Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

At night, Han Qian was lying in the yard, while Han Jiayi squatted aside and lit mosquito coils.

The weather was relatively hot, so my daughter didn't come out and hid in the room with the air conditioner blowing on.

Han Qian closed his eyes and muttered softly.

"Feng Lun's plan is known to Father Gu, but what he should know is only superficial. It seems that Father Bai Tao also knows and wants to get the credit! But how can Feng Lun be so honest? Binhai doesn't have his shadow. He is I won’t give in!”

While talking, Han Qian felt the breeze coming from his side. He opened his eyes and frowned at Han Jiayi, who was holding a fan, and asked.

"Who asked you to fan me? Are you not hot?"

Han Jia nodded.

"It's hot! But you're the dad, so give me a fan first!"

Han Qian sat up and took the fan from Han Jiayi's hand and threw it aside, frowning.

"Where did you get so many bad things from you? Am I dead or disabled and do I need you to fan me? It was Yan Qingqing who gave birth to you, and Liu Shengge who raised you!"

Han Jiayi squatted aside and whispered softly.

"Don't they all say they like sensible children?"

Han Qian frowned and said again.

"What does it mean to be sensible? Do you care about others regardless of whether you are cold or hot? The so-called sensible thing is just a rhetoric used by some parents to show off and train their children to become their own handicrafts. I can't change it. , you come here and fan me, that’s called being sensible, what would you do if you don’t fan me when I’m so stupid?”

Han Jia raised his head and looked at Han Qian and whispered.

"Teachers say you should learn to be filial to your parents, right?"

Han Qian stretched out his hand and poked Han Jiayi's forehead. Han Jiayi sat on the ground with a bit of confusion in his eyes, Han Qian frowned.

"Why are you stubborn? Han Jiayi, your brain is not working well? The Han family doesn't need sensible children like you, and I don't like sensible children. What did the teacher say? You don't have the ability to think? I I have treated you like a tool and thrown it to your godfather. Why do you still show filial piety to me? Why can’t I understand that I am the same child as you? Come on, tell me whether it was right or not for Kong Rong to give pear to me. "

"It should be!"

Han Qian got angry and got up and grabbed Han Jiayi.

"You just stand here for me, what are you right about? Why should you leave the good things to others and not eat the bad ones yourself?"

Han Jia was not angry at all and looked at Han Qian seriously.

"Because that's what you are!"

"Um?"

One sentence left Han Qian speechless.

Soon after, the father and son squatted outside the compound, each holding a piece of watermelon in his hand. Han Qian ate the watermelon and murmured in a low voice.

"Don't imitate me. Your father and I are just like this, and I will never change it in my lifetime, so I hope my son will be more selfish. Your father and I will suffer from a personality like this."

Han Jia gnawed on the watermelon and said vaguely

"No! What if you die one day? If I am selfish, who will protect my mothers, aunts, and my brothers and sisters!"

"Your father can't die."

"I do not believe."

Han Qian turned his head and stretched out his hand to snatch the watermelon from his son's hand. Han Jia didn't resist at all and didn't care at all. Han Qian was furious.

"Can you have a temper? You had such a temper when you were a child, why are you like dough now?"

Han Jia sighed like a grown-up.

"It's not necessary. If I get angry with you, I can't hit you or do anything else."

Han Qian was a little anxious.

"Son, what do you mean by dad, do you want to be stronger?"

"If you're not strong, you don't have any shit. You have two dads. What's the point of being strong? They're afraid of me because of my two dads, and they're not afraid of me."

Han Qian found that he could not educate Han Jiayi, and this child's ideas were too right.

After taking Han Jia back to the room, Han Qian looked at his daughter holding a mobile phone and blowing on the air conditioner. Han Qian stepped forward and took Han Chong'er's mobile phone, and seriously asked if he had noticed anything wrong with his brother's head.

Han Chong'er nodded vigorously to this.

"There's something seriously wrong with him. He has no temper."

Han Qian nodded seriously.

"Yes, why doesn't he have a temper? Nursery rhyme, my son has no temper?"

