Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Nuan Nuan looked at Han Qian's clothes and gestured at Han Qian with a floral shirt.

"As you get older, you shouldn't dress so maturely."

Han Qian always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but he couldn't find where the problem was.

Soon, Han Qian's sportswear changed into shorts, slippers, and floral shirts. Wen Nuan handed Han Qian a pair of sunglasses, held his chin and looked at it carefully, and then nodded.

"It's not bad. Let's keep this set for now. You can go in and try this set later."

Nuan Nuan handed Han Qian a light blue casual suit. Han Qian looked at the suit and Nuan Nuan clenched his fists.

"I'll beat you up!"

After Han Qian changed into his suit and came out, Nuan Nuan held his chin and looked at it again.

"Why do you look good in anything you wear? You are not tall, but your body proportions are quite good. You are much shorter than Liu Shengge, but your legs are the same length. Please change out of this outfit first, Dad Gu. Why did you say you owed him a meal of roasted whole lamb?"

Han Qian put his pocket in his pocket and looked in the mirror and shrugged.

"When I was in the capital, I told him to treat him to a roasted whole lamb. I heard that Lin Zongheng was about to be ambushed, so I ran to watch the fun and ignored the incident. Is Father Gu looking for you?"

Wen Nuan took out his phone and handed it to Han Qian.

"Look, Dad Gu sent a text message asking you why you didn't answer the phone. After I answered the call, I heard Dad Gu nagging me to change my shorts! I'm a little hungry."

When following Wen Wen out of the clothing store, Han Qian suddenly felt Wen Wen's footsteps becoming heavier. When he raised his head to look at Wen Wen, he found that her face was full of anger. Han Qian followed Wen Wen's gaze.

It’s over!

How close are Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing?

About twenty meters across from Wen Nuan, Yan Qingqing was taking the management staff of Glory Department Store to inspect the operation of the entire department store.

The two just looked at each other, and then Yan Qingqing whispered a few words to the people around her, and led the people to stride towards this side.

She is now a mother of children, but she still wears a hip-hugging skirt and high-heeled shoes, and her hair has turned into burgundy waves.

Yan Qingqing walked towards the two of them with documents in her hands. Wen Nuan took a deep breath and strode towards Yan Qingqing. At this time, Han Qian was nervous. He was really afraid that they would quarrel here.

As a result, the two women with very proud personalities passed each other, and the management staff of Glory Department Store gave way to Wen Nuan.

No words!

He didn't even look at each other as he walked past, Han Qian's heart was in his throat.

Because the empress asked him yesterday if he was busy today and wanted to go shopping together. Han Qian said that he had to be busy with some things. As a result, the game with Da Gou and the others was ruined. Now he is caught by Wen Nuan to buy clothes.

How to explain!

Suddenly, Nuan Nuan took Han Qian's arm and smiled charmingly.

"Brother Qian~ In order to thank you for taking the time to go shopping with me today, I will treat you to dinner at noon~ using the 40,000 private money you saved."

The sound of high heels behind him stopped suddenly, and Han Qian did not dare to turn around. He could clearly feel the murderous intent of his empress.

No time for her!

The recent pocket money is all given by the empress!

Then he went shopping and gave Nuan Nuan back his private money?

Isn't this challenging the empress's fiery temper?

"Hehehehehe~"

The warm laughter is gentle and lovely, and the empress's laughter is like the Lord of Hell asking you why you are not dead in your ear, but then the sound of high heels becomes farther and farther away, and Han Qian sighs with relief in his chest.

Awesome, one more day to live.

But can you really survive today?

Nuan Nuan took Han Qian to the hot pot restaurant. Nuan Nuan, who was walking on the roadside, held Han Qian's hand and shook it vigorously while walking.

The warmth at this time felt like all the resentment of the past few years had been released in an instant, and the feeling of stimulating Yan Qingqing was simply too good.

"Brother Qian~ I am so happy today, I must have a hot pot meal to celebrate!"

Han Qian's back was covered with sweat. Although the empress left without saying anything, he always felt a little chill on his back. Han Qian was more doting on the other girls than he was tired of caring about them!

but!

I am so scared of my empress!

Not only Han Qian is afraid, but Feng Lun is also afraid. How many short-sighted people dare to trouble Yan Qingqing in Binhai?

Sankuailiu hot pot restaurant.

Han Qian sat opposite Nuan and asked softly.

"Is everything here priced at 3.6 yuan?"

Wen Nuan smiled.

