Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Chapter 165 Why does he know everything?

Han Qian was sitting in Cheng Jin's office, smoking a cigarette and wearing five or six band-aids on his face.

"It should be almost done in one night. Old man, you can send a notice to Sun Zhengmin. If you have any trouble, just come to me. We will talk about these things later. What happened over there in Qinghu? How did you get hurt?"

Cheng Jin frowned and sighed.

"Xiaohai guarantees me with his life that Qinghu was scratched on his leg by the wooden board at the door and fell to the ground when he left the warehouse. There was absolutely no harm to him. However, Xiaohai said that Qinghu struggled several times after fainting and couldn't stand up. , I sent it to the hospital and checked it again, but there was nothing wrong. Now it suddenly becomes like this, and the doctor can’t give an explanation! Don’t worry.”

Han Qian frowned and replied.

"How could I not be anxious? At the gate of the temple, Qinghu sat on my neck. I promised her that she would make him happy. When we went to visit the graves of Cai Qiang and Cai Kun, I also said that I would take care of her. Dear Qinghu, now Qinghu has become like this, how do you want me to explain to these two old people?"

Cheng Jin raised his head and looked at Han Qian with a frown, and Han Qian said again.

"When I went to Qinghu's house for the first time, I had a conflict with Bai Rou. Bai Rou said more than once that Qinghu is not suitable for me. Why don't you go to the hospital after your work? When you drew a red line between Qinghu and me, you didn't What are you going to say? Damn it, and that Meng Zhifu, how can this grandson not take this opportunity to scold me? He pushed him down in the corridor and beat him, and now that he wants to take revenge on me, I have no reason to fight back! I'm annoyed, I gone."

Cheng Jin looked at Han Qian who was leaving with a blank expression.

What happened to this?

After Han Qian left the Yamenmen, he drove straight to the city bureau, found Li Jinhai and got back his driver's license. The second uncle seemed to be very busy and had no time to listen to Han Qian's nagging. He gave Han Qian the driver's license and told Han Qian to get out. There are many things.

After leaving the city bureau, Han Qian drove back to the hospital. When he walked into the hospital, he learned that Cai Qinghu had been taken back to Shengjing by Bai Rou.

Han Qian's mind was in a mess and he didn't want to be hospitalized anymore. He left the hospital and drove aimlessly. He sent a text message to Cai Qinghu on the way, but the result was nothing. He called Bai Rou, but was hung up.

After driving around, Han Qian's car stopped outside Qian Ling's villa.

In the Qian family villa, Han Qian was lying on the sofa and covering his head, Qian Ling frowned.

"Why do you look so desperate again? Xiao Han Qian, can you be more energetic?"

Han Qian turned his head to look at Qian Ling and said sadly.

"Auntie! You are like my own mother. I have a severe headache now. Yeats' leg was broken when Lin Zongheng hired someone to drive him over. The Ye family's parents came to Binhai. I didn't even have a chance to apologize. Yeats was picked up, now it's better! Bai Rou came and picked up Qinghu directly."

Qian Ling turned her head and looked at Yeats who was standing aside. The latter shook his head with a strange look in his eyes. Qian Ling stood up and walked to Han Qian, bending down and asked.

"How can such a thing happen!"

Han Qian covered his face and sighed.

"Auntie, please stop comforting me! Why didn't this happen? Someone did it deliberately for Yeats, and I can still take revenge! Now Qinghu fell by myself, and I don't even have a place to vent. Back then, When I went to Qinghu's house to propose marriage, I went empty-handed. Bai Rou and Li Yali have always had objections to me, and now... Auntie, please take my mother and go there again, I don't dare to go home now!"

Qian Ling turned her head and looked at Yeats again. Yeats's face was full of confusion, and he lowered his head and looked at the tablet quickly.

Shouldn't it?

Qian Ling sat next to Han Qian and said softly.

"Be good, there is nothing that cannot be solved. Let's take our time and we will find a way!"

Han Qian sat up and took a deep breath.

"Auntie, I'm going to find that old Taoist priest. Didn't he say that I would be fine if I retired? Isn't he a pure liar? I'm leaving! Tell Qian Wan not to always play games and kill couples in the safe zone. ,gone!"

Han Qian left immediately, while Qian Ling and Ye Zhi looked at each other blankly.

Qian Ling whispered.

"This is... what did others say to him?"

Yeats shook his head blankly.

"Not wow."

On the steps leading up to the temple, the old Taoist priest was holding a string of Buddhist beads to fool a young couple. He was talking with a smile on his face, but he saw a man limping over with an angry face. When he was a young man, the old Taoist priest got up and ran away.

A man in his seventies or eighties, he ran very fast and jumped off the three-meter-high platform. Han Qian, who had injured his right leg, stood on the platform holding a baseball bat and pointed at the old Taoist priest and roared.

"You old liar, you lied to me about being bitten by a dog, you lied to me about getting wet in the rain, and you lied to me about retiring. Get the fuck up here and I'll beat you to death!"

Tourists stopped to look at this arrogant and domineering young man with tattoos on his arms.

The old Taoist priest stood in the audience and smiled.

"Don't be anxious! Let me count my fingers for you."

Then he pointed at Han Qian and cursed.

"Do you think you're fucking retired? You won't come to Binhai anymore, and then what? Lao Gu didn't ask you to deal with the infiltration of outsiders for him? When Cai Qinghu was falsely pregnant, you went to Tianbei and Shengjing to bully people into changing her You got a position as a director, what do you call retirement? Your good nursery rhymes can lead to miscarriage, and now you have come back to be the crown prince. You have already remembered it. Can there be no problem in Xiaoqinghu? Come down and give me a kiss, I will I’ll give you a solution!”

Han Qian knelt down on the ground and started kowtow. The old Taoist laughed.

"I lied to you! I can't help it!"

Han Qian nodded seriously.

"Okay! You can do it! You are really good! Just wait for me! You can't run away from this place, and I can't do anything to you? Where are the dogs? Get some dogs and put them down for me."

The old Taoist priest surrendered immediately, and then Han Qian's eyes widened. At that time, the seventy-eighty-year-old man climbed up. Han Qian was frightened and took a step back. The old Taoist priest stepped forward and hugged Han Qian's arms. Shoulder.

"Are you still hitting me?"

Han Qian chuckled.

"Let's stop fighting. Let's go to the temple and have a chat. Is the dog still there?"

"Yes! I just can't run. It seems I can't chase you."

After saying this, an old monk wearing cassocks walked out of the crowd and laughed.

"Son of Death, what did you say?"

The old monk led two native dogs in their prime, and the old Taoist priest raised his hands in surrender.

Not long afterward, the scene from that year was reproduced again, but this time there was one more person and one more dog under the tree.

Han Qian pointed at the old Taoist priest and said angrily.

"Did you lie to me back then?"

The old Taoist priest shook his head seriously.

"No! I'm definitely not lying to you when I say that retiring you will be good for those around you. This old bald ass also understands. I don't ask you to believe him."

The old monk smiled and touched his white beard and nodded.

"The one with the last name of death certainly didn't lie to you."

Han Qian frowned and turned to look at the old Taoist priest.

"Your surname is Death? How did you end up with this surname?"

Then he looked at the monk.

"Your last name is Huo?"

The old monk smiled and shook his head.

"There is no such surname as Huo. My surname is Du."

Han Qian felt that his CPU was a little burned, and then pointed at the old Taoist priest and said angrily.

"Let's not talk about this for now, you give me a solution, otherwise I will beat your son, I will beat your grandson! I believe what you said, I, Han Qian, have a bad fate and a low life."

The old Taoist priest curled his lips and said.

"If you hadn't been injured last night, your Cai Qinghu wouldn't be as simple as it is now. If you hadn't retired, Tongyao wouldn't have been a simple miscarriage. Han Qian, you have to believe in fate!"

Han Qian looked at the old Taoist priest, then bent down to pick up a stone. Before the old monk could stop him, Han Qian hit himself on the head with the stone. The blood instantly stained his face. Han Qian looked at the old Taoist priest as if he was unaware of the distance. , the old Taoist priest frowned.

"It's useless for you!"

"oh!"

Han Qian took off his vest, took a deep breath, and then stretched out his hand to press on the unhealed wound on his shoulder. The old Taoist priest looked at Han Qian's shoulder that had been torn and bleeding, and quickly jumped down from the tree. He raised his legs with both feet. The dog went and lay down on its side obediently.

The old Taoist priest took out a tissue and pressed it on Han Qian's forehead, frowning.

"Crazy? Do you think this is useful?"

Han Qian looked at the old Taoist priest expressionlessly and said seriously.

"My injury will lessen the harm to the people around me, right? You said Qinghu has lost his memory, right? You can remove this arm. You can find a way to make Qinghu okay."

The old Taoist priest closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, covering Han Qian's forehead and said angrily.

"Am I a god? Am I a god? I can see it, but I can't solve it! You were injured this time, and it won't be particularly serious in your Qinghu area. Oops~ I really don't want to admit it... What should the old monk do? ?”

The old monk replied expressionlessly.

"No way! Just send him to the hospital. You are not a god, and I am not a living Buddha."

Han Qian left the hospital in the morning, but was sent back before dark.

Wen Nuan tilted his head and looked at Han Qian, frowning.

"Crazy?"

Han Qian nodded and whispered.

"I went to see a movie with Aunt Ji before, and it seemed like it was about to become a reality."

Nuan Nuan frowned.

"Then what?"

Han Qian opened his eyes and said warmly.

"Do I dislike you after you lost your memory?"

"Maybe not."