Fu Dong smiled.

"There is a brother-in-law!"

"Don't be so serious. What did Lu Zhi say to you?"

"He asked me to come and test your words. He said that after he retires, he will try his best to recommend me to take his seat, but I can't wait any longer. Why should I wait for him to retire? Now there is still a relationship between me and Lu Zhi comminicate."

Han Qian asked Fu Dong sideways.

"Do you want to drink? If you don't drink, I will go home."

"Of course I have to drink! How can I make Lu Zhi think I'm worthless if I don't drink too much?"

After three rounds of drinking, both of them drank. However, they both kept their mouths shut and did not reveal any news or follow-up plans to each other. Yang Lan lightly poked Fu Dong's arm, and Fu Dong turned his head. Yang Lan held a bowl of pickled cabbage soup and spoke softly with a spoon.

"That's almost it. You both will be very busy tomorrow! If you can, go to my house for a drink. I'm a good cook."

Fu Dong found out why he liked Yang Lan so much. How could there be such a gentle and sensible woman?

"How about a cup of tea?"

Yang Lan smiled.

"It's okay if Beibei is not sick. I originally wanted to drink something, but Beibei doesn't feel well~ I have to go home to see Beibei later."

"The children are important."

At this time, Han Qian added.

"Sister Yang, please go back first. Let's pack up and go back. Glory may be busy these days. Miss Ye, come here and I'll tell you something!"

Yeats stood up, and Han Qian helped Yeats to the side. The two talked in low voices for a long time. When Han Qian came back, Yang Lan had left, and Han Qian waved to Fu Dong.

"You can stay here tonight. I'll go back first. It's not warm and comfortable. I'll take Yeats back to the hospital!"

Fu Dong stood outside the door without saying anything, staring at Yang Lan's leaving car and muttering quietly.

"Oops~ It's going to be terrible! It feels like an emergency infarction!"

Yang Lan walked with Yan Qingqing. In the car, Yan Qingqing looked at Yang Lan, who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Lan smiled.

"Send a message to Fu Dong and ask him to remember to prepare some water at night. Binhai is colder than the capital~"

Yan Qingqing raised her eyebrows.

"Are you excited?"

Yang Lan pouted.

"It doesn't exist, but he can have a crush on me, which will be more helpful to Xiao Qian. The man is very simple. With a few simple words of concern and greetings, he may have even thought about what his grandson should be called."

Yan Qingqing gave Yang Lan a thumbs up.

"You're awesome!"

Yang Lan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Idiot Green Tea would say, brother ~ you are so handsome!"

“What about smart green tea?”

"There is no smart green tea, only a good sister who is considerate. Don't do this anymore. I was scared to death just now! Just look at him nervously. Men are very simple. A children's magazine can deal with all men. Regardless of age! Go home, go to bed, turn off the phone, don’t reply, let him figure it out by himself!”

Yan Qingqing was thoughtful and Yang Lan smiled.

"Don't think about it. It's useless to Han Qian. If you say something and don't do this next time, Han Qian may proudly reply to you, 'I am the child chosen by God. Do you deserve to care about me?'"

Yan Qingqing stepped on the accelerator, her face full of anger.

"There must be something wrong with this straight man's brain!"