After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

money!

Now Han Qian needs a sum of money to serve as a springboard for Yeats. This woman doesn't seem to be an embroidered pillow, but a large vase that can only be looked at. Han Qian doesn't mind giving her a chance, but where can he get the money?

It was definitely not possible to find Qinghu. He was using Qinghu's money to make money. Han Qian couldn't bear it. He couldn't just squander it just because Qinghu had more money. He was lying on the sun lounger, tossing and turning. Han Qian suddenly raised his head and looked at the man standing next to him. Yeats on the second floor looked at him. Yeats was startled and took a step back with his hands on his chest.

Han Qian smiled and waved to Ye Zhi. Miss Ye limped downstairs. When she walked to Han Qian's side, Han Qian was on the phone.

"Isn't it troublesome to think of you? A surprise, right? An accident, right?"

The voice on the phone was filled with resentment.

"Temporary father-in-law, you are not kind. I am Rilisi. I have been thinking about it all night longing for a call from you. This is good. The caller is from a debt collector. What project? Who is the partner?"

Han Qian smiled, raised his phone and handed it to Yeats. Yeats took a deep breath and took the phone.

"Hello, I'm Yeats."

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As night fell, Han Qian and Wen Nuan came to the exit from Binhai City to Yeshai Pavilion. Han Qian stood outside the car smoking a cigarette, Wen Wen was looking pretty in the car wearing a newly bought skirt, and Yang Lan was dressed like a girl. Like the little princess in a fairy tale, delicate and noble.

The car at the Yamen Gate has already left and the land has been selected. They went back to discuss whether to give it or not. Han Qian is not in a hurry. Although it is too early to sign this contract, the timing is that the Yamen Gate is short of money. is the best opportunity to haggle and bargain.

The important point is that the yamenmen didn't know what Han Qian was going to do.

Returning to the car, Nuan Nuan said softly.

"Let's go out to eat. It's too much trouble to cook at home. Does my little skirt look good?"

Han Qian looked down, stretched out his hand and patted the warm and slender legs, frowning.

"It's too short. The flesh is exposed outside. You have to wear shorts, but the skirt... you can wear it as pajamas at home."

Nuan Nuan slapped Han Qian on the back of his hand and said angrily.

"Why are you so conservative?"

"Let's go have hot pot with you."

Han Qian drove all the way back to the city and went to Wula Manchu Hot Pot Restaurant. Han Qian didn't like private rooms, so the two of them sat by the window. Han Qian was responsible for eating the meat, and Wen Wen was responsible for eating. Han Qian was given green vegetables and didn't eat a bite.

Han Qian was really not interested in hot pot, so he ate every bite. Then when he watched Nuan Nuan pick up all the meat in the bowl and stuff it into his mouth, Han Qian stretched out his chopsticks and pressed Nuan Nuan's chopsticks. vocal channel.

"What are you doing? There are so many people, are you shameless?"

Nuan Nuan glared at Han Qian and whispered.

"Let go! As long as my husband knows whether I look good or not, I don't care what they think of me. It's better to be scared away. It's annoying to me. You let me go, or I'll bite you."

"Slow down, don't choke."

"It's your fault that I'm choking. I eat hot pot once every six months. I'm afraid people will laugh at me if I tell you. It's a luxury for the vice president of Tangtangchangxiang to even have a hot pot. If I talk about it too much, I'll shed tears. Waiter, give me two plates. Lamb, a plate of tripe and a shrimp paste.”

Han Qian shook his head and smiled, stood up and sat next to Wen Nuan, picked up the chopsticks to pick up the meat and put it on the plate to dry. Wen Wen was really good. She didn't say nice things, and she couldn't do anything that would make people praise her. She was very humble to Han Qian when it came to matters.

Han Qian doesn't eat crabs. She loves crabs the most and endures eating them once every two months, mostly when Han Qian is not at home.

Han Qian doesn't like hot pot. She never mentions it, even if she wants to eat it.

It can be said that apart from letting Han Qian stay at home for three years, Nuan Nuan did not force Han Qian to do anything he didn't want to do. Instead, he followed Han Qian's ideas.

Warm and childish?

She is childish.

Mature?

She is mature.

She knows what things are worth fighting for and what things are not worth fighting for. It’s just about food and drink. You can’t kill someone if you don’t eat. Arguing hurts feelings. She also saw some chicken soup on the Internet. If a man loves you, he should tolerate you and pamper you. I love you and give you everything you want.

Can there be love if we live together without dignity?

It's just using the guise of love to satisfy your inner vanity desires.

Love is bit by bit.

Han Qian took care of her life. Even today, Han Qian never let Nuan Nuan wash her clothes once or wipe the floor once.

Love is vigorous.

When a dozen guns were pointed at him, he went to avenge her.

Wen Nuan likes Han Qian, and she gives way to Han Qian.

but! Now that you're eating hot pot, you can't stop your sister from killing everyone!

After finishing the hot pot, Nuan Nuan patted his bulging belly and hummed softly.

"It's over. I can't leave. What should I do?"

Han Qian smiled bitterly.

"I'll hold you up."

Wen Nuan groaned, waved to the waiter, and was about to pay and leave. The waiter took the bill and glanced at Han Qian, who smiled softly.

"I am married."

The waiter was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, smiled and handed the bill to Nuan Nuan.

