After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

"What are you yelling about? You're holding a golden cudgel. What are you going to do?"

It seems that Nursery Rhyme's dress has never strayed from the word conservative. If she hadn't been taller, this skirt would have dragged the floor. But she was wearing a pair of slippers. Han Qian looked at Nursery Rhyme hiding in the door, and then looked down. He glanced at the golden girl in his hand and whispered.

"Bought it at the school gate!"

"Oh, then give it to me."

"Don't change the subject for me, come out! Do you know that I didn't sleep well last night?"

"And now you are venting to me? Mr. Han Qian, I am not your girlfriend and I have no obligation to sleep with you!"

Duang.

A stick was struck on the iron door. Han Qian was holding on to the iron door with one hand, and the other had already passed through the gap in the iron door, waving the stick in his hand at Nursery Rhymes and said angrily.

"Then you made trouble for me last night! Then you called me and you were not a human being!"

when!

Tong Yao closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then suddenly snatched the plastic golden cudgel from Han Qian's hand and beat him on the arm. Han Qian was beaten so hard that he stepped back and shouted two meters away from the iron gate.

"I have injuries on my arms! I have injuries all over my body, and you hit me!"

Nursery Rhyme said angrily.

"You knew you had a wound on your arm and you still had to go to Ji Jing's place? Can you control yourself? What if your wound suddenly burst open while the two of you were doing that? Are you going to die?"

The shouts of the two people have aroused the curiosity of the onlookers, but do these two people care about this?

Han Qian waved his hand impatiently.

"You don't have to worry about me, just give me the golden cudgel!"

"You think I am willing to take care of you, go ahead! Go and continue to seek death, and I will give you back the broken stick."

The thrown stick hit Han Qian's face. Han Qian covered his face and squatted on the ground, cursing in a low voice.

"You monster, you and I..."

Before he finished speaking, Han Qian was stunned when he looked at the nursery rhyme with reddish eyes. He panicked. What he was most afraid of was women crying. He couldn't coax him if he was anxious. Han Qian stood up and scratched his head in embarrassment, and whispered. .

"Look, aren't I kidding you?"

Tongyao glared at Han Qian and said angrily.

"I don't like you joking with me! I don't want to see you again. You are a scumbag, a straight man, and you are mentally ill. Han Qian, you deserve to be hurt. You only know that you are good to others, but you never accept others. I'm so worried about you! I don't want to see you anymore. I want to go back to Sichuan and Binhai City. I don't want to be here for a minute anymore."

As he spoke, the monster opened the door and ran away.

She wants to go back to Sichuan?

Han Qian was confused. The monster seemed to have disappeared after returning to his hometown last time. Watching Tong Yao drive away, Han Qian's heart suddenly felt empty. Looking at Tong Yao's car, his eyes were slightly confused.

Others treat him well.

Han Qian didn't understand the meaning of this sentence. He knew the kindness of others to him. Why did the nursery rhyme say this sentence? He squatted at the door of the school with his back to the door and looked at the sky. He didn't chase it. Now the nursery rhyme is in In anger, if he chases it, it will only make the monster angrier.

Standing up and walking into the school, the school security guard nodded to Han Qian and did not stop him. He walked all the way to the principal's office on the fourth floor. The door was open. There was a pair of high heels with broken heels on the window sill. Han Qian reached out and took them. I found that there was still some residual heat.

He smiled. .

Why are you so urgent? Did you break your heel while running?

Putting down his shoes and walking forward, Han Qian looked at the simple office without even a computer. It was really simple here, with a cement floor, big white walls, an old desk and a chair that was peeling. Han Qian sighed again, Whisper quietly.

"Why are you saving so much~ I won't deny it to you."

For nursery rhymes, what Han Qian carries on his shoulders is not love, no emotion, only responsibility.

He took away the nursery rhyme's virginity and gave it to this woman for the first time. There would be a thread in his heart that connected the two of them. Even though he was drugged, Han Qian still had a deep impression of that night.

Han Qian is a money-splitting boy, but every money he gives away has a purpose, or to return a favor, including the R8 in Qinghu and Ji Jing's house. Han Qian wants to squander his ill-gotten gains. Lose.

The only money given to Tong Yao was what Han Qian thought he had earned with peace of mind, and it was also the cleanest thing he considered. It had no purpose, and he did not intend to repay or compensate her. He just wanted to give her money. Han Qian had seen Tong Yao look like when he asked him to borrow money. .

Han Qian admitted that he was a scumbag. He clearly would not marry Tong Yao, but he did not want her to get together with other men, let alone borrow money from other people, including Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing.

Han Qian laughed self-deprecatingly, waved his hand and slapped himself.

Why can't she let this happen? She has no parents or relatives in this city. If you count, Han Qian is the person closest to her.

Thinking of what she said at the school gate, the nursery rhyme was right. Han Qian's injuries were not healed. None of the scars on his body had healed. The new injuries had not been more than forty-eight hours old. She was not deliberately destroying Han Qian and Ji Jing's solitude, but She knew that Han Qian and Ji Jing had already broken through that step.

And this step was also Tongyao's plan. She forced Ji Jing to take this step.

Looking at the documents on the desktop, he reached out and took one.

It's the accounts.

I remember every account clearly, even the bag of salt money in the cafeteria. The characters of the nursery rhyme are very beautiful, just like her name, which is square and straight, not a warm continuous stroke, not a wild cursive of Yan Qingqing.

Very clean font.

