Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

When Ji Jing took Han Qian's arm and opened the door, the sound of nursery rhymes came from the kitchen.

"You're back? It's time to eat soon~"

Ji Jing's face turned livid instantly. Han Qian could feel the insignificant muscles in Aunt Ji's arms tightening. Just as Han Qian was about to speak, the door of his room that Ji Jing carefully built was pushed open. He looked like an elf in Ji Jing's pajamas. He said hello to Han Qian and Ji Jing.

"Good evening, Han Qian, your bed is too hard and your back hurts when you sleep on it."

Um?

Tongyao and Yan Qingqing appeared at Ji Jing's house?

Han Qian was not surprised that they appeared together, but they appeared at Ji Jing's house? Use Ji Jing's kitchen and wear Ji Jing's pajamas?

What's going on?

"Huh? Why don't you close the door...are you all here?"

Yan Qingqing squinted at Yeats who was halfway through the door and frowned.

"Our location is all on your computer, don't you know we are together?"

Yeats narrowed his eyes.

"Of course I know you two are together. Hi~ Yan Qingqing, thank you. If you don't throw Yao Xue to Hangzhou, this mountain is right on the coast and you won't go out."

Um?

Han Qian felt that he couldn't turn his head around this corner.

What does Yan Qingqing’s throwing Yao Xue to Hangzhou have to do with Nuan Nuan?

At this time, Tong Yao walked out of the kitchen carrying plates of dishes.

"Wash your hands and eat."

Ji Jing spoke as soon as the words came out.

"No, I'll just eat instant noodles and it'll be fine. Who knows if you can drug me."

Tong Yao looked at Ji Jing with squinted eyes and smiled.

"I called you twenty times and you didn't answer the phone. What's going on? Do you want a second child?"

Yan Qingqing and Yeats sat down, and Han Qian stood behind Yan Qingqing and asked softly while bending over.

"You threw Hangzhou to Yao Xue to seduce Wen Nuan and run over?"

Yan Qingqing picked up a piece of the eggplant box and took a bite, then nodded.

"Yeah! Otherwise, why would I pretend to be a fool and work at her house in front of Nuan Nuan every day? I would call Yao Xue about everything in front of Nuan Nuan. Isn't she unwilling to go to work and looking for a professional manager? Isn't she unwilling? Do you like going to work? Aren't you lazy? I'm so tired of her."

Han Qian bent down, and Yan Qingqing stuffed the half-bitten eggplant box into Han Qian's mouth.

Han Qian said vaguely.

"Aren't you afraid that Wenwen will be poached by Yao Xue?"

Yeats filled a bowl of soup and handed it to Han Qian. Han Qian stood and drank, Yan Qingqing smiled.

"I have absolute trust in my people. The rights I give to Yao Xue are at the same level as Gao Fuli, but I can't give Yao Xue any vice president position, so I won't be able to catch the big fish of Gao Fuli."

Yeats, who was sitting opposite, pouted.

"Insidious, you capitalists really have no good conscience at all."

Yan Qingqing pointed at Han Qian and looked at Yeats.

"He taught me! Ji Jing, do you want to eat? I've eaten every dish. It tastes good."

Ji Jing sat on the sofa and shook her head.

"Don't eat it! It's poisonous, and you'll all be poisoned soon."

Nursery Rhyme pouted.

"Then you can endure it, but I have to say, after Nuan Nuan left Binhai, I felt like I could breathe easier. When she was in Binhai, she was like a prince of hell who clicked on the book of life and death. I was even scared."

Yeats sighed.

"Yes, although Nuan Nuan didn't have the opportunity to be intimate with Mr. Han when we were in Binhai, it still felt weird."

After saying this, Yan Qingqing frowned.

"Don't you take me seriously? I'm still here when the warmth is gone."

Yeats looked at Yan Qingqing and said softly.

"What is your advantage?"

Yan Qingqing smiled.

"I'll slap a bowl of rice on your face later."

Crash.

A pair of handcuffs were thrown on the dining table, and Tong Yao smiled at this.

"Hey, Miss Ye, why are you wearing handcuffs here?"

Yeats squinted at the nursery rhyme.

"Don't call me Miss Ye. I'll cuff you later and let Ji Jing whip you. You gave Yu Shici the idea to take my dog ​​for breeding, right?"

Nursery Rhymes shrug.

"Yeah, then purebred dogs are useless if they are not used to reproduce offspring. I am curious about the combination of Rottweiler and Husky?"

