After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Han Qian and Nuan Nuan were very harmonious when they were sleeping on the same bed, and the scene was very sweet. But now they are sleeping on the hotel bed with Tong Yao, and the scene always feels a bit weird. Tong Yao is sleeping in the back with the quilt, occupying only one bed. A quarter of his body was facing away from Han Qian, wrapping himself tightly.

Han Qian was lying next to the bed, and the open space between the two of them was perfect for playing basketball.

A string of cell phone ringtones woke the two of them up. Tongyao opened his eyes and turned over to see that this guy was still sleeping. His white and tender feet gathered strength, and then with a pop, Han Qian was kicked out of bed. Han Qian who was kicked out of the bed looked at Tongyao angrily. road.

"What are you doing!"

"I rented a room. I can do whatever I want. Do you still have a reason to stay overnight? Pick up your phone and get out of here. I'm too lazy to look at you."

Tong Yao huddled under the quilt and shouted angrily at Han Qian. Han Qian was not angry at all, he sat on the ground and curled his lips.

"I don't know who said it yesterday..."

"ah!!!"

A quilt covered Han Qian inside, and then his fists, palms and feet came into battle. Han Qian covered his head in defense. Seeing that the monster showed no intention of stopping, Han Qian shouted angrily and lifted the quilt.

"enough!"

"Enough for your sister."

"Nursery rhymes! Oh shit."

"Oh!"

The man let out a cry of pain and the woman let out a scream.

Han Qian covered his mouth and glared at Tongyao. Tongyao covered her feet and sat on the stall. At this moment, she had put on a bra and underwear, covering her too-white feet. Her eyes were full of water mist. The girl's toes kicked in It broke Han Qian's teeth.

The skin on his big toe was broken and bleeding. Han Qian was so angry that he gritted his teeth. He threw off the quilt and picked up Tong Yao and walked into the bathroom to wash the wound. Tong Yao stared at Han Qian with red eyes.

"I don't owe you Han Qian anymore! I don't owe you money, I don't owe you favors, I don't owe you anything!"

Han Qian nodded lightly.

"I owe you."

"I don't need it."

"What you said doesn't count."

"Han Qian! Can you be more reasonable? I don't like you, and I won't marry you!"

"Let me see who dares to marry you."

Putting Tongyao on the ground, Han Qian went back to bed and put on the clothes Tongyao bought yesterday. When he looked up, Tongyao was glaring at him with a pair of scissors in his hand. Han Qian panicked, picked up his phone and kept backing away. Nursery Rhyme rushed towards Han Qian with scissors in hand. Han Qian got on the bed, rolled over, and ran away.

Listening to the sound of the door closing, Tong Yao threw away the simplicity in her hand. She would definitely do what she said, no matter whether the scissors could be used or not.

With a sigh, Tong Yao sat on the ground and stared blankly at the closed door. Her mind went blank. She said she didn't like Han Qian, but in the end she didn't reject him. She looked at Han Qian who was struggling to hold on in the bathtub. Man, she really relented.

He was already very tired and had worked very hard.

Maybe what I did was wrong, very wrong, and unforgivable, but Tong Yao has no regrets, not at all.

I took a deep breath, put on my clothes, fixed my messy hair in front of the mirror, and clenched my fists to cheer myself up.

"Nursery Rhyme! Come on! You are the best."

"Yeah! Teacher Tong is the best."

Tong Yao turned around and glared angrily at the man with half of his face exposed at the door, then smiled, his eyes were as charming as silk, and she shouted Jiao Didi.

"Come on~"

"I have something important to do today, poor monk. Let's put aside the grievances first. Let's put it down first... Child monster, did you really buy a condom?"

Tong Yao was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the small box that had fallen to the ground at some point. She was immediately ashamed and angry. When she looked at it again, her eyes were full of murderous intent, and she made a sound between her teeth.

"Han! Qian!"

After saying that, he took off his high heels and threw them at Han Qian, who slammed the door again. Tong Yao was so angry that his face was livid. As for crying? She wasn't going to cry because of Han Qian, so she closed her eyes and took a deep breath again.

"Don't be angry, don't be angry."

"Just don't be angry. Someone will call you later to ask you about running a school. Remember to pick up the phone! The relationship with the Education Bureau is more difficult. The procedures will be sent to you in the afternoon. I have to leave first. Yes, I was hit by Qinghu’s car.”

"roll!"

"okay."

This time Han Qian really left. If he couldn't leave, Cai Qinghu had already called him more than ten times. If he didn't show up, the eldest sister would go to the Yamen Gate to locate him. When she went downstairs, she called Cai Qinghu.

"Guess... I can explain that I crashed into a car yesterday while driving drunk, and my driver's license was revoked. I had no choice but to run away."

"Well, I applied to scrap the car. It put my husband-in-law in danger, so there is no need to keep it."

"This...more than one million."

"I'm more curious about where you are now than more than a million!"

"Be at the city bureau in five minutes."

Han Qian didn't dare to say where he was. If Cai Qinghu wanted to check him, he could find him right away. Han Qian didn't dare to say that he was staying in a hotel. If the room check turned out to be nursery rhymes' login information.

His world is not far from destruction.

When Han Qian arrived at the city bureau, Cai Qinghu was standing at the door of the compound. Before Han Qian walked up to him and apologized, Cai Qinghu apologized first.

"Ms. sir, I'm sorry, I let you down. I was so reckless that I ran away with a cannon."

Han Qian didn't speak. He looked Cai Qinghu up and down. She was wearing a bit tight clothes today, and Han Qian frowned slightly.

"You are hurt?"

When the words came out, Cai Qinghu became nervous instantly and stuttered back in a low voice.

"No...no injuries, just minor..."

"Where is the injury? How did it happen? Is it serious? Have you gone to the hospital?"

While talking, Han Qian pulled Cai Qinghu to go to the hospital. Cai Qinghu pulled Han Qian and explained quickly.

"No, no, no, I just accidentally fell down and cut my leg while chasing Gou Cannon downstairs. It's not serious."

Han Qian looked at Cai Qinghu and frowned.

"If you dare to rush forward in the future, we are just the same thing. Let the case of hooking up with the cannon go away. I will leave Cheng Jin to others. From today on, you can either investigate whose dog or cat is lost. Either way, you can resign."

Seeing Han Qian's anxious and angry look, Cai Qinghu felt sweet in his heart and took Han Qian's hand and said coquettishly.

"I resign and you support me."

"I raise you."

"The Lun family likes cars! The Lun family wants to buy an R8."

"purchase!"

Cai Qinghu smiled innocently. She knew that Han Qian didn't have so much money to buy the car she liked, but seeing her husband's confident answer without even thinking about it made Cai Qinghu feel very sweet.

Cai Qinghu drove Han Qian to the company. On the way, Nuan Nuan called Han Qian and asked Han Qian coldly where he went last night. Han Qian answered honestly.

"Yesterday I was drinking at Wei Tiancheng's house. On my way out, the drunk driver hit the Maserati in Qinghu. Later, Su Liang went to pick me up."

"Were you in a car accident? Han Qian, I remember your driver's license was detained for six months."

"There is such a thing."

"Then why weren't you careful? The car crashed badly? If Cai Qinghu is trying to show off, just tell me that it's a broken Martha. I'll pay for it. Are you going home from get off work today?"

"Go home!"

"Then I'll buy groceries tonight."

"good!"

"I'll pick you up after get off work."

"good."

"You should resign with honor."

"This...is not good."

After Nuan Nuan hung up the phone, Cai Qinghu turned to look at Han Qian, narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Mr., that Su Liang of yours still wears perfume."