He remembered the bill clearly and calculated the cents. Han Qian found this office bill.

The table was set at the second-hand market for 150 yuan. The chairs were bought together with the table for 20 yuan. A wheel was bought for three yuan. Han Qian lowered his head and looked at the chair on the chair and the others. The silver wheel is incompatible with the black wheel.

I bought and installed this monster myself.

She is very frugal and counts every penny spent on the car.

Five yuan a month for gas for a Maserati?

Han Qian didn't know how she drove this car, and she had never heard of nursery rhymes about sending the car for cleaning, but her car was always clean.

A diligent and thrifty girl.

After putting down the bill, Han Qian called Wu Sijuan and asked Wu Sijuan to choose the furniture in her store and redecorate the nursery rhyme's office. Wu Sijuan, who had done half of her nails, left the little boy with a creamy face whom she had just met for a day to prepare.

The little boy was very dissatisfied that the man's phone call made Wu Siguan so serious. He chased Wu Siguan and said coquettishly.

"Si Guan, whose phone number is it? We made an appointment to have lunch together."

Wu Sijuan took out his wallet, took out five hundred yuan and gave it to the little boy, saying anxiously.

"I don't have time to explain to you, just go and eat by yourself, be good!"

After saying this, Wu Sijuan went out to drive to prepare. She knew her role very well. Han Qian said that if she did it, if she did it well and quickly, she would not be kicked out of the team. The jealous little boy was already extremely jealous. He took a taxi and followed Wu Sikuan.

In the principal's office, Han Qian smoked a lot of cigarettes.

He saw the nursery rhyme's diary, a very old diary with a small lock. Han Qian was very curious about the diary, so he roughly opened the lock and opened the first diary entry.

July 11th, sunny!

The students in the school got into a fight and the parents were invited. I thought it was just a normal thing, but I met a gangster, a playboy who looked at people and animals as harmless. He always said some evil things, and I couldn't explain him.

But she taught the old witch a lesson, and Kaixin and I were right. The nursery rhyme is right, the evil dragon will eventually be punished.

I don’t want to see him anymore. I hate people named Han!

Looking at the drawing at the end of a roaring little rabbit holding a big carrot, Han Qian smiled. This should be the first time he met Nursery Rhyme.

Um···

It was very unpleasant, and it was also at this time that Nursery Rhyme started writing a diary.

July 15th, sunny.

[I was fired and unhappy. 】

July 25th, sunny.

【I found a new job. 】

August 1st, heavy rain.

[I didn’t look at the almanac when I went out, but I met a guy I didn’t want to meet. I took the same car to school. I hated the smell of tobacco. I hated this ungentleman man. He gave me a handful... Umbrella, the look of escaping in embarrassment is really refreshing. 】

At the end of the diary, there is no time and weather, and there are no scattered things recorded in it. It only records things related to Han Qian, including an encounter in District 8, a quarrel with Tu Xiao at the dinner table, and going home. I was very scared in the end, but I felt at ease with this man by my side, but I didn’t expect that he was actually a member of the underworld and was trying to block me.

There were many things that Han Qian didn't know. For example, Tong Yao saw him and said hello, but he didn't notice.

The diary slowly turned into an album filled with pictures of two girls and a little bunny.

Han Qian looked at the diary quietly and forgot to remember to smoke.

On a page smeared with colored pens, this is the record of Han Qian's first injury. Someone recorded the first time she borrowed money from Han Qian, and also recorded the first time she regarded Han Qian as a scumbag.

Because of Yu Shici sneaking into the bedroom.

When Han Qian saw the folded page, he suddenly stopped what he was doing. He knew what was recorded on the page, but he didn't dare to open it. At this moment, Wu Sijuan called. .

"Brother Qian'er, I'm at the school gate."

"I'll go down to pick you up. The security guard won't open the door for you."

He left the principal's office with the diary and saw Wu Sijuan at the door of the school. Looking at the office supplies on the minivan, Han Qian nodded with satisfaction, picked up the diary and knocked Wu Sijuan on the forehead, smiling.

"Don't be so hasty next time. It's not a big deal. Look at how exhausted I am."

Wu Sikuan raised his head and said with a smile.

"I must work hard to do what Brother Qianer told me."

"For example, you were very attentive when Nursery Yao asked you for aphrodisiacs to drug me."

Wu Sijuan's smile suddenly froze on her face, and Han Qian knocked on her forehead again and said softly.

"There won't be a next time."

The intimate movements between the two were clearly seen by the little boy. His jealousy had already welled up in his heart. He rushed forward and grabbed Han Qian's wrist and said viciously.

"Who are you!"

Han Qian was stunned for a moment, then frowned and said softly.

"My wrist is injured, young man, please let go first."

"Are you injured or not? I am not..."

Snapped!

A crisp slap fell on the little boy's face. He was stunned, his eyes filled with disbelief. Then there was another slap, and Wu Sikuan screamed and roared.

"Let me go!"

"Baby, I'm just worried about you."

"Go home and worry about your mother, he is my boss!"

The little boy in the cream hurriedly let go of his hand. Wu Sikuan was so anxious that he almost cried. He held Han Qian's reddish wrist with both hands and suddenly turned his head to look at the little boy in the cream and said coldly.

"If you appear in front of me from now on, I will break your limbs, get out!"

Then he said tremblingly.

"Brother Qian'er, your wrist."

"Hmm...it hurts a little, but it shouldn't be a big deal, Siguan! Take care of your people, and being arrogant is not a good thing. I won't do it next time."