Yan Qingqing suddenly laughed.

"Isn't it just a little bell?"

Han Qian flicked Yan Qingqing's forehead.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Yeats smiled.

"Then what is the combination of Rottweiler and Corgi?"

Yan Qingqing's eyes were filled with anger, and Tong Yao smiled.

"Hahaha, it's impossible, Corgi is too short!"

Yan Qingqing stood up and swayed, and Ji Jing, who was lying on the sofa looking at her phone, said softly.

"Are you poisoned? They say nursery rhymes can be poisonous. Well... Luo Shen beat Concubine Hua. Do you know this?"

After saying this, the three women put down their chopsticks at the same time, and Yeats frowned.

"Lo God beat Concubine Hua?"

Ji Jing nodded.

"Well, I just got slapped! Five minutes ago, I was slapped six times at the entrance of the Forbidden City. Beloved said that no one dared to stop her at that time, so Liu Shengge was on the side and encouraged Concubine Hua to fight back, but Concubine Hua didn't dare."

Yan Qingqing walked towards Ji Jing and lay on the imperial concubine's couch, with her head resting on Ji Jing's European chair. Ji Jing stretched out her hand and pushed Yan Qingqing away and screamed.

"What are you doing!"

Yan Qingqing frowned.

"What's wrong with lying down for a while? You're so soft, you'll be idle if you have nothing to do!"

Ji Jing frowned and looked at Yan Qingqing, then put down her phone and stomped towards her room.

"I'm so annoyed, I'm so annoyed, I have to change clothes and take a shower, I'm annoyed!"

Nursery Rhyme pouted.

"Look at that bad thing of yours! Look, my dear, why are you still fighting?"

Yan Qingqing shouted while holding Ji Jing's cell phone.

"Ji Jing, your lock screen password!"

"My eldest nephew's birthday."

Yan Qingqing silently put down her phone, turned her back to Han Qian, and whispered.

"I'm sleepy, I'll take a nap."

Tong Yao squinted at Yan Qingqing.

"No way, no way, you don't know when Han Qian's birthday is, right? Han Qian has worked hard for you, right Yan Qingqing? Do you like Han Qian if you don't like Han Qian? Qian will give you a job!"

Yeats nodded.

"I feel the same, wait a minute! I'll make a call."

Yeats called as soon as he was told. He turned on the speakerphone and put it on the table. He waited for a while before the call was connected.

"Crooked? Yeats, why are you looking for me?"

It was Cai Qinghu's voice, Yeats chuckled.

"Qinghu, I wanted to buy your husband-in-law some small toys and pray for peace, but I forgot your husband-in-law's birthday."

"It's the twenty-fifth day of the fifth lunar month! This year it's the twelfth day of the seventh lunar month, but he can't do it."

"Yeah, I know! You should go back to Binhai as soon as possible!"

"Damn, I can't go back in a short time. Tell my husband, my soul has flown to Binhai. I have to handle two cases. I'll hang up first!"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian looked at the wall clock on the gun.

It's already eight o'clock in the evening.

At this time, Tong Yao also dialed the phone and smiled.

"Nuan Nuan, do you remember Han Qian's birthday?"

"May 25th, his birthday is easy to remember, don't you remember?"

"Remember, Mommy's baby is five, two, five~ How can I not remember it? I just forgot what time he was born."

"Thirty-thirty past midnight, nursery rhyme, what are you eating?"

"I made it myself!"

"Oh, I went out to eat and I won't be able to go back until a week later. I'm so unhappy!"

After hanging up the phone, Yan Qingqing turned over and looked at the two of them, sneering.

"You two are like that bitch. I don't know Han Qian's birthday? Then let me ask, Han Qian doesn't know my birthday either!"

Han Qian, who was eating in small bites, muttered softly.

"It's July 3rd, I remember the lunar calendar."

Yan Qingqing was silent and then spoke again.

"What about nursery rhymes!"

"On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, I would say she is young."

Yan Qingqing stood up.

"What about Ji Jing!"

"August twenty-seventh, please stop asking, okay? If you don't remember my birthday, I won't say anything, but it's fine if you forget Jiayi's birthday."

Yan Qingqing suddenly fell silent, turned around and walked to the bedroom.

"I won't talk anymore, I won't talk to you anymore!"

There’s still something left in the afternoon, so I’ll write first, don’t pull it off~ I’m a bit of a procrastinator today.