"It's definitely not acridine, it's just the name! I want a mandarin duck pot, you can't eat spicy food~ Then I want one hand-made noodles, two lamb meats, and some cabbage for you, you should also eat the bamboo shoot tips, sweet potato Noodles, shrimp paste, spicy beef, Brother Qian, do you want to eat duck blood? Forget it! If you don’t want to eat it, I will! Do you want a beer?”

Han Qian shook his head, then leaned forward slightly and whispered.

"Warm~"

Nuan Nuan tilted his head and replied.

"What~"

Han Qian scratched his head awkwardly and whispered.

"I don't know how to make that dipping sauce~ I'm afraid I'll think I'm weird if I try it in the past~"

Wen Nuan stood up and patted Han Qian's hair gently, squinting and smiling.

"I'll just go get it for you~ Don't always be so stiff, you don't live alone in this world."

Nuan Nuan stood up and walked to Xiao Liao, picked up the small bowl and muttered softly.

"He doesn't eat sesame paste, he doesn't eat sugar, and he can't eat spicy food too much. Three spoons of seafood juice, a little fermented bean curd, a little oil, a can of sesame oil, and a little spicy millet should be enough, right? I think he can, Hmm~ Add a little more vinegar, what a strange smell it has~ Coriander, cilantro, cilantro, he likes cilantro!"

Nuan Nuan was confused as she looked at the candy in front of her. This kind of food must be delicious if you add a little sugar to make it fresh!

At this time the waiter came over and said softly.

"Need help?"

Nuan Nuan glanced at the waiter but said nothing, and finally gave up on putting the candy.

Her own dipping sauce is particularly simple.

Sesame paste, a little oil, a little sesame oil, and a little salt.

Sometimes Wen Nuan thinks Han Qian's taste is strange, but in fact the strange thing is Wen Wen.

She especially likes greasy things.

Except fatty meat.

When Nuan Nuan came back with the dipping sauce, she looked at Han Qian holding her mobile phone and whispered in a low voice.

"Need help?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"No, your face recognition thing is all about my face. I'm working on how to transfer money to me."

Wen Nuan took out the green Agricultural Bank of China card and asked.

"Turn in here?"

Han Qian smiled and said nothing. Wen Nuan got up and went to get a drink. When Wen Wen came back again, Han Qian was already holding a cigarette and talking to Guan Junbiao. Su Liang turned on the video. This time, Wen Wen sat next to Han Qian, holding a piece of meat. In the mushroom soup pot.

Han Qian sighed while holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"We can't attack Luoyang anymore. My money has been discovered by Nuan Nuan. You two should fight."

Su Liang on the other side of the video laughed.

"Similarly, Li Li doesn't let me play anymore. I'm too lazy to argue with her. Where are you, Qian'er?"

Just as Han Qian was about to speak, a pair of chopsticks held the meat and brought it to his mouth, and a small white hand picked up the dripping dipping sauce. Han Qian's mind went blank for a moment.

Will you feed me some warm vegetables?

Han Qian opened his mouth and ate the meat, still a little stunned. He stared at the warmth and forgot what the meat tasted like. Then he spoke to the two people on the other side of the phone.

"I'm eating hot pot with Nuan Nuan. Nuan Nuan may be sick. You two can do your own research."

After hanging up the video, Han Qian put down his phone and stretched out his hand to touch Nuan Nuan's forehead.

"It's not hot either? What's wrong?"

Wen Nuan raised her hair, lowered her head and ate the meat, saying vaguely.

"Aren't you used to it?"

Han Qian nodded.

"It's really a bit unaccustomed to it."

Wen Nuan suddenly frowned, then raised his head and smiled at Han Qian with narrow eyes.

"Then why don't you feed me a bite~"

Han Qian didn't think too much. He picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks and rolled it in sesame sauce. When he picked up his plate, Han Qian suddenly smelled a very familiar perfume, Luo Shen and An An's perfume. I prefer the smell of peach, and I don't need perfume for warmth.

This kind of perfume with a hint of plum blossom is my favorite!

Cai Cai is in Shengjing!

Han Qian's forehead began to sweat. He was now sure that Yan Qingqing was standing behind him, but what he just said was out loud. Why don't you feed Nuan Nuan? But now the empress is watching from behind, feeding Nuan Nuan?

At this time, Han Qian's forehead was covered with sweat, and the other girls...

If Tong Yao is sitting next to her and Ji Jing is standing behind her, and Han Qian dares to feed her, Aunt Ji will scold Tong Yao for not having long hands.

If it were Yu Shici and Yeats, Yeats would scold Yu Shici, look at how mean you are!

None of them will embarrass him!

But now that the empress was behind him, Han Qian was worried that the empress would put hot pot soup on his head.

Call!

Call!

Nokia, which used to vibrate loudly in the past, seems to be dead today!

Just three or four seconds felt like three or four years, Han Qian whispered to Wen Nuan.

"I want to try this..."

"You don't eat majiang!"

Han Qian was choked by Nuan Nuan's words. She also knew that Yan Qingqing was standing behind her, and she discovered it before Han Qian. When she came back with a drink, she saw Yan Qingqing at the door looking for a parking space!

Han Qian gritted his teeth. The worst he could do was lose his awesomeness. What would happen if he didn't survive today?

He picked up the meat and brought it to the warmth. At this moment, his left shoulder was pressed, and a delicate and pretty face appeared in front of him. The flaming red lips opened and closed, and he took away the piece of lamb meat on the chopsticks that Han Qian thought was a life-threatening thing. .

Han Qian clearly saw a bit of disgust on the empress's face, and full murderous intent in her warm eyes.

Yan Qingqing stood up straight, walked to the opposite side of Nuan Nuan, sat down, and shouted to the waiter.

"Standard oil dish ingredients, a bottle of cold mineral water, a set of tableware, two pieces of meat, one piece of liver, one piece of sausage, a mushroom platter, a tip of 100."

Warmth shrugged.

"Look, this face of a nouveau riche is really off-putting~"

Yan Qingqing took the tableware and laughed.

"I make my own money and spend it myself, so why bother you?"

Wen Nuan smiled.

"The main thing is to pay for this meal with my ex-husband's private money. How difficult is it for him to save some money~"

Yan Qingqing picked up a piece of meat and blew on it, then stuffed it into her mouth after getting some oil on it, and said vaguely.

"Private money? How much private money does he have? Five hundred? One thousand?"

Nuan Nuan raised his hands and made two 'yeah' signs, and smiled.

"Forty thousand~"

Yan Qingqing lowered her head and chewed the meat while staring at Han Qian and nodding. Her thoughtful expression made Han Qian dare not raise his head. A few days ago, she even sent a text message to her empress saying that she had no money and was waiting for relief funds from the court. Just let Nuan Nuan spend 40,000 yuan of private money on your head?

Isn't this the same as introducing a square dancing aunt to your father in front of your own mother?

Um?

Regarding the metaphor he thought of, Han Qian nodded slightly to express his approval.

"Are you nodding in agreement?"

Han Qian raised his head and looked at Yan Qingqing, who was smiling across from him, then shook his head and said warmly, holding his chin and looking at Han Qian.

"Aren't you willing to give me flowers?"

Han Qian shook his head again.

Seeing Han Qian's embarrassed look, Yan Qingqing suddenly laughed.

"Okay, okay, I'm kidding you. Do I still care about your pocket money? Just remember to tell me if you don't have any money. You can see if I give it to you or not."

The words in front are like the oncoming breeze on a hot summer day. The breeze blows on your face, feeling comfortable and cool.

The following sentence was like the north wind blowing in late autumn. The north wind was like a knife, carving four words on Han Qian's face.

Winter is coming.

Han Qian thought of Han Jiayi's Frostmourne again, and also wanted to transfer the hatred value, so he gave Yan Qingqing a bamboo shoot tip and said softly.

"Do you know that Jiayi bought me a handful of Frostmourne?"

Yan Qingqing picked up the bamboo shoot tips and threw them back into the pot.

"I won't eat anything that is indistinguishable from raw to cooked! What A buys for you is a matter between your father and son. If he wants to, he can become the Lich King."

Han Qian was slightly surprised, picked up the large intestine, put it in the spicy pot, and said softly.

"You also know the Lich King."

Yan Qingqing held her chin with one hand and looked at Han Qian with narrowed eyes and a smile.

"Not only do I know it, but I particularly like a line in the CG."

Han Qian, who felt like he had found a close friend, laughed.

"What line?"

Yan Qingqing suddenly said coldly.

"Let me tell you personally, when everything is over, you will kneel down and beg for my forgiveness, and I will refuse you! Your painful wails will be the best proof of my wild power!"

Click!

The chopsticks in Yan Qingqing's hand were broken!

Han Qian couldn't laugh anymore.

He has to go to work tomorrow, Monday.