Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Han Qian took Yu Shici and Yeats around the city.

At nine o'clock in the evening, he wanted to find a place to eat. He could eat anything, even seafood.

Full.

All the shops were full. Han Qian turned to look at Yeats. He wanted to ask if Ye Zhai Pavilion could eat now, but what did this have to do with going home?

Then!

Then!

Then!

Three hand cakes, Yu Shici bit into the hand cakes and breathed in the heat.

"Eating hand cakes on Christmas Eve, eh~ my brother is really awesome."

Yeats narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Would you like your brother to add an egg to you?"

Yu Shici lowered his head and looked at Han Qian's front door. Han Qian jumped back and frowned.

"Why are you such a gangster?"

Yu Shici smiled.

“No taste~”

Han Qian took a step back again, and Yu Shici continued.

"Brother~ There is no sausage in my hand cake!"

Han Qian ran away, but he came back not long after, holding a bundle of chicken sausages and stuffing it into Yu Shici's hand.

"Eat! Enjoy it!"

Yeats laughed unladylikely, and after shopping around for a long time, he finally found a barbecue restaurant. The three of them walked into the store. There were no private rooms, only tables. Han Qian didn't care about these things, so he quickly ordered, opened fire, and took the tongs. Start grilling with scissors.

When Han Qian picked up the dry ingredients and gave them to the two women, they rejected them at the same time.

Yu Shici said seriously while holding the sweet and spicy sauce.

"Eating a little spicy food helps digestion and can slightly suppress weight."

Yeats mixed a bowl of sauce, vinegar, sugar, coriander, spicy millet, sesame seeds and a little seafood sauce and fermented bean curd.

When Yu Shici picked up the ketchup, Han Qian felt uncomfortable all over.

It’s as if XJ people saw that vinegar was added to the rice.

It's like Sichuan people saw ice cream being cooked in a hot pot.

It's like the Cantonese noodles have Zhou Dongyu added to them.

It’s like Northeasterners asking for tomato sauce when eating dumplings.

Han Qian picked up lettuce leaves, roasted beef, garlic slices, dipped some dry ingredients in them and handed them to Yeats, who shook his head seriously.

"Don't eat garlic."

Then he handed it to Yu Shici, who nodded.

"I eat garlic, but I don't want anything she doesn't want."

Han Qian scratched his head, then took out the little raccoon cat from his arms, but the kitten also rejected it and stuffed a piece of his heart into his mouth. Yeats couldn't move his chopsticks after eating a few pieces of meat. Han Qian was crooked. Wrinkling his head and frowning, Yeats shook his head.

"I can't eat anymore. I just ate a hand cake. I'm not losing weight, I'm just controlling my weight."

Yu Shici stuffed meat into his mouth and said vaguely.

"Yeats is still too idle. When you get busy, you will find that the fat cannot keep up with the speed of your consumption. When eating this hot sauce, I think of nursery rhymes. Oh my god! It's scary when she eats hot peppers. Huh? I'll send her a message."

Yeats took out his tablet, took a look at it, and curled his lips.

"Don't post it. Judging from the position of the nursery rhymes, it seems that they are with Nuan Nuan and walking in Changxiang. Well~ Yan Qingqing and Ji Jing are together."

Yu Shici walked closer to Yeats and looked at the puppy heads on her tablet map, Yu Shici said curiously.

"So, you discovered me when I got close to Glory?"

"There is no place for you. I don't care whether you die or not."

"Oh, this husky is warmth, right? The border collie next to the husky is a nursery rhyme, right?"

Yeats said nothing, and Yu's poems continued.

"Let me guess, this Corgi is Yan Qingqing? Ji Jing is a golden retriever? Huh? Where is that Teddy? Uncle Yeats, can you get yourself a Bernese Mountain and a Teddy for me?"

Yeats squinted at Yu Shici and frowned.

"I already told you I won't be here anymore."

Yu Shici stuffed a piece of barbecue into his mouth, glanced at Yeats, then at Han Qian, then at Teddy, then at Han Qian, then at Teddy, and then said "oh" in sudden realization, Han Qian looked at Yeats with wide eyes.

"What the hell?"

Yeats put away his tablet and showed no expression, while Yu Shici gave Han Qian a thumbs up.

"Brother Lover ~ consistent and appropriate, vivid and vivid."

Han Qian took a deep breath, took a piece of meat, blew it cool and fed it to the kitten on the chair, smiling.

"Poetry, Yeats's own position will give him a position? The Bernese Mountain Dog should be a European working dog, the kind that can hang a kettle around its neck."

Yu Shici said oh again, then narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly at Han Qian.

"Teddy~"

Yeats loved dogs, she liked all kinds of dogs.

Um··

I guess only when you see the dog profile pictures will you find them a little bit cute.

After eating for a while, Han Qian didn't want to delay the customers lining up outside. He stood up and packed up to leave when Yu Shici suddenly spoke.

"Yeats, when are you going home? Eat and drink. It's time for you to go home."

Yeats nodded, Yu Shici smiled, and then Yeats spoke.

"Mr. Han, let's go home. You can play with Yu Shici by yourself. Remember to pay the bill."

As soon as Yeats said this, he pulled Han Qian away. Yu Shici took out three pieces of cash and put them on the table. He chased the two of them out the door, hugged Han Qian's arm and looked at Yeats.

"I want you to go home, and my brother and I will go home!"

Yeats squinted at Yu's poems and smiled.

"you sure?"

Yu Shici nodded seriously, and Yeats suddenly laughed.

"Yu Shici, how about you go home with us?"

Uh-huh!

Yu Shici's face turned red instantly, and then she shook her head.

"No, no, no, this definitely won't work! Yeats, go home by yourself, why are you so perverted?"

Yeats smiled.

"Then Mr. Han and I go home!"

"no!"

"Then let's go home and let Mr. Han play by himself."

"No, you go home! My brother is coming with me."

Yeats nodded seriously.

"Okay, I'll go back first!"

Yeats walked away happily. He stretched out his hand to stop a taxi, waved to the two of them and left. Neither Han Qian nor Yu Shici reacted.

She just left?

Isn't this the character of Yeats?

In the taxi, Yeats took his mobile phone and sent two text messages.

【Qinghu! Han Qian is at the entrance of the hotpot restaurant on Xinggongzhong Street~]

Then I thought about why Cai Qinghu felt comfortable?

[Luo Shen~Han Qian is near Xiaolongkan Hotpot Restaurant on Xinggongzhong Street, by himself~alone~]

After sending the text message, he ignored what the two of them replied. Yeats raised his head and laughed. What's wrong? What's Christmas Eve? What's Christmas? I can see Mr. Han at any time. Why should I do that at this time? An ignorant woman.

For example, Nuan Nuan knew everything, but she was willing to be deceived and work overtime without even calling Han Qian.

Otherwise, why would Han Qian like warmth so much?

Otherwise, why would he listen to Nuan Nuan's words so much.

They say Nuan Nuan is stupid, but she is several versions ahead of all other women when it comes to how to control Han Qian.

When he is busy, I pay no attention to him. When he is free, I try to be pampering and pampering.

How could Han Qian have the nerve to deal with Wen Wen's unreasonable demands like this? Wen Wen always said he wouldn't let Han Qian do this or that. But if Han Qian did it, Wen Wen would pretend to be stupid and pretend he couldn't tell, and Han Qian would feel guilty in his heart. , the love for her becomes more and more.

Is she stupid?

She is so stupid. She acquiesced and even slightly supported Han Qian and Cai Qinghu in getting the certificates. She even said that Wen Nuan had forced Han Qian to make a choice.

It was the time when Han Qian was overwhelmed by the pressure from the yamenmen and jumped into the fish pond. When he came ashore, he was slapped by Wen Nuan.

Yeats had heard about this, but she understood.

Warm's idea is very simple. I don't want the money you owe me, and I don't want to remarry you. But if you violate our agreement, you must compensate me and treat me with more pampering and love than anyone else.

Is she stupid?

If she were stupid, there would be no emotional experts in this world.

"Harm, stupid fufu Mr. Han~"

Yeats then called Wan Fang and Wu Siruan.

"What are you doing? Who are you thinking about? Have you had dinner tonight?"

Wu Siruan smiled.

"I'm here at Zufan. I'm thinking of you. I'm waiting for you to have dinner tonight."