Nursery Rhyme, who was half lying on the bed, raised her eyebrows.

"Don't you have a temper too? Besides, Jiayi is surrounded by his own family, so what kind of temper does he have? You can't see him when he's having a temper. You haven't mentioned your son once in several months, and you start to find faults when we meet him. Han Qian, get out of here. As soon as A comes over, mommy will give you a hug."

Han Qian looked at the obedient Han Jiayi and frowned.

"Aren't you hot?"

Han Jiayi sighed.

"Why are you so annoying?"

Han Qian was stunned for a moment, then looked at his daughter.

"Daughter, is daddy annoying?"

Han Chong'er frowned and nodded.

"Sometimes it's so ink-stained! Dad, you can go out and play for a while if you have nothing to do. Stop hanging around in front of me. It won't be cool anymore."

Han Qian was injured.

I went back to my room and lay on the bed. I obviously had good intentions and wanted to make my son a little selfish. Why was he still hated by the two children?

Lao Gu left early the next morning, and so did the nursery rhymes and poems.

Han Qian looked at the two children standing in front of him and smiled.

"What? Yesterday you thought I was annoying. Can't you do it without me today?"

Han Jia was too lazy to speak while holding the lollipop in his mouth, while Han Chong'er narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Dad~ If I hadn't been worried that you had no money, Jiayi and I would have taken a flight back to Binhai. How about packing up and leaving? The air tickets have been booked, shall we go?"

Walking out of the guest house at the yamen gate, the daughter held her left hand, and her son held his right hand. The two babies were afraid that their father would be lost. When they took the taxi, they sat on each side, one on the left and the other on the right. Han Qian held his arms. The daughter-in-law smiled from ear to ear.

Why aren't you surprised?

Dear daughter, dear son!

When passing through the security check, Han Chong'er ran over first, then turned her head and looked at her father seriously.

"Dad, you didn't bring a knife or gun when you came out today, did you?"

The security guard just thought it was a little girl's joke, but Han Qian actually took out a short knife from his waist and handed it to the security guard, smiling at his daughter.

"If I hadn't brought you two out, I really wouldn't have brought this thing, and I didn't bring the gun! Your mother's gun is still at home."

The security check was a little confused, and at this time Han Chong'er muttered softly.

"If I had known, I would have called my mother to pick me up and touch the gun."

The three people were almost taken away on the spot for investigation.

After getting on the plane, Han Chong'er booked first class. Her son sat in the chair early and fastened his seat belt. His daughter stood next to her father and buckled her seat belt seriously and gave instructions.

"No smoking or drinking! Don't disturb others while they are resting, and you are not allowed to scold the stewardess, and you are not allowed to make phone calls. Give me your mobile phone!"

Han Qian obediently handed the phone to his daughter. Han Chong'er turned off the phone and gave it back to Han Qian, then said angrily.

"Don't turn off the phone! Go to sleep!"

Han Qian obediently closed his eyes, it was so interesting, everyone has a daughter?

Han Qian actually fell asleep after swaying all the way. It was already afternoon when he arrived in the capital. Han Qian was yawning and was pulled out of the airport by two children. Yeats was already driving and waiting at the door. Han Qian Asked whose car it was, Yeats smiled.

"Liu Shengge's. He's not at home. There are so many cars left lying around. I just happen to have the keys."

The two children got in the car, Han Jia called out "Mom", and Yeats smiled.

"Call me sister! Don't call me mom!"

Then Han Chong'er turned his head and looked at Han Qian.

"Brother!"

After suffering a brain breakdown, Han Chong'er covered her head and stopped talking. Yeats drove the car and said softly.

"Tongyao and Yu Shici took Feng Lun back to Binhai Prison. Father Gu said he doesn't want to move anymore and doesn't want you to have a conflict with Baitao in the capital. He told me to take you back to Binhai as soon as we get off the plane."

Han Qian yawned and said vaguely.

"I might as well fly directly to Binhai."

Han Chong'er replied seriously.

"Dad! There is no direct flight to Binhai, we must take a special plane!"