After paying the bill, he stood up. Nuan Nuan held his stomach with one hand and his lower back with the other. Han Qian was worried that the girl would fall, so he stepped forward and helped her gently. The waiter walked in front to clear the way for the two of them. When they went out, the waiter smiled.

"No wonder sir has been taking care of this lady. It turns out that she is pregnant. All members of the Ula Manchu clan wish you and your unborn baby the best."

Han Qian smiled, with embarrassment on his face. He kicked Han Qian's calf, threw Han Qian away and strode towards the car. Han Qian suppressed his laughter and shouted.

"Slow down, slow down, you are pregnant with a child!"

"roll!"

After getting in the car, Wen Nuan punched Han Qian on the shoulder. Han Qian smiled and drove home. The smile on his lips did not disappear all the way. Nuan Wen felt a little panicked and pulled Han Qian's ears angrily when he got out of the car. road.

"I won't give you a baby!!! No, you can't even think about it."

On Sunday, he cleaned the house, turned off his mobile phone and refused all social interactions. Han Qian did the laundry, mopped the floor and wiped the glass, while Wen Nuan sat on the sofa, ate snacks and watched TV.

"Brother Qian, I want to eat oranges, please chop them for me."

"Han Qian, I'm thirsty."

"Han Qian, my slippers are here."

"Han Qian, I have to go to the toilet. My legs are numb."

Han Qian squatted on the stairs and wiped them step by step. Listening to Nuan Nuan's various unreasonable demands, he turned his head and said angrily.

"Are you hemiplegic or an imbecile?"

Although he said this, Han Qian still walked to the sofa and said softly.

"Which leg is numb?"

Nuan Nuan lowered his head and pointed to his right leg, and then Han Qian slapped his right leg. The indescribable feeling made Nuan Nuan scream.

"You...don't touch it."

Han Qian did not speak, but smiled and raised his hand again. This time, Wen Nuan panicked and scratched his hands in front of him, trying to stop Han Qian's prank. When Han Qian's second slap fell, Wen Wen begged for mercy. .

"Brother Qian, I was wrong, I was really wrong, don't touch me, ah!! Bastard, you still touch me, are you touching me and fighting for your life?"

After being slapped for the fourth time, Han Qian went back to the second floor to mop the floor, leaving Warmth lying on the sofa with a face full of grief and anger. Han Qian almost made him wet his pants. Han Qian on the second floor was whistling. Kneeling on the ground and wiping the floor, the floor in Wenwen's room was dusty, and the girl didn't know how to clean it up.

After wiping the first time and preparing to do the second wiping, Wen Nuan tiptoed upstairs, stood behind Han Qian and shouted softly.

"Brother Qian, are you tired?"

Han Qian turned around and grinned.

"No···"

"Duang."

With a muffled sound, Han Qian covered his head and lay on the floor. The next second, Wen Nuan sat on Han Qian's belly and spoke viciously.

"Okay! Xiao Han Qian, you dare to bully me now, don't you? You dare to touch my legs while my legs are numb, you can do it, admit your mistake!"

"sorry!"

"No, you can't admit your mistake so readily. I don't have a sense of accomplishment. Please resist."

"If I don't resist, you hit me on the head."

"Be good, sister, I won't hit you."

After saying the words, Han Qian sat up, hugged Wen Nuan with his arms, turned over and threw him down. The two lay sideways on the floor, eyes to eye, mouth to mouth. Han Qian held Wen Nuan's arms to prevent her from causing trouble. He smiled, She smiled too.

"Duang."

Han Qian was hit and rolled all over the ground. Wen Nuan once again rode on Han Qian's back, slapped him on the shoulder, and said with a sinister smile.

"Come on! Are you resisting? Keep going, I won't hit you if I say I won't? Why are you so naive?"

"warmth!"

Han Qian simply stood up with Nuan Nuan on his back. Nuan Nuan was so frightened that he put his legs on Han Qian's waist and put his arms around his neck. Han Qian slowly knelt down on the ground and gritted his teeth.

"You still dare to lie to me! I tell you, little white-eyed wolf, you are completely done today."

"Hit me? Impossible!"

Wen Nuan strangled Han Qian's neck and lay back.

The posture changed.

Han Qian was lying in the warm embrace. The girl's legs were holding Han Qian tightly. No matter how much he resisted, he couldn't get down. Han Qian stood up with all his strength, walked to the bed and lay back.

"oops!"

Wen Nuan let go of Han Qian. When Han Qian stood up and changed his head, a large quilt was thrown over him. Han Qian was covered in the quilt. Then he heard an ouch again, the basin overturned, and Wen Nuan ran away.

Taking off the quilt and looking at the clothes that had just been folded on the bed and the water stains on the floor, Han Qian's anger level instantly filled up and he chased downstairs with a broom.

"Little white-eyed wolf, I'm telling you, you're done playing today!"

"Ah!! Domestic violence!"

Nuan Nuan's bare feet were running around on the sofa, floor tiles, guest room bed, and kitchen. Han Qian was chasing after him with a broom. Finally, he caught the girl in the second bedroom on the second floor. He held her by the collar and scrutinized her while she was messing around. A messy house.

Han Qian went upstairs and took out his clothes and put them on Nuannuan, then took the girl's hand and went downstairs, drove out and made a phone call.

"Hello? A nursery rhyme? I'll send Nuan Nuan over to store it for a while. It's too noisy."

Well, I took my mother for a physical check-up today and updated it in advance. I didn’t sleep all night.