Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

In the morgue, Xu Hongchang and Liu Ding were busy with their own affairs. Cui Li was sitting at the door of the morgue, playing with a dagger in his hand, and little Yang Jia was squatting aside and playing games on his mobile phone.

A figure came from the darkness, Cui Li stood up, the black figure frowned.

"go away!"

Cui Li was silent, and Xiao Yangjia spoke.

"Feng Lun, get out of here!"

Feng Lun came again, tilted his head and looked at Xiao Yang Jia, frowning.

"Are you really not afraid of death?"

"If I was afraid of death, would I still like Cui Li? Come on, come on, you beat me to death, you kill me, you kill me now, it's really interesting."

"Cui Li is protecting you? Are you confident?"

"No! If you touch a hair on my head, my brother Qian'er will chase you all over the world and beat you to death. Anyway, I'm not sensible, I can't understand the twists and turns, and I can't understand the big principles, so you hit me! You Hit me!"

Cui Li stretched out his hand to cover Xiao Yang Jia's mouth, looked at Feng Lun and frowned.

"Don't go in tonight, my young mistress is inside."

Feng Lun was slightly startled and said doubtfully.

"Yan Qingqing? Warmth?"

Cui Li shook his head and Feng Lun said again.

"Nursery rhymes?"

Cui Li shook his head again.

At this time, a soft voice came from the morgue.

"Let him in, little Yang Jia is not allowed to be rude."

Feng Lun was a little surprised. He walked into the morgue and looked at Ji Jing sitting next to the coffin. Feng Lun said softly.

"Why are you here?"

Ji Jing raised her head and smiled.

"First time we meet, my name is Ji Jing!"

Feng Lun walked up and sat across from Ji Jing and said softly.

"I know you are a very important person in Han Qian's heart. I have prepared to catch you and threaten Han Qian many times, but I have failed! You are not as innocent as you appear on the surface. Are you waiting for me here?"

Ji Jing shook her head.

"Half and half, I want to see Yang Caihuan more. We met her earlier than you. I don't like people leaving me, it will be very sad."

Feng Lun took out his cigarette and raised his head to look at Ji Jing. Ji Jing shook her head and said softly.

"I don't mind, I'm used to it."

Feng Lun stood up, took three steps back, lit a cigarette, looked at Yang Caihuan in the coffin and whispered.

"I like her very much. I never thought that someone would like me in this life and that someone would be willing to give up their life for me."

Ji Jing said softly.

"An afterthought?"

Feng Lun's face was stiff, these four words were like a hammer hitting his head, his eyes became blank, Ji Jing smiled.

"Can I tell the truth? If you don't like it, I can tell it nicer."

Feng Lun tilted his head and looked at Ji Jing with complicated eyes.

"You are really not as innocent as you appear."

Then he nodded in realization.

"I forgot, Han Chong'er is your daughter, Ji Jing, your emotional intelligence is really high, oh! You played with nursery rhymes, and it stands to reason that Yan Qingqing and Wen Nuan are not as smart as you."

Ji Jing smiled.

"Everyone has his own advantages. My character is relatively cowardly. I have no desire for anything except my eldest nephew! Feng Lun, you didn't like Yang Caihuan at first, right? You don't think Yang Caihuan likes you either, It wasn't until Yang Caihuan died that you discovered that someone would die for you, and then you collapsed. You only cared about it in hindsight. Only after seeing the splendor of fireworks did you realize the beauty."

Feng Lun slowly squatted on the ground and whispered.

"I don't understand, I don't understand, I don't know."

Ji Jing lay on the coffin, looked at Yang Caihuan, and said softly.

"She likes you very much! Although it will make you sad to say it now, but the more it happens, I will say that she has left. She will not tell you. My eldest nephew is soft-hearted and will not tell you."

At this time Cui Li walked in and Ji Jing waved to him.

"Go out and play with little Yang Jia."

Cui Li did not leave, but squatted in the corner with a pistol in his hand. If Feng Lun went crazy, he would shoot without hesitation. Cui Li would never forget the first time he vomited after drinking and Han Qian was so angry He looked like he was wearing a military coat in the middle of the night to see him.

Ji Jing said again.

"Go out, Xiaoli, he is your elder after all."

Cui Li struggled with his uneasy mind for more than ten seconds, then turned and left.

Ji Jing looked at Feng Lun squatting on the ground and said softly.

"Some people say that Yang Caihuan's death could not bear the pressure, the public opinion and the abuse. It can be said that everyone thinks so, but I don't think so!"

Ji Jing took out a small bottle of liquor, sprinkled some on the coffin, took a sip, and sighed.

"You met in prison. You are Feng Lun, whom everyone in Binhai knows. How could Yang Caihuan not know it? No one forced her to choose you. They just introduced you to each other. The moment she chose you, her mind was on you. Yes, I am willing to make all the plans for you when you are pregnant. She is a public figure, it’s just a little pressure!"

Ji Jing took another sip of liquor, looked at Yang Caihuan and smiled with narrowed eyes.

"So beautiful and brave."

Ji Jing said again.

"Death is not necessarily a release for oneself, but it may also be a release for another person. Why should I become his shackles? He wants to fly, he wants to be free. Maybe without me, he will be freer and doesn't have to go for me. Don't worry, you don't have to take risks for me. I often wonder, if I didn't have my existence, wouldn't he have to run around the world?"

Ji Jing choked slightly, lying on the coffin and whispered.

"Perhaps death is a very selfish thing and will hurt him a lot, but he has never been loved in his life."

Ji Jing stood up.

"This is your hindsight. You don't know how much she likes you! What you care about more in your heart is your children. Feng Lun, there are still a few days left. Spend more time with her. They all said that you should leave in the first seven days. The man is coming back. How about meeting a handsome Feng Lun? Don't be decadent. I think the man Yang Caihuan likes is the one who is famous, frightened, envious, fanatical and elegant, not the crazy, decadent or ugly man. ! She gave you freedom, you should give her freedom back, I want to go back!"

Ji Jing left.

Feng Lun, who was squatting on the ground, burst into tears with tears streaming down his face.

He has never been loved by anyone. From the time he was born to the time he met Yang Caihuan, he has never been loved by anyone. But he never thought in his life that the love he expected to get would appear in this way. It would be like this. It was so heavy that he couldn't find himself.

Feng Lun's cry spread out of the morgue. Cui Li sat at the door without saying a word, not knowing what to say.

Crying and tired, Feng Lun opened the coffin, and a burst of cold air came out. Feng Lun reached out and held Yang Caihuan's face, kissed her forehead gently, and then reached out and stroked Yang Caihuan's belly. Feng Lun's eyes were extremely gentle, said softly.

"Why? Why do you love me so much!"

Grabbing Yang Caihuan's right hand, the sleeve slipped off, and looking at the words embroidered on the inside of his arm, Feng Lun's tears were like the threads of a kite. When he fell to the ground, he raised his head and cried, unable to make a sound.

[Salvation, love him. 】

Feng Lun raised his head, his mouth opened wide, and tears kept flowing. He wanted to wail and cry, but no matter how hard he tried, I couldn't make a sound.

He knew he had missed the most exciting moment in his life.

He knew that he had obtained the most luxurious and precious scenery in his life.

Like flowers in a mirror, like the moon in water.

He can see and get these good things, but when he wants to give feedback to the other party, he finds that he can't do anything. He wants to make up for it, and he wants to save it, but he finds that he is completely powerless.

Ji Jing, who was driving the car, kept wiping the tears on her face.

She saw Yang Caihuan leaving and Feng Lun's regret and collapse.

He took out his cell phone and sent Han Qian a text message.

[Big nephew, I will never, never, never leave you! forever! 】

Third update~~I work very hard,