Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1206 The most gentle woman

One night!
All night long.

Han Qian didn't dare to go to the bedroom to sleep. He just lay on the sofa and even made a rope to tie his pants into a knot. As a result, he almost suffocated to death because he had to pee in the middle of the night. Hearing the noise, Yu Shici walked out the door. Han Qian felt that he was saved and breathed a sigh of relief. However, when Yu Shici took out the scissors, Han Qian's legs were shaking like a dog waiting to be slaughtered.

Yu Shici didn't dare to move the scissors several times, and finally put the scissors down and gritted his teeth.

"Hey~ What are you doing? Don't move back. I can't reach it. It's too short to begin with."

"I don't want to either! I'm afraid you'll bite me."

"Are my skills that bad~hmmmm~"

"Sigh~"

Tong Yao was woken up, went out, turned on the light and looked at the two people in the bathroom. Han Qian grabbed Yu Shici's head, and Yu Shici squatted on the ground grabbing Han Qian's belt. Tong Yao raised her eyebrows when she saw this.

"How about you two go back to the bedroom? I'll live in the car?"

Yu Shici stood up and pointed at the rope on Han Qian's waistband, and Tong Yao glanced at Han Qian.

"You are such a loser, Han Qian! You really are such a loser!"

Han Qian said nothing, walked towards the kitchen, and came out with a kitