Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Cui Li couldn't be contacted, and Feng Lun's mobile phone number was empty again. Han Qian didn't have time to eat at home, so he called Zhao Wangu while riding his motorcycle, but it was Han Qing who answered the phone.

"Qian'er!"

Han Qian stopped his motorcycle and took a deep breath.

"I don't blame you at all, just be careful!"

Zhao Hanqing whispered.

"I can't help it! That Taoist priest was staring at my wife and my mother in Shengjing. I...I only recently found out that my wife was pregnant when I left. Qian'er, I..."

Han Qian took a deep breath and sighed.

"I know, I understand, you brought these children to see Feng Lun."

"Yes! Jiawei contacted me after he found out! When Jiawei, I, and Feng Lun were together, Jiawei made it very clear that he could help Feng Lun catch a few children, and he would also help Feng Lun. To resolve some people and issues, we also put forward conditions that Feng Lun cannot touch Jiayi and Lingdang."

Han Qian let out a long sigh again.

"My eldest daughter must have been present at that time."

"I don't know, I...I can only do this, Qian'er! I violated one..."

"It's okay, it should be! Protect your family before protecting others. Jiawei is by Feng Lun's side. Does Feng Lun know where he is?"

"I don't know! We both made an agreement that he will not appear in Shengjing and I will not expose any of his whereabouts."

"I know, but there's something! You should immediately check Yang Caihuan's previous whereabouts and see who has coerced confessions from her and put pressure on her. Find a few big ones first and arrest them if you can tonight. , look for me by the way, my Cui Li should be in Shengjing."

"I see."

After hanging up the phone from Zhao Hanqing, Han Qian thought about it and finally called Luo Shen.

"Where's my daughter?"

"Chasing dogs in the yard. I've reached an age where cats and dogs are disgusted."

Luo Shen looked at the girl riding an Alaskan in the yard, feeling somewhat helpless in her heart and murmuring in a low voice.

"Why are you so unladylike?"

This sentence was heard by Han Qian, who murmured softly.

"Because her mother is not a lady, let me ask you something, little fairy, but don't worry too much. I am very curious about some of the things that have happened recently. Our daughter learns something every day, and what do you teach her?"

"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, food and clothing, etiquette and rules."

"Um?"

"No one is taught."

"Um!"

"My daughter and I have less time to study. She basically only talks to me at night and asks a bunch of random questions that she shouldn't think about at her age. Most of the time she is around Luo Qing or Zhou Ma and Liu Shengge."

Han Qian lit a cigarette and whispered.

"Did you know that Yang Caihuan died?"

After the words came out, there was silence on the phone for a long time, and Luo Shen let out a long sigh.

"I couldn't accept it for a while. I remember she was pregnant."

Han Qian also took a deep breath.

"Yes, I took the child with me! Feng Lun has been to the capital, and my daughter has met him. I don't understand how my daughter, who is less than six years old, and the little nerd Jiawei persuaded Feng Lun. Call me here?"

Luo Shen shouted, but her daughter didn't come over. She started fighting with the dog, and she chased and hammered the Alaska, which weighed more than 100 kilograms.

If it were anyone else, it would be hard to say that Han Qian could do anything, including Ling Dang, but for the two children Beloved and Jiayi, Han Qian had no way at all.

Very rebellious.

He told Luo Shen to pay attention to his safety, and after nagging for a few words, Han Qian hung up the phone.

Arriving at the morgue, looking at Tu Xiao, Wei Tiancheng and Li Jinhai, Han Qian scratched his head, Tu Xiao opened his mouth, and Han Qian took the lead in extending his hand.

"Don't say anything. Just scold me for my daughter's mistakes. How about feeling unsatisfied?"

Wei Tiancheng pushed up his glasses with a weird look on his face and whispered.

"It's strange. I cooked three big bowls of rice as soon as I got home, and went to bed without crying or fussing. It felt like I had really grown up."

Han Qian looked at Tu Xiao, and then at Li Jinhai.

"Second uncle, what did Duo Le say?"

Li Jinhai's expression was not normal either. He squatted in front of the coffin, lit the paper in the basin, and sighed.

"I didn't say anything about Feng Lun. He asked me a few questions. I didn't know how to answer them. What did Yang Caihuan do wrong? Did the person who forced Yang Caihuan to death break the law? Why did Feng Lun make the mistake? An unborn child and a pregnant woman have to bear the burden. Didn't Feng Lun do a lot for Lao Gu? Moreover, the people Feng Lun threatened were all illegals. Why do so many people want Feng Lun to die? ?I...I can’t answer.”

Tu Xiao on the side curled his lips.

"If there's anything you can't answer, just answer your ugly questions. I'm sorry for you two, but I'm embarrassed to say it!"

Han Qian pulled up a chair and sat down, lying next to the coffin with his hands and looking at Yang Caihuan lying inside, Han Qian sighed.

"Cai Huan, what's the matter? As long as you live, there is no problem that cannot be solved! I also specifically told you to call me if you have anything, anything is fine!"

After lighting a cigarette, Han Qian said again.

"Although it's too late to say anything and can't change anything, I still want to nag you. After all, it's because of me that you met Feng Lun! You, why don't you understand? Why don't you know? You are Feng Lun's salvation, you are the light in his life."

"Yang Caihuan, what a nice name. It's colorful and full of laughter. Especially when you laugh, it's so healing. Why can't you think about it so hard?"

Han Qian reached out and touched the glass coffin lid.

He sighed again and lay on the coffin helplessly.

"When it comes, it comes!"

"Have you figured out how to die?"

"You won't be the first to kill me."

"Yes, so I went to see Su Liang."

Han Qian sighed again and smiled.

"Yang Caihuan is really cute!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Lun grabbed Han Qian's hair and threw it towards the coffin. When his nose was less than an inch away from the coffin, Feng Lun stopped, and Han Qian hit his head on the coffin lid. Feng Lun said coldly.

"I didn't hit you."

Han Qian covered his face and grinned.

"I know, I volunteered!"

"I contacted Li Jiawei, and then he brought your eldest daughter to meet with me. There was an agreement between the two children and I to cooperate. Except for Wei Busong, your eldest daughter brought the other children to see me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Feng Lun grabbed Han Qian's hair.

bump!

After his whole face hit the coffin, Feng Lun grabbed Han Qian's hair, his eyes were scarlet, and his face was pale, and he growled ferociously.

"I'm a fucking scumbag, I'm a criminal, but I won't do anything to children or pregnant women, and you are even more scumbag and beast than me!"

Han Qian raised his head and wiped the nosebleed and asked.

"Any idea who did it?"

Feng Lun bent down and said ferociously.

"Do I need to tell you? Han Qian, I won't kill you today because my wife and children are here. Your daughter and Jiawei have shown sincerity to protect your juniors, and I, Feng Lun, will not take action against them. But keep an eye on the others!"

Han Qian stood up and pointed at the coffin.

"Two days and two nights is the limit. No one can touch you during these two days. You can also buy burial soil on the day of burial!"

"Don't move your woman!"

"oh."

"I don't want to be cremated."

"This is very difficult, maybe Su Liang can do it!"

Feng Lun stood up and grabbed Han Qian's neck. Han Qian grabbed Feng Lun's wrist with his backhand and kicked Feng Lun in the stomach. Feng Lun instantly flew out and fell to the ground. Han Qian went up and aimed at Feng Lun's head. One kick, he said angrily.

"What are you calling me for? I have arranged a path for you, and I have also arranged a life for you. You don't follow my lead, and now you blame me? Lin Zongheng, Chen Qiang, Liu Shengge, Li Shaoqi, how much is Baitao? If someone wants to touch me, I can't protect Yang Caihuan? No one around me has succeeded in protecting him. You blame me now? If you don't want to be cremated and buried, go to Su Liang! When Yang Caihuan's first seven days are over, I'll wait for you to come to me. Settlement!"

Han Qian turned around and strode away, Feng Lun gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Why should I be your dog? Why should I be your military advisor? Han Qian, you don't know how much you owe me?"

"It's clear, so I've been protecting you, and you know that I'm protecting you, so you've taken the blame for me again and again. Don't think you feel so uncomfortable. I've known Caihuan earlier than you did!"

After Han Qian left, Feng Lun got up and sat on the chair where Han Qian had just sat and looked at the woman in the coffin.

Feng Lun suddenly understood what Han Qian had said.

"Feng Lun, we are different. You have no responsibility!"

Feng Lun looked at the woman in the room just now, his eyes were wet, and he said softly.

"I really don't like you, but I feel that I need you. Maybe I don't deserve a life like this."

Feng Lun took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

"Who will die first, you or Li Shaoqi?"

Baitao curled her lips as she read the text message. The next second, the window suddenly shattered. Baitao, who was on the eighth floor, ran into the bedroom window before daring to look downstairs.

A man in a white robe waved something in his hand at her.

Baitao's cell phone rang again, and there was another text message, not the same number as before.

[Do you think this brake looks like the one in your car?]

A photo was attached. Baitao's scalp went numb for a moment, and he immediately called the police.

Someone was caught!

A mental illness certificate.

Han Qian came and took the people away.

Han Qian didn't dare not answer the call because a monk was unloading the battery from his mother-in-law's electric car.