Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Han Qian was really angry. He ignored Lin Zongheng who was in the capital the next day, sent An An to the plane, and gave Luo Shen, Luo Fu and Liu Shengwu many instructions before Han Qian returned to Binhai.

Less than three minutes after he walked into the house, the warmth came back, and then he searched around the house like a detective. Seeing the unusual warmth, Han Qian spoke.

"What are you doing? Isn't it hot?"

Nuan Nuan suddenly woke up, ran to the air conditioner and touched it with his hand. After turning on the air conditioner, he rushed directly to Han Qian who was sitting on the imperial concubine's couch.

"Say... Hey, hey, hey? Ouch!"

"Fuck!"

Han Qian and Wen Nuan fell to the ground at the same time, Han Qian held Wen Nuan in his arms and gritted his teeth.

"You want to kill me?"

Wen Nuan grabbed Han Qian's hair.

"Tell me! Which vixen did you go to find? He ran away without saying a word!"

"What kind of vixen am I looking for? Nuannuan, please take your hands off me! I'm going to the capital!"

"Wow, wow! That's great. An'an isn't in the capital. Why did you go to the capital? Han Qian, have you started messing around with women again? I can't live another day like this!"

"I met Lin Zongheng in the capital!"

"You don't even let men go?"

The fight started.

The beating was so hot and thunderous that Han Qian stood at the stairs on the first floor and pointed at the warmth at the stairs on the second floor.

"Come on, come on, come down! Today I will let you know what it means to be a man and what domestic violence means! I will beat my wife while eating and sleeping. I, Han Qian, will not eat or sleep anymore. Nuannuan, please come down!"

Han Qian's arm was scratched one by one by the warmth. Although there was no bleeding or broken skin, it looked like a tattoo.

Nuan Nuan stuck out her tongue at Han Qian and went back to the room to lock the door. Then she sat with her back on the ground, took out two earphones and put them into her ears, closing her eyes and muttering softly.

"Amitabha~ That's good, that's good. As long as you can't hear it, you're not scolding me!"

Han Qian went upstairs and pushed open the door to the second bedroom. His face changed from angry to confused, from red to blue, and finally pale, and then he weakly held the door.

"Nuan Nuan, did you kill the pig in my room?"

The quilt from the morning was still on the tatami, half a watermelon on the table, and a banana peel on the pillow. He turned around and knocked on the door.

"Nuan Nuan, come out! Come out here. If I don't beat you to death today, you won't even know how fierce your ex-husband is!"

no response!

Han Qian returned to the second bedroom again. As soon as he lifted the quilt, he saw a pair of fishnet stockings. Han Qian felt a little confused and turned his head and shouted.

"You're not even wearing stockings, so what are you doing with these fishnet stockings?"

"Yan Hu's!"

Han Qian put it in front of his nose and smelled it.

Why?

It really smells like Yan Qingqing's perfume.

Click!

Warmly open the door.

The picture freezes.

Han Qian quickly put down his fishnet stockings and said awkwardly.

"Unexpected, I'm just good..."

Wen Nuan returned to the room, Han Qian took a deep breath and ran away. When Wen Wen came out again, he stood up his hair, rolled up his sleeves and rushed upstairs.

"Han Qian, you pervert, gangster, and pervert leader! I said five years ago that my judgment was not wrong! Now you are standing there and giving me two headbutts as if nothing happened. You are still smelling stockings, why don't you go?" Wen Yan Qingqing’s stinky feet, come back here!”

Han Qian, who had already run to the door, suddenly turned around and wanted to roll up his sleeves, but found that he had no shirt on. He walked towards Wen Nuan, but Nuan Wen was not afraid at all and grabbed Han Qian's ears.

Duang.

Han Qian staggered back two steps, and his hair was grabbed by warmth in the next second.

"You still want to hit me! What a coincidence? Come here!"

Han Qian quickly waved his hand and refused.

"Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong! Warmth, I was wrong, you hit me on the head again..."

Duang!

Han Qian lay on the floor tiles, covering his head with his hands and choking.

"Nuan Nuan, you wait, I will sue your mother as soon as I can get up! There is no way to survive this life, separate, separate immediately!"

Nuan Nuan stepped forward and sat on Han Qian's belly, grabbing Han Qian's ears.

"Why are you, a grown-up man, crying? You're sorry for your big arms! You have white hair and you look like a gangster. Why are you so incapable of treating an old lady like me? Are you going to hit me?"

Snapped!

A small slap fell on the warm butt.

This guy totally lit the fuse.

Han Qian tidies up the room and makes a sneak attack!

Han Qian washes clothes and warms up.

Han Qian cooks, and Wen Nuan waits obediently, because it is related to his stomach problem.

Han Qian was washing the dishes, with warmth and a strange look on his side.

"Yan Qingqing wears stockings, An An wears stockings, nursery rhymes also wear stockings, poems also wear stockings, Cai Qinghu...Han Qian! Did you divorce me just because I don't wear stockings?"

Han Qian turned his head and said helplessly.

"Are you crazy?"

"I don't love you anymore, I just start to dislike you. They say I'm crazy. Forget it~ It's not sweet to be strong. Han Qian, let's get a divorce. If we continue like this, we will only become each other's burden!"

Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Wen Nuan.

"We don't even have a marriage certificate!"

Wen Nuan suddenly got angry, kicked Han Qian's butt, and said angrily.

"What about four million? I won't be able to see this four million when I die. You lied to me about divorce and then asked me to pay back four million. Where is the money? Where is the money? Today Han Qian, why don't you tell me about this matter? I understand everything, so don’t even think about sleeping."

