Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Han Qian did not go to see Chen Jinye. The grudge between the two could not be resolved. As for the superficial work now, Han Qian turned Chen Lei into a eunuch and stepped on Sun Mingyue's head.

On the surface, he and Chen Qiang seemed to be having a good time, but in fact, their hatred was inextricable.

It's just that Chu Sui is competing with each other right now, so no one has time to plot against each other.

After taking the car back to the Cai family's manor, Yan Qingqing lay on the sofa and started muttering that Sun Zhengmin was not a human being. It was really not his fault that Han Qian had secretly harmed him before. Li Yali sighed after sitting down.

"He has nothing to do. Now he has to find a way to deal with Feng Lun's public opinion. Xiao Qian, you can't do anything?"

Han Qian, who was studying cartoons with Bai Rou, raised his head and looked at Li Yali, then shook his head.

"There's nothing you can do. Are you hungry? Let's eat on time~"

Bai Rou handed the tablet to Han Qian and stood up to go to the kitchen to prepare dinner. Han Qian looked at Li Yali and said softly.

"Don't worry about this, auntie! Do you have anything to say about the Dragon Boat Festival in our family? Rules and so on?"

Li Yali tilted her head and thought for a moment, then shook her head.

"There are no rules. In previous years, we all went our own way. We only get together occasionally during the Mid-Autumn Festival! But if you must follow the rules, dragon boat racing during the Dragon Boat Festival? Are you going? I can sign you up!"

Han Qian shook his head hurriedly.

"Don't! It's better to say goodbye. My water ability has always been poor. Under normal circumstances, I can swim five meters and then I drowned. Bairou! Bairou! Show me the whole cartoon. I want to eat it. Spicy food.”

Bai Rou, wearing an apron, exposed half of her body in the kitchen and said seriously.

"Judging from your physical health examination report, you are not suitable for eating spicy food!"

"I can eat whatever I like! Do you want to sit still and do it?"

"oh!"

It turned out that Yeats really didn't do it. Yan Qingqing was holding a bowl and eating rice in small bites, and Li Yali said with a smile.

"Qingqing, you are still a little bit more reluctant to let go than Wen Nuan. Wen Wen is about to stand up when eating here."

After saying this, Han Qian lowered his head slightly in embarrassment.

How is this a compliment?

I really need to talk to Nuan Wen about this table manners issue when I get home. After the meal, Cai Qinghu took Yan Qingqing upstairs. Cai Qinghu seemed to be in harmony with everyone. The premise is that there is only one person around. Is she worried about being disturbed by others? People play with her.

Han Qian went upstairs and walked into Cai Kun's study. He sat on the chair where Cai Kun and Cai Qiang had sat in the past. Han Qian was slightly lost in thought while looking at the photos on the table. At this time, his cell phone rang. He looked at the number of Han Qian in Magic City. Qian was too lazy to answer the call, and after hanging up the phone, he casually looked through the files in the drawer.

I can't see it, but I'm always thinking about something in my mind.

Did Feng Lun really make a desperate move and leave everything to these two people in Modu?

Based on Han Qian's understanding of Feng Lun, he would never be so easy and reckless, but what other trump cards does he have?

Now how to solve the troubles in Binhai? In the past two days, Lin Zongheng and the others gathered in the villa to discuss countermeasures. It seemed that there was no other way except suppression, but this strong suppression resulted in stronger resistance.

Han Qian took a deep breath.

At this time, the study door was pushed open, and Bai Rou walked in with a tea set. She looked at the documents in Han Qian's hand and said softly.

"Come to investigate my wife's property?"

Han Qian rolled his eyes and said casually.

"Let me see if I have a little lover or something."

Baitao also rolled his eyes, poured a pot of tea for Han Qian, and said softly.

"Someone has been targeting my wife recently, and it seems that insiders are constantly breaking the news about many things going on in the family."

Han Qian put down the document in his hand and said softly.

"Including the old man's seizure of the mines with a gun? The person who knows Qinghu better is probably Meng Zhifu, right? I haven't found this person yet. I wonder if he is hiding in Niubi, like a mouse."

Bairou poured a cup of hot tea and Qingqing shook her head.

"I don't know, but I don't understand people like this. Meng Zhifu himself has gone from being a child of an ordinary family to where he is today, already surpassing 99% of the people in the country, just because he didn't get what he wanted. Just turn yourself into what you are now, like a human or a ghost?"

Han Qian picked up the tea cup and smiled.

"Children from ordinary families are always prouder than children from rich families. To be precise, they have stronger self-esteem, because the people around them have similar status and origins to him. When he achieves some achievements, he slowly starts to appreciate the compliments of those around him. Proud, inflated, watching himself getting better and better, and the people he grew up with getting worse and worse, he will think that he is the best one, but when he encounters something that cannot go his way, his heart will become distorted, You think you are already very good, why can’t you meet my requirements!”

Han Qian took another sip of hot tea and said softly.

"It's a pity that he doesn't know that the results of his hard work are already there for many people. So oftentimes it's not just ordinary people who have trouble getting ahead, but it takes several generations of training before they can adapt to a society that boasts of hierarchy. Meng Zhifu is Classic example."

Bai Rou also poured a cup of tea and sighed.

“Actually, sometimes it feels quite a pity!”

Han Qian shrugged.

"Therefore, poor people must be hateful. In love, identity, appearance, and financial strength are not the most important. From ancient times to the present, there have been too many people with different identities. Meng Zhifu thinks that his identity , looks, and financial strength deserve love.”

