Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Three hours later, a black old Audi appeared downstairs of the hospital. Wan Fang kicked the car door open twice. After getting off the car, Wan Fang frowned.

"This time I must ask Han Qian to change my car to an A8 and drive it back. I won't get scolded if I change my car for my husband, right?"

Wan Fang walked into the hospital with her car keys.

Wearing tight jeans, over-the-knee high-heeled boots, and an artificial fur upper, Wan Fang dressed up like a neat young woman. Standing at the door of the ward, Wan Fang took a deep breath, and then kicked the ward door open, asking her to come over and prepare to talk. The nurse gave up asking questions instantly.

There were still the same few people in the ward, it could be said that except for Song Wanli, they were all here. Facing the woman who opened the door rudely, the woman who was kicked in the face by Han Qian because of her harsh words screamed without memory.

"Who are you? You don't know how to knock on the door? Your parents didn't teach you what quality is?"

Wan Fang pointed at the old ladies and gritted her teeth.

"Don't push me, I'll jerk off later! Whoever beat my brother Qian'er last night, open the window and jump out!"

The sarcastic woman walked around the hospital bed towards Wan Fang, raised her hands and shouted.

"I will teach your parents a lesson today..."

"My husband is Gu Qingyun."

The slap stopped in mid-air, and then Wan Fang smiled.

"My parents-in-law are Gu Zichang and Zhou Hui. Do you want to teach me a lesson on their behalf?"

A somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on the woman's face.

Snapped!

A crisp slap fell on the woman's face, and five fingers appeared on the woman's face like a brand. Wan Fang frowned.

"I heard that my brother Qian'er came to apologize to you. Didn't you say anything? Did you start fighting? That's fine. If you like fighting, I'll fight with you."

Wan Fang took off her artificial fur, shook her neck from side to side, and frowned.

"If you don't take action, then I won't be reasonable!"

Wan Fang stepped forward and slapped the woman twice, then kicked a man in his thirties on the chest.

"On the way here, I found out that you were beating my brother Qian'er? You knew that Tu Kun had no mother and you deliberately hurt your heart, right? And you said that Northeastern girls have a fierce personality, right? What a coincidence, sisters, I'm from Binhai. You also have a very fierce temper, why don't you try to touch a hair on my head?"

When Wan Fang raised the chair and walked up to Song Lin, Song Lin's eyes were filled with endless anger. Just when the chair was about to fall to the ground, Wan Fang's wrist was caught, and Song Wanli looked at Wan Fang coldly.

"Gu Zichang's daughter-in-law can't be so arrogant."

Wan Fang narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"What about Gu Zichang's pregnant daughter-in-law? Can you touch me?"

Song Wanli glanced at Wanfang's belly and whispered.

"Isn't it okay for me to admit this?"

Wan Fang sneered.

"You can bring harm to girls when you come to Binhai, and you can curse people when you come to curse them. Now you just say forget it? Do you really think that Binhai is a place where you can come and leave whenever you want? Song Wanli, please prick up your ears and listen. Okay, this is Binhai! That great voice is not enough to see at all, do you hear me clearly?"

Song Wanli gritted his teeth while Wan Fang said.

"I asked you if you heard clearly!"

Song Wanli gritted his teeth and nodded.

"Listen clearly!"

"Clean up and apologize to my brother Qian'er! If you do something wrong, you will stand up and get beaten. Did you think it was Binhai from five years ago? Did you think it was Han Qian from five years ago? The trick of acting to deceive people will no longer appear. , because of you..."

Wan Fang gave a thumbs up, then turned it down.

"Too small!"

Wan Fang looked at the slapped woman again.

"Watch your mouth from now on. If you don't, I will make you unable to speak for the rest of your life."

Wan Fang looked at Song Lin on the bed and sneered.

"Don't look at me with resentment in your eyes, just do whatever you want, I'll just wait for you!"

After saying that, Wanfang turned around and left, calling Xuanxuan while walking.

"Bao'er, let's have dinner together, I'm going back to Binhai."

After Wan Fang left, Song Wanli was trembling with anger. She originally thought she was just the daughter of a social gangster, but she never expected that this matter would actually involve the capital. The capital seemed peaceful now, but behind the scenes, Lao Gu, the new person in the department, They are all close confidants of those people, and there is not much difference between the four of them leaving and not leaving.

To contact a few others?

No need!

No matter how you calculate it, it's not necessary. You turn your head and look at Song Lin lying on the hospital bed, and you just suffer this loss?

Song Lin gritted his teeth and looked at Song Wanli.

"You don't need to get involved in this matter. I am the one who dies for me and I am useless. If Han Qian can play like this, he will only have one life no matter how much he plays!"

Song Wanli frowned.

"You haven't suffered enough from this?"

Song Lin sat up and roared.

"I can't bear this loss! Do I want to go out to hang out in the future? I don't need you to worry about me!"

Song Wanli held Song Lin's shoulders and sighed.

"Don't be impulsive, I'm not dead yet! Let me think about this matter."

Song Lin stood up and waved.

"I don't need you to worry about it! Always think, always think, think about everything. When you are thinking, I am being beaten. It is me who is being beaten! Han Qian is going to die! He must die. Unless he dies, it will be difficult to understand the hatred in my heart! "

The father and son never lowered their voices as they chatted, and they seemed to have forgotten why the surgeon was unwilling to give him stitches.

What happened that day made Lin Zongheng laugh so hard that he couldn't close his mouth and bumped Han Qian's shoulder with his shoulder.

"Okay, Brother Qian'er, fight Chen Qiang first and then Song Lin. Tsk, tsk, tsk, Binhai is so arrogant and domineering, who are you looking at? Doesn't it also depend on us, Brother Qian'er?"

Han Qian took a step across and frowned.

"Don't hit me with your bastard shell. How the hell did I know he appeared out of nowhere. I'm still thinking about how to send you to a mental hospital. They appear one after another. You wait until I finish cleaning them up. I will take care of these messy things again, Zongheng! Are you really planning to open a supermarket on Fortune Street? Don't open it, I'll be upset if you open a supermarket."

Lin Zongheng held a golf club and smiled at Han Qian.

"Come here, let me crack your head open. Everything will be fine between us. It's just a supermarket, really! Han Qian, if you poop in public here, I'll give you 100 million."

Han Qian squinted at Lin Zongheng.

"Write an IOU!"

Lin Zongheng waved to Tang Li. He really didn't believe that Han Qian dared to do this. After writing the IOU and putting it on the table, Han Qian bent down to unbuckle his belt. Lin Zongheng was stunned for a second, and then stepped forward to hug him. Han Qian gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Don't fucking act like Liu Shengge. Are you sick?"

Han Qian raised his head and looked at Lin Zongheng and said seriously.

"Do you regret it?"

Lin Zongheng nodded, Han Qian threw Lin Zongheng away and continued to unbuckle his belt, shouting.

"Just give me 10 million, I don't want that much."

Lin Zongheng stepped forward and hugged Han Qian. He threw him sideways and threw Han Qian onto the soft cushion. Han Qian kicked Lin Zongheng away and shouted.

"Can you fucking play with me? You said you would give me money but you didn't give me money. Do you know how poor I am now? I owe tens of millions to the famine outside. Brother Zongheng~ Look at me, I'm pretty, too. , I will be your father, please give me some money and be filial to me!"

Lin Zongheng was not angry, squatted beside Han Qian, pulled out grass and threw it on Han Qian.

"It's cold, let's cover you up. Why don't you ask Liu Shengge for money? He's like a bitch. How much fun did the three of us have back then? He suddenly switched sides and the game ended early. If it hadn't been for me You have prepared your own escape route in advance. If I die, won’t you two miss me?”

Han Qian sat up and nodded seriously.

"I really miss you, so I'm going to send you an incense burner in the temple this time, you bastard! How about you surrender? If you surrender, you'll lose half the battle. I'll break your legs."

Lin Zongheng laughed.

"Look at you, you are still so bloody, Han Qian! I am not as cruel as you. If you continue to retire, I will never touch your family! Except for Qian Ling, the revenge of killing my father must be avenged."

Han Qian shook his head.

"Feng Lun is the murderer of your father."

Lin Zongheng raised his eyebrows.

"Otherwise, why did I trick him into going to the island in the first place? It's a dead end, brother Qian'er! If you were such a tiger, how could Feng Lun go and beat up Yan Qingqing? You said it yourself, you found so many women, not one of them I can't protect you. You are very good at protecting my niece. Really! I am a broad-minded person and don't care about you. If Chen Qiang were a cockroach like that, I would definitely go to Chen Jinye and contact Song Wanli at this moment. But I will never give up on your Zongheng brother. I won’t do this, okay?”

Han Qian gave Lin Zongheng a thumbs up.

"very nice!"

"Then let me slap you."

"You bastard, are you sick? I'm also curious, why don't you hook up with Song Wanli? He's older than Baitao! By the way, where did Baitao ask you to do it? You don't know how to torture people to death, do you? "

Lin Zongheng stood up and squinted at Han Qian.

"Do you think I am you? You beat the people at the Yamenmen one by one. This Song Wanli is really a coincidence. His son studied abroad and returned to China not long ago. He has been receiving the influence of the Civil War on the Internet. Then I hit your target, there will be no third person in this world who is so stupid, as for why I didn’t go to Song Wanli, why did you come to me today!”

Han Qian looked at Lin Zongheng seriously and asked.

"You really want to know?"

Lin Zongheng curled his lips,

"I can guess it!"

Han Qian smiled.

"Hehe, let me tell you, wasn't I worried that you would find Song Wanli to deal with me when I came here? Then I wanted to stop you and see if I could fool you into thinking that looking for Song Wanli was a trap, but I seemed to have failed. "

Lin Zongheng took two steps back again and said with a serious face.

"Han Qian, I don't believe a single punctuation mark in what you are saying now. You said you were worried about me going to find Song Wanli. In fact, you were expecting me to go find Song Wanli to deal with you together. Then when you dealt with him, you dealt with me at the same time. Bar?"

Han Qian shrugged and smiled.

"If you can think of this, why can't you think that I am worried that you are looking for Song Wanli to give you this illusion?"

Lin Zongheng raised his hands.

"If I don't do anything, I won't make a mistake!"

After saying this, Han Qian stood up and said angrily.

"We both want to hate each other! Such a good opportunity is in front of you! You quickly go to Song Wanli to cooperate, and then I will deal with you two together!"

Lin Zongheng handed Han Qian a cigarette.

"You're a little pissed off."

Han Qian took a deep breath.

"Now that you see The Art of War, you are no longer the cute kid whose eyes were full of innocence and stupidity. If I didn't succeed in deceiving you, I would definitely be furious."

Lin Zongheng chuckled.

"You lied to Chen Qiang! He is stupid."

Han Qian squinted at Lin Zongheng.

"Are you stupid? He also has a wife who looks like a pangolin. Wait until I kill the pangolin with a hammer that day, and Chen Qiang will be useless. Is your wife pregnant?"

Lin Zongheng shook his head.

"I don't dare to get pregnant, Luo Shen is like a madman."

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