"Hmm... Hmm... Hmm... It's so warm!"

"put!"

"Have your breasts grown up?"

"Well, when you grow up, you wear silk stockings. Do you like it? Do you want me to call Yan Qingqing for you?"

"Lin Zongheng said he would give me 10% of his shares, but I refused."

"It has nothing to do with me. It doesn't matter to me whether he dies or not. It's only four million! Han Qian, give me the money. I... why are you going!"

Han Qian opened the refrigerator, dug out a spoonful of watermelon, stuffed it into his warm mouth, and said seriously.

"Is it sweet?"

Nuan Nuan nodded.

"sweet!"

The next second, Nuan Nuan grabbed Han Qian's arm and shook his long hair.

"Don't fool me! I want money!!"

Han Qian held the watermelon and took another spoonful. Nuan Nuan opened his mouth and waited, eating another piece. Han Qian asked.

"Isn't it sweet?"

Wen Nuan tasted it carefully and then shook his head. It was not as sweet as before. Han Qian tilted his head and thought for a while before speaking.

"Would you like to take a bite of the watermelon rind?"

Nuan Nuan stopped playing with Han Qian.

This man is so boring and has no intention of resisting at all.

Lying on the sofa, staring at the ceiling in a daze, Han Qian wiped his hands and walked out of the kitchen, squatting on the edge of the sofa and pinching Wen Nuan's nose.

"Baby!"

"what!"

"Brother, are these big flowery arms handsome?"

Nuan Nuan turned over and hugged Han Qian's arm, opened his mouth and took a bite, muttering softly.

"Ten thousand bites! Just let me take four hundred bites! No, I'm angry. I remember Yan Qingqing biting your forehead, Han Qianahhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The warmth is grinding.

Han Qian was already used to it. After a while, the two of them were sitting on the sofa together. Han Qian looked at the information on the computer and whispered.

"What do you think of Lin Zongheng's shares?"

Nuan Nuan shrugged.

"What can I say? He has no power and no strength now. Even if I swallowed up these 10% of my shares, he would have no chance to find a place to file a complaint. But if I didn't swallow it, I just wouldn't give it to him. He originally How dare you kidnap me! This 10% will be considered as compensation for me, why don't we kill Lin Zongheng?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"It seems like she can't kill him. The eunuch's brain is going crazy again. Luo Shen originally had a chance, but Ling Dang and Beloved are both there. She can't kill people in front of the two children. When Luo Shen is ready to take action, Lin Zongheng has already appeared with Baitao. Lin Zongheng is not like Zhou Le or Li Shaoqi. Little by little, he has made a silent agreement with me and Liu Shengge. I will not move him for the time being, and he will not move. You, Liu Shengge are here to witness this agreement. Now that Lin Zongheng is barefoot, I am really a little nervous. Don’t get involved in this matter. If you can, you can go and harm Niu Xiaohuaer and the others. "

Nuan Nuan whispered against Han Qian's shoulder.

"I'm not interested. Whoever is interested can go. I'm too lazy to deal with people like Niu Xiaohua'er. I don't like her!"

"Baby, do you think you are in love?"

"Why do I love that thing if I have nothing to do?"

"Then you want to like me?"

"I'm sick. I like you. Me! I love you!"

Duang!

With a gentle headbutt, Han Qian lay on the sofa and looked at the roof, saying seriously.

"How virtuous and capable I am!"

"Brother Qian!"

"Um?"

"If you throw Yan Qingqing off the stairs, I will love you even more!"

Late at night, Nuan Nuan slept like an octopus and woke Han Qian up twice. After waking up the second time, Han Qian looked at his phone and saw that it was four o'clock.

There is one missed call.

Don't know who it is.

Han Qian got up quietly and went downstairs. He took out his mobile phone and called back. The call was connected.

"Brother Qian'er, there was a little accident. I...I don't know how to put it, but...a foreigner died in our bar. It seems he was from the Zhou Group!"

"Ah? How did you die?"

"Beat to death!"

"Wait until I get there."

At four o'clock, when Han Qian went out, the door to the next door was pushed open. Looking at the two men from District 8 who came out, Han Qian took a deep breath.

"You don't have to stay up all night. It's not easy to ask your aunt to give you the little money during the day, and it's not easy to support the family. I went out, and when your aunt asked, she said I was busy."

"Okay! Don't worry, uncle, I will sit here after you leave."

After Han Qian left, the man sat on the ground.

The laptop is playing The Legend of Zhen Huan, a sausage and a bottle of beer.

The tradition of the Eighth District, you must be able to understand what the Legend of Zhen Huan is about!

When Han Qian arrived in District 8, it was already blocked. Big Dog and Xiao Song walked over from the crowd, and Han Qian threw a pack of cigarettes to Big Dog.

"what happened?"

The big dog pointed at Xiao Song.

"You tell me."

Xiao Song took a deep breath, closed his eyes and sighed.

"The deceased's name is Li Lun, a European! He raped a little girl after being drunk at a bar at home. However, during the process, the victim resisted excessively and hit the deceased on the head multiple times. When someone found out, the deceased was confirmed dead on the way to the hospital."

Han Qian had never turned around and asked with a frown.

"You mean... you were beaten to death by a little girl?"

"yes!"

Han Qian scratched his head.

"So, now the victim has become the perpetrator? I'm a bit confused. Wait for me to call and ask, where is the person now?"

"In the hospital, the victim will most likely be arrested. According to the past... in the cases I encountered, the victim may have violated the law and will be... questioned."

After Xiao Song finished speaking, Guan Dagou frowned.

"What the hell is this?"