Bai Rou said softly while holding the teacup.

"If I choose to get married, I won't choose someone whose identity is too different from mine."

Han Qian smiled.

"What about me and Wen Nuan? Even after the divorce, I still have nothing."

Bai Rou shrugged.

"How many Han Qians are there in the world?"

Han Qian smiled.

"You also said that it's just marriage. Does marriage have to be love?"

Bai Rou stared at Han Qian seriously, then turned and left.

"I'll tell my wife that you don't have love with her!"

"Big White Goose, I will beat you to death. Is this the same?"

Bai Rou turned around and looked at Han Qian who was a little anxious and pouted.

"You said it yourself, marriage is not necessarily love."

Han Qian took a deep breath.

"I will definitely beat you to death. Why are you going to Binhai?"

Bai Rou shook her head seriously, then bent down to salute.

"I'm going to bed. Good night, uncle."

Han Qian sighed, and Bai Rou also sighed.

"You say!"

Han Qian whispered.

"Is it troublesome over there in Qinghu?"

Bai Rou shrugged.

"How should I put it? If someone takes advantage of this and says that the seats at the Yamen Gate are reserved for rich people, my wife may have to leave the Yamen Gate due to public opinion. She is still suppressing her."

Han Qian stared at Bai Rou, and Bai Rou stared at Han Qian. After a few minutes, Baitao raised his hands.

"I was wrong!"

Han Qian sighed.

"You really hold a grudge! You feel bad when you see me idle for a minute, right? Bai Rou, go and make me something to eat, I want spicy food!"

Bai Rou said softly.

"Steamed peppers and eggplants? I eat these when I'm losing weight."

Han Qian stood up and walked to Bai Rou, squeezed Bai Rou's waist and frowned.

"You're not fat either?"

Bai Rou lowered her head and looked at her waist and said softly.

"Aren't you fat? But I'm already one hundred and eleven!"

Han Qian stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

"Your word is similar to mine, so it's normal for you to be one hundred and one. When you go to eat, take the time to find a technician like that, and then find out where these things are sent from!"

Bai Rou frowned.

"When a problem arises, do you solve the person who raised the problem? Madam will be angry if she knows it. Madam implements pure justice!"

Han Qian's face suddenly fell, he turned his head and hugged Bai Rou's shoulders and sighed.

"Your wife has such a mouth! Just listen to what she said! What kind of justice does she carry out?"

When Han Qian saw Bai Rou mixing rice with the weight loss meal she mentioned, Han Qian frowned.

"What is this? Dog food?"

Bai Rou glared at Han Qian.

"Uncle, just eat it! It must be delicious! It's very, very delicious! Then after eating, uncle, please come up with a plan for my company."

Han Qian put down his spoon and said seriously.

"Is it too late for me to spit it out now?"

Bai Rou looked at Han Qian without saying anything. She knew that Han Qian would not do such a disgusting thing, but Han Qian didn't know anything about cosmetics.

In the middle of the night, Bai Rou said she was going to bed, and then brought Leng Dai over. Leng Dai, who was still playing games at home, was caught to teach Han Qian about cosmetics. Han Qian has one head and two big heads. Finally, He simply took out his mobile phone and grabbed it for Yao Xue. Leng Dai and Yao Xue were chatting about cosmetics via video while the viewer looked at the Digimon.

Finally Han Qian lay on the sofa and fell asleep.

Opening his eyes, Han Qian sat up, shook his head and looked at the time.

Four thirty.

Standing up and stretching, Bairou had already gotten up and stood at the bathroom door and whispered.

"Do you need a back rub?"

Han Qian glanced at Bai Rou and thought for a few seconds without saying anything, but Bai Rou had already walked into the bathroom.

While soaking in the bathtub in her underwear, Bai Rou rubbed Han Qian's back with a bath towel and whispered.

"Uncle, I want to travel around the world."

"You're not allowed to go. It's too dangerous outside. Just stay at home."

Bai Rou suddenly increased her strength and gritted her teeth.

"Why don't you let me go! My wife also said she wouldn't let me go, saying it's dangerous outside!"

"Because I am worried about you, I don't want you to run outside. As long as I am not dead in Fengtian, I can protect you if anything happens to you. But after leaving Fengtian, my hands are not long enough! Just like Chu Sui is the same as Xue Yang, if they were in Fengtian, they wouldn't survive ten minutes!"

Bai Rou stopped showing off her temper, Han Qian lit a cigarette and smiled.

"Don't think that controlling you and restraining you restricts your freedom, Bai Rou! You are also a respectable person in Fengtian. If you didn't have your uncle to protect you, those stinky old men would have to try their best to deceive you. You! Do you think your uncle has good intentions? But if he meets the right one, he can talk to her. She has become an old girl. You are like this, and so is Qingsi. How can you not be anxious? You haven’t met the right one yet. of?"

Bai Rou murmured softly.

"I can't meet you. Just like what you said last night, people with similar conditions are too old, ugly and want to eat soft rice. They all think that marrying me will save them many years of hard work. Just wait! Wait for me. When I’m forty, I’ll find someone eighteen, and today is the Dragon Boat Festival.”

Han Qian sighed.

"Yes! I'm still in Shengjing! Have you prepared anything? Others are not going there. Li Jinhan and Zhao Wangu have to go there. You can drive me there. There is one more thing, Leng Dai and Yao Xue After playing games all night, don’t rush them to plan the results. Money! You can’t make it all in a lifetime, so don’t work so hard! Go out and I can wash it myself.”