Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Chu Sui looked at Xue Yang lying on the hospital bed.

"Xiao Wang couldn't bear the excitement and ran away. Xue Yang, you can do it! You even lied to me."

Xue Yang stared at the ceiling in a daze, saying nothing.

It turns out that this world is really dark, much darker than Feng Lun said.

Chu Sui didn't speak again, turned and left the ward.

Xue Yang, who was lying on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and then the corners of his mouth raised slightly to reveal a smile. Although he lost two legs when he went to Binhai this time, Xue Yang felt that it was nothing, and he basically didn't use these two legs to walk.

This time they were at a disadvantage, but knowing Han Qian's concerns, they didn't dare to kill him in Binhai unless the four of them did it together.

Similarly, Xue Yang saw the world that Feng Lun saw through Feng Lun's eyes.

Xue Yang knew everything that happened to Feng Lun, but now that he could see it through this eye, he could empathize with it. However, Xue Yang didn't understand why Han Qian did this. What benefits could he get?

In Binhai, the old Taoist priest asked Han Qian to evaluate Xue Yang. He squatted in the yard with cement to build a flower wall, and watched Han Qian working. Han Qian picked up a brick and placed it. Whisper quietly.

"It's already starting to crooked. My friend, this wall is still on a diagonal."

Han Qian sighed helplessly.

"I don't know why, I just can't connect to DC."

Then he turned his head to look at the old Taoist priest and chuckled softly.

"What kind of person do you think Feng Lun is? You also had two brief encounters with him."

The old Taoist priest shook his head, Han Qian took a deep breath and pushed down the flower wall, smiling.

"Xue Yang! He's just a tool! Just a piece of trash controlled by Feng Lun."

The old Taoist priest frowned.

"I didn't think Xue Yang would be so stupid."

Han Qian smiled.

" This gimmick is used to deceive those who stay to uncover the darkness of the world. These two people are Feng Lun’s gift to our Binhai, or to be precise, the gift he left to me.”

The old Taoist priest frowned.

"Gift?"

Han Qian pouted.

"A bomb can be considered a gift. He, Feng Lun, always said that he is Binhai's director. He does not harm Binhai's stage or us for a minute. He, Feng Lun, will not be peaceful even when he dies. As for breaking Xue Yang's leg this time, it is exciting. His heart! He has been hiding in the magic city, and he is well prepared for coming to Binhai this time. So many policemen are looking at me. His external image is that of a cripple. If he breaks his leg, it will have no effect on me. If he really kills someone, Ah, the trouble is big, Lin Zongheng, Chen Qiang are eyeing me, how can they be so friendly on the surface! The important thing is that there is still Chu Sui who has not shown up, what do I mean now? I am on bail for trial? At this stage, I am killing people, King of Heaven Even if I come here, I can’t save me!”

The old Taoist priest sighed.

"Where are all the people you have?"

"My life is also my life."

The old Taoist priest who watched Han Qian building the wall stood up.

"Hey! The wall is crooked again. Can't you just pull a string and build the wall?"

Han Qian pointed at the nursery rhymes and looked at the old Taoist priest.

"The threads she pulled for me are all crooked. She's getting angry with me here, don't you see?"

The old Taoist priest said he wanted to go back to the temple to practice some practice, and he felt a little haggard.

Watching the old Taoist priest leave, Han Qian turned his head and approached Tongyao's pretty face and said seriously.

"Are you playing tricks on me?"

Nursery Rhyme narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"How dare you! I just want to ask my friend if he has missed me recently. I feel uncomfortable being so transparent~ He has a rose and a gold watch."

Han Qian pointed to the cement beside him.

"My love for you is like cement! Add a little water and it becomes indestructible."

Tong Yao raised her eyebrows, casually holding Han Qian's arm and shaking it gently.

"Enemies, I don't have any money~Look at Beloved, look at A1 who will have something to inherit in the future. I also want my child to have something to inherit~I'll invest a little bit in him~"

Han Qian stared at Tongyao's skirt and wondered.

"Pregnant?"

Nursery Rhyme suddenly sighed like a deflated rubber ball.

"No! Sure enough! You scumbag only cares about the child and not me! You deserve it! You can't even build a wall! And then you're crooked when you're pregnant!"

The nursery rhyme ran away, leaving Han Qian squatting in front of the flower wall in a daze.

If you want money, why don't you give me money?

With so many girls around him, Tong Yue alone would come to him to ask for money. In fact, Han Qian was still a little proud in his heart. After all, he was always a little bit cowardly when he asked his empress for money.

Then Han Qian called Yan Qingqing.

"Girl, give me the money."

Yan Qingqing, who was in a meeting, frowned and replied.

"Didn't I just give you 10,000 yuan? Didn't I use it up again? Are you a money-splitting boy?"

Han Qian scratched his head.

"No! I still have pocket money, but nursery rhymes are out of money. I'll get some for her."

"You fucking use my mother's money to support your mistress? Xiao Han Qian, have I given you too many smiles recently? Huh? Really? How much do you want!"

"Can you get sixty first?"

“ATMs don’t spit out steel.”

"Ten thousand!"

Yan Qingqing scolded Han Qian. During the scolding, Tongyao suddenly ran to the door and blew two kisses at Han Qian.

"I love you, my friend~ Fox transferred the money to me."

Han Qian smiled at the nursery rhyme.

"You can fly freely and hurt my back!"

"Little Han Qian, carry your uncle on your back! Come clean and stay with me for two days! Otherwise your legs will be broken, and I will twist off the nursery rhyme's head. There is a meeting! I won't scold you because there are so many people."

Han Qian whispered.

"You never scolded me!"

"piss off!"

The phone was hung up.

Han Qian looked at the flower wall in front of him and wondered how to build this thing!

It wasn't until the old man came back that Han Qian was finally freed.

The old man was skillfully building the wall, and Han Qian was hiding on a small bench aside. He came back with the old man in his hand and bought him a box of popsicles, which cost three yuan a box, with cream on top and smoothies on the bottom.

Red strawberry flavor.

Han Qian looked at the old man drinking cement and said softly.

"Don't you know I don't eat popsicles?"

The old man said oh, and when Han Qian saw Wen Nuan jumping into the courtyard gate, Han Qian understood that this popsicle was not bought for him!

Wen Nuan stepped forward and called him dad, then smiled at Han Qian, took away the ice cream from Han Qian's hand, and drove Han Qian away. Han Qian sat on the small bench and watched the old man building the wall, watching Nuan Wen munching away. Han Qian felt his head hurt even as he held the popsicle. The old man finished building a wall that Han Qian had been unsuccessfully building all morning in two hours.

Han Qian stood by the wall and said seriously.

"Old man, do you believe I can knock down a wall with just one kick?"

The old man nodded seriously.

"Do you believe I can dig a hole for you to bury?"

Han Qian was silent, but Wen Nuan said that she didn't believe it, and Han Qian turned around and ran away.

"I won't be back for dinner. You guys should have fun at home."

Han Qian found an excuse and took the opportunity to slip away. The old man shrugged and whispered.

"I won't see anyone for a month!"

Wen Nuan smiled naively.

"Break his legs tomorrow!"