Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Early in the morning, Wen Nuan told Han Qian to send his child to kindergarten. He said that there was something going on at the company and left first. As for the mother-in-law, she made an appointment to play mahjong early in the morning. When Han Qian was changing clothes and washing up for his daughter, Wen Shu suddenly came to the living room to play mahjong. Shout.

"Xiao Qian, have you seen a suitcase in my kitchen? It's small and gray!"

Han Qian combed his daughter's hair and said softly.

"You said last night that you had true love for my mother, so you gave it all to my mother. Have you forgotten?"

Wen She scratched his head.

"It shouldn't be! Why is my money gone? I was still thinking about buying a car for Nuan Nuan!"

I remember buying a car for my daughter, but I don’t remember it being robbed by my daughter-in-law at all.

Han Qian hugged his daughter and went out.

"I sent Ling Ding to kindergarten! Where are you going? I sent you off."

Wen She shook his head.

"I'm not going anywhere! I have to ask your mother about the money. Be safe!"

"good!"

Han Qian always likes to answer questions with one word. He went out and got into the car. There was no child seat in Han Qian's car, so he could only let his daughter sit in the passenger seat and hold the seat belt. He slowly walked on the road at a speed of thirty. Hanging on.

The anxious daughter was sitting in the passenger seat and shouted that she was going to be late. Han Qian laughed.

"We won't go to school today if you're late!"

Lingdang turned her head to look at Han Qian and spoke pitifully.

"Dad~ drive slowly, don't be afraid!"

Han Qian was really not in a hurry to send Ling Dang to the kindergarten. Instead, he drove to Wanghai Villa in the new district. After Dongmei opened the door, Han Qian said softly.

"Beibei spent the night here, right? Are you up?"

Dongmei laughed softly.

"Miss Beibei said she won't go to school today and will stay in bed for a while."

Han Qian said oh, walked to the room on the first floor, opened the door and looked at Jiawei who had already started reading. .

"Wrong go!"

Pushing open the door to the next room, he looked at Beibei who had kicked off the quilt and was wearing black cartoon pajamas. Han Qian frowned, took a deep breath and strode forward. He sat on the edge of the bed and looked at his sleeping niece who was drooling. , at this time Jiawei walked to the door and said softly.

"Uncle!"

"Get out!"

Li Jiawei left obediently. Han Qian looked at Beibei, took a deep breath, and then spoke softly in the most gentle tone.

"Bao'er, don't sleep, you have to go to school!"

Beibei's eyes opened a slit, then he turned over and mumbled.

"If you don't want to go, you won't be able to learn if you go. If you learn, you won't be able to find a job. If you find a job, you will be bullied."

Han Qian stretched out his finger and poked Beibei's shoulder and smiled.

"What's the point if you don't go to school! You can't learn from Tu Kun! You won't be able to learn from Tu Kun, and you won't be able to make a good person! Get up, get up, and my uncle will take you to school."

Beibei sat up and rubbed his eyes, then hugged Han Qian's arm and closed his eyes again.

"Uncle, my stomach hurts!"

Han Qian picked up Beibei and walked out of the room. He walked into the bathroom and wiped Beibei's face with his brain. Beibei felt refreshed.

But it's already past eight o'clock, and it's already late anyway.

It wasn't until after nine o'clock that Beibei went out slowly, but he didn't have school uniforms yet. Han Qian drove two little girls, and Beibei sat in the back seat holding the bell. The two little girls were not very energetic. Rest with your eyes closed.

Lingdang was sent to kindergarten first, and then Beibei was sent to school.

In the car, Han Qian asked Beibei as he drove.

"Is anyone bullying you at school?"

Beibei shook his head.

"No, it's good that I don't bully others. I'm not as arrogant as my mother. My brother Kun told me to beat anyone who doesn't like me. Binhai is the biggest in our family!"

Han Qian smiled and said nothing. Regarding Beibei, Han Qian didn't want the child to constrain his character too much. Children without a father will always lack something. He had to scold Tu Kun for this matter, and then Let Tu Kun speak.

Although Tu Kun was said to have no maternal love, Tu Xiao gave Tu Kun too much love, which resulted in Tu Kun only having love and no education!

When Beibei walked into school, it was time for recess. The teacher stood at the door and chatted with Han Qian for a long time, about Beibei's autism in school and about Beibei drinking in school. Han Qian pressed Beibei's hand with one hand. The head smiled at the teacher.

"This child is fragile at heart. I still have to worry about you at school. If you have anything, no matter how big or small, remember to call me. Don't call my sister. She has no patience with children. And don't pursue what Beibei has done before. , I have already taught the child a lesson."

The principal is here, what else can the teacher say?

Watching Beibei walk into the school, Han Qian waved and smiled.

"Get high marks in the exam, and uncle will take you to catch crabs."

From the looks of it, Beibei seems to have no interest.

After leaving school, Han Qian called Tu Kun and cursed him. Tu Kun was stunned by the scolding. After hanging up the phone, he turned to look at Li Jiawei.

"Why did my uncle scold me?"

Li Jiawei pinched his chin and said seriously.

"Maybe you did something wrong, maybe you didn't do anything wrong either. There is no need for a reason for uncle to scold us all the time!"

Tu Kun narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Li Jiawei, do you need a reason for me to scold you?"

Li Jiawei stood up, took a deep breath and said seriously.

"Ms. Tu Kun, I have an obligation to clarify to you that as a new era..."

Tu Kun reached out and grabbed Li Jiawei's hair.

"What are you talking to me about? Come here and let me care about you, damn! I miss you so much!"

Li Jiawei chuckled.

"Okay, okay! Don't resist, don't resist~!"

In Tu Kun's eyes, Li Jiawei is still the same Li Jiawei who likes to reason and be submissive when taking action.

In fact, nothing has changed, I just grew a few years older.

Han Qian drove his car and wandered aimlessly on the street. He stood in front of a telephone pole and looked at a small advertisement. It clearly said everything about Feng Lun. But not long after, the urban management personnel Came here, cleaned up the small ads and kicked everyone off.

Han Qian also followed the crowd and left. He randomly found a little fly official and asked for a bowl of noodles. He sat in the corner and ate noodles with his head down, listening to the people in the noodle shop chatting.

"You said Feng Lun is also pitiful."

"Who says it's not? After I watched everything this morning, I felt a little sorry for him. What do people do in this life? For my parents, for my wife and children, this is my life, but in the end I did something good, tearing myself apart. Yes, so many people have been saved."

"Harmful, who says it's not? Sometimes I think about it, if there were more people like Feng Lun, the world would be the fairest!"

"I hate that I don't have the courage of Feng Lun, and it's not necessarily the case. Anyone who hasn't been forced to do this is just the same as everyone else!"

"That's right!"

Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, stood up, walked to the boss and handed over two hundred yuan.

"Give them some side dishes to marinate or something! They all work and work hard."

After leaving the noodle shop, Han Qian knew that Feng Lun's influence would never be so small.

Although he is dead.

But he chose spiritual immortality!

I hope there won’t be any extreme people.