Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

"We haven't had a proper chat yet."

This sentence seems to have become Han Qian's mantra. Four years ago, Han Qian was young and frivolous, and he would be done with it if he didn't agree. Four years later, Han Qian is mature. Maybe it is a good decision to sit down and have a chat. .

I haven’t had a good chat with Zheng Jing, I haven’t had a good chat with Feng Lun, I haven’t had a good chat with A Da, I haven’t sat down and had a good chat with Chen Lei, Niu Xiaohua, Sun Mingyue, and Yang Jianfeng.

They committed a heinous crime, but they really didn't sit down and have a good chat. Even before they died, they didn't say a few words to Han Qian.

Han Qian is like the central axis of a windmill. So many people are revolving around him. Some people want to come in and destroy this central axis, and some want to protect this central axis, but they really haven't had a good conversation.

Just like Aunt Ji said.

"This man! If he's dead, he's really dead. If you want to talk to him again, you'll have no chance."

Whenever he thinks of this sentence, Han Qian always feels a little inexplicably sad.

If you are the only one left in this city in the end, is it really what you want?

Maybe what I wanted was never the so-called peak, the virtual throne, the top of the pyramid that can only accommodate one person.

Don't like money, don't like lust, don't covet power.

What does Han Qian want in this life?

So happy!

Of course, you can't just chat with Baitao and reminisce about old times.

We can't always let Lin Zongheng be active in the capital. Han Qian wants to get him back from the capital. Why do you, little bastard, always go to a place in the capital where there is no sea to play?

Binhai is your forever home!

Baitao looked at Han Qian and said softly.

"Let's go? Aren't you worried that your women think you are interested in me?"

Han Qian smiled.

"You worry too much. If you're busy, just pretend I didn't tell you! I'll just come back next time."

Baitao frowned and looked at Han Qian, then suddenly smiled.

"Then let's walk together and chat. I'm also curious about your impressions and feelings of Binhai and Binhai."

Han Qian smiled.

"I'll go downstairs and wait for you. Please change some clothes. Your suit is too eye-catching wherever you go."

Han Qian went downstairs first.

Opening Yang Lan's co-pilot's hand buckle, he found a mask that could cover half of his face. After putting it on, Han Qian frowned and muttered to himself.

This smell of cosmetics was a bit pungent to the nose. Then he found a sports hat. Sitting in the car and looking in the mirror, Han Qian touched the white hair on his temples and said with a wry smile.

"My hair is whiter than my father's. Is it the fault of Yang Yidi's needle, or is it my own fault?"

boil!

It seemed like this was the first time Han Qian said this word to himself.

He also knew that he was suffering, and Han Qian had been suffering from it. He divided his own into two parts, one was the eagle who was not allowed to sleep and was suffering, and the other was the eagle who also did not sleep.

Looking at Baitao who had changed his clothes and walked out, Han Qian opened the door and got out of the car, holding his chin and staring at Baitao.

Elephant gray yoga pants, paired with a big T-shirt on the upper body, and a pair of very awkward-looking sneakers.

Youthful and beautiful.

When Baitao walked towards Han Qian, Han Qian took out a sports hat and put it on Baitao's head, then took out Yang Lan's sunglasses and handed them to Baitao, smiling.

"My sister Yang's aesthetics have always been top-notch in Binhai. These sunglasses will look great on you."

Baitao shook his head, then picked up a pair of large black-rimmed glasses and put them on his face. Han Qian stared at Baitao for a few seconds, then smiled.

"You really look like a college student."

Bai Tao rolled her eyes.

"Are you swearing? You look like a college student."

Han Qian smiled.

"I kind of hope I can finish college."

The atmosphere suddenly became a little low. Han Qian knew that he had lost his temper. He turned around and pointed at the door. Baitao pointed at the red Mercedes-Benz. Han Qian walked towards the gate of the compound without paying attention.

Baitao punched the air, but still trotted after him.

The two were walking side by side on the road. Han Qian bought two popsicles, handed one to Baitao, and said softly.

"Please!"

Baitao took the popsicle and said softly.

"Apologise to me?"

Han Qian smiled.

"Did I do anything wrong? The relationship between your father and I was a game, not hatred. He wanted to use me as a tool to gild you. I was trying to protect myself. The result was your father's failure, not my persecution of him. , there shouldn’t be any grudges or hatred between us, the popsicles are very expensive and they melt quickly.”

Baitao took a bite of the popsicle. Han Qian looked at Baitao chewing the popsicle with envy. His teeth did not dare to eat anything too cold.

"Han Qian, do you think my father is at fault?"

Han Qian shook his head and spoke softly.

"Some people will say he is wrong if he wins, because people sympathize with the weak, but he lost, so he is right."

Bai Tao pouted.

"So you are quite proud because I have never argued with you about my father's affairs, so you have not made things difficult for me because of what my father has done. Am I right?"

Han Qian nodded.

