Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Qian Hong poured two glasses of white wine, one sentence!

"For a simple cold, just drink two glasses and it'll be fine. I'll drive with nursery rhymes."

Han Qian whispered.

"Gu, drink less if you can."

Qian Hong frowned.

"Do you think I'm an old woman like Qian Ling? I'm not even fifty yet!"

"Eighteen, eighteen~my aunt is eighteen!"

Sipping white wine, Qian Hong ate crabs and chatted quietly with nursery rhymes. After a while, Qian Hong looked at the frowning Han Qian and asked.

"What's wrong with you? Why are you frowning?"

Han Qian raised his head and smiled.

"It's okay. Chen Qiang was reported. It was said that all his donations, the schools he sponsored, and Hope Primary School were all fake. They were all using his father's identity to make false propaganda. I see there is a lot of commotion online now. , I took a look at Chen Qiang’s public account, and I felt like an army was coming!”

Then Han Qian took a look at the account he used to live broadcast before, and scattered comments had already rushed over.

Qian Hong looked at Han Qian and asked.

"Is this a good thing for you?"

Han Qian squinted and shook his head.

"Not really. When I was live broadcasting before, Gu Qingyun and Chen Qiang came and gave me a lot of gifts to make me look familiar. Now that Chen Qiang has caused a scandal, it is not a good thing for me and Gu Qingyun. It feels a bit... strangeness."

Han Qian continued to look at his phone. Just as he was talking, Chen Qiang's hot search rose by another name. He always felt that this thing was really a little strange.

Tong Yao pulled out a piece of crab claw and stuffed it into Han Qian's mouth. The next second, Han Qian spat it into a small trash can nearby. Tong Yao was curious, and then wrapped a piece of crab claw meat in bean skin and stuffed it into Han Qian's mouth. , the tofu skin was eaten, and the meat was spit out.

Nursery rhymes whispered.

"Is this mouth a filter?"

Han Qian was too lazy to answer the nursery rhymes. After half an hour, Qian Hong stood up.

"Go to Qian Ling's place, it's busy there today."

Han Qian stood up and went downstairs with his cell phone. He walked to the garage and Qian Hong took out the car key and opened the door and got in. Han Qian stepped forward, opened the door, grabbed his aunt's arm and pulled her out.

"You drank."

"It's okay, I'll drive you two!"

Han Qian stuffed his aunt into the passenger seat, then opened the door and got into the car, holding the steering wheel.

"I come!"

The aunt was still relatively gentle. She didn't drag Han Qian out of the car. Instead, she kicked Han Qian on the shoulder. Han Qian was kicked out of the car before he could close the door. Han Qian got up and walked to the back door. Qian Hong said.

"Go and lie down in the trunk!"

Han Qian smiled and got into the back seat. As soon as he got in the car, Lin Zongheng called and asked if Han Qian couldn't bear it anymore and was about to take action. Han Qian said softly that he didn't have that much time.

At this time, public opinion on the Internet has started to heat up.

Chen Qiang, who had just held a New Year's Eve concert, suddenly became a hot topic. All the charities and donations were fake, and he was infamous online. Chen Qiang's identity was clearly exposed. His father was a high-ranking government official in Beijing. Layer, now operating in Bin County with great success.

Chen Qiang is constantly being abused online.

Han Qian looked at his phone and frowned. Who did this grandson provoke? Those entertainment companies in Beijing jointly reported it?

I returned to Qian Ling's villa with my mind full of doubts. I felt that this matter was very strange. Logically speaking, Chen Zhan could suppress this matter. Chen Qiang would not even appear on the hot search. Returning to Qian Ling's home After saying hello, Han Qian and Tong Yao left.

What on earth is this bastard Chen Qiang preparing for?

In the capital, Lao Gu received a call from Liu Shengge and was looking at Gu Qingyun sitting opposite.

I don’t know why the Internet suddenly started paying attention to Gu Qingyun.

She gave birth to a child out of wedlock, and the child's biological mother worked in a nightclub in Europe, and was all exposed under the covers by a certain Beijing lady.

Lao Gu looked at Gu Qingyun and said coldly.

"This matter will have a certain impact on your mother's work, and she will even be unable to hold her head high in the workplace. Don't you want to give me an explanation?"

Gu Qingyun grabbed his hair and shook his head.

"I don't know, I don't know why things suddenly became like this. Now Chen Qiang's situation is similar to mine."

Lao Gu looked at Gu Qingyun and frowned.

"Get ready to get married. Qian Wan from the Qian family, Wan Fang from Binhai, Wu Qingsi from Sheng Jing, you choose one."

Gu Qingyun raised his head and frowned.

"You want to arrange my marriage?"

Lao Gu watched Gu Qingyun choose to remain silent. This silence also told Gu Qingyun that there was no room for negotiation on this matter.

On the balcony of the Tong family, Han Qian, Tong Mian, and Tong Huanglou were standing in front of the railing, smoking.

This house was originally bought by Cai Qinghu!

It can be said that Tong Yao's life is really good. After she met Han Qian, Cai Qinghu bought the house and the car. In Ji Jing's words, no mistress can live as nourishing as Tong Yao.

Han Qian held a cigarette in his mouth and smiled.

"How are you doing in HK? Your side should have been unified, right?"

Tong Mian smiled.

"Everything is fine. It's better than the best but better than the worst."

Han Qian frowned.

"That's good. There's no shortage of money and there's nothing to worry about. If you encounter trouble, just tell your brother-in-law and don't be too talkative over there. Your wife's family is quite powerful, but you're not bad either. Tell me if you have any trouble."

Tong Mian smiled and nodded, but the young man still had to be relatively shy.

Dad Tong looked at Han Qian and smiled.

"Do you have too many worries?"

Han Qian nodded.

"It's not just normal. Drink and drink. If I drink too much, I won't have a headache. It's the Chinese New Year, so I have to be happy."

The child's father smiled.

"I don't know much about these things, and I can't give you any help."

Han Qian sighed.

"You! I will be satisfied if you are healthy and live a long life. Oh my!"

Han Qian suddenly thought of Yan Qingqing's father. Compared with Tong's father, Yan's father was really a bit old and dishonest. How could he still control the little blue pill?

The dinner table in the Tong family was a happy one, with no serious topics and no drinking.

After drinking two bottles of beer, Han Qian's phone calls came one after another, all asking about Chen Qiang. Tongyao also knew that Han Qian couldn't sit still, so he pushed Han Qian out of the door and sent him all the way to Xingjia. At the door of the unit in the palace, Tong Yao turned around and left.

After walking in and looking at his father-in-law making dumplings, Han Qian took off his clothes, washed his hands and walked into the kitchen. Then he closed the door and bumped his father-in-law's shoulder.

"Dad, I don't quite understand!"

Wen She smiled.

"What don't you understand? It's just this little thing. You're going in the wrong direction. Dad is nagging you."

Han Qian nodded.

"That's a good feeling!"

Wen She glanced at Han Qian's pocket. Han Qian hurriedly took out a cigarette and lit it for his father-in-law, and then opened the window.

Wen She looked at Han Qian and smiled.

"How you reported yourself back then, that's how Chen Qiang reported yourself!"

Han Qian frowned.

"Huh? You mean Chen Qiang is looking for someone to rape him online?"

Wen She smiled.

"One hundred percent! Look, you've spent your last three years herding cattle, right? Dad will give you a good nagging, it's so warm! Bring a bench, Han Qian is a little tired."

Han Qian wanted to cry slightly.

It has to be my father-in-law~

So good to me.

There are still more than 8,000 words. I will continue to write and post them together. Don’t rush me~