"pretty close."

"Why don't you bite? What are you talking about?"

"My tooth hurts when I bite it, and I get a headache if I eat it too fast."

"Chen Qiang's injection?"

"intrinsic."

The sky seemed to be chatting to death again. After walking for a long time, the two of them stood at a busy intersection under the scorching sun. Baitao looked at the word "binhai" carved on the huge stone on the side of the road.

Turning his head to look at Han Qian.

"How did you see this city?"

Han Qian held his chin and said softly.

"What about you? How do you evaluate this city?"

Baitao stared at the boulder and thought for a few seconds, then said softly.

“I have been in Binhai for so long, and this city has given me a lot of surprises and surprises. It also made me feel the simplicity and authenticity of this city, and it also allowed me to truly see how bloody this city is under the cover of night. "

Han Qian laughed after hearing this.

"It's bloody! It's really bloody. The honest ones are the citizens, and the real ones are what they want you to see. As for the blood, it's just that the blood of Binhai is on the bright side. Do you think I play a role in this city? What role?"

"Respected."

Five words stood out in Baitao's mouth and fell in Han Qian's ears. Han Qian raised his head and laughed.

"Respect? Hahahaha, Bai Tao! This is the funniest joke I have heard in so many years. Respect is only superficial! There are two million people in Binhai, and 1.5 million of them want me to die! More than 100% Seventy! And everyone in Binhai’s yamen wants me to die!”

"I don't understand."

Han Qian smiled.

"Let's go, we'll find out after a walk."

Han Qian reached out and stopped a taxi. They both sat in the back seat. Han Qian wore a mask and said something about the Labor Building in the New District. After the car started slowly, Han Qian and the driver chatted wordlessly. Oh my god, we chatted until we reached the Yamen Gate.

When the yamenmen were mentioned, the driver became very emotional.

"Bullshit! They bully us so much. I don't understand one thing. Why is the price of liquefied petroleum gas the same across the country and the working hours are the same? Why is the starting price in other places only eight or ten yuan, but in Binhai it's six yuan!" It’s even worse in Bin County, it’s only five yuan!”

Han Qian smiled.

"Isn't there Han Qian in Binhai? Talk to him."

The driver pouted.

"He? People only focus on those high-level moral things. When have they ever cared about the life and death of us ordinary citizens? They are enjoying hot and spicy food every day, damn! Let me put it bluntly, the prince of Binhai is not as good as Feng Lun. Yes, if you want to talk about Han Qian a few years ago, he was really doing what Thumbs up was doing, helping people buy houses and treating diseases. Now that he is rich, he still looks at us? "

Han Qian chuckled softly.

"Then this Han Qian is indeed quite ungrateful."

The driver sighed.

"We don't know. They say that the prince has some physical problems. We don't know what the problem is specifically, and we can't tell! At least the prince has done some human things. Even if they don't do it now, we can't find fault. Something went wrong, because the prince has a health problem, and we citizens didn’t say much to help when they tried hard. Besides, in this labor building, I really just... forget it, we can’t curse in taxis.”

Baitao spoke softly.

"Is it as unbearable as you said? Aren't the Yamenmen providing backing and protection for you in many of your affairs now?"

The driver sneered, then looked in the rearview mirror and smiled.

"Little girl, you are only in your early twenties, right? I am forty. I went to apply for household registration for my children a few days ago. The education at Experimental No. 3 Primary School is good, but the children are from the local area. I thought about giving them to the children as well. A good educational condition. I went there in the morning with my household registration book and ID card. After waiting in line for an hour, I was told that I needed a real estate certificate, a work certificate, and a letter of introduction from the village, which needed to be stamped. "

At this point, the driver swore a curse word and said again.

"I went to the village and looked for someone to get a letter of introduction, but they didn't give it. They said I was not a local household. If I were a local household, why would I need to transfer my household registration? I almost knelt down and it was about to happen. School has started! I’m kneeling down, buying cigarettes, and saying nice things.”

Han Qian said softly.

"Trouble is deserved."

The driver nodded.

"Yes! The trouble is indeed necessary. I thought it would be done, but for the sake of the child we are willing, and the letter of introduction was opened! The next day I took my ID card, birth certificate, real estate certificate, employment certificate, and letter of introduction. Go, I’ve been waiting for two hours, I’ll take a lunch break! We’ll have to wait until two in the afternoon.”

At this point, the driver's eyes turned red, he took a shaky breath and spoke again.

"In the end, they still refused to do it for me. There is no reason. It just doesn't work."

Han Qian sighed after hearing this.

"Han Qian, this bitch, really doesn't care! Has it been done?"

The driver whispered.

"No, it's really not as good as when Niu Shushu was here! People say Niu Shushu is bad, but he is good to us ordinary people!"

This sentence pierced Baitao's heart like a sharp thorn. She said with a gloomy face that she would go to the Eighth Bureau to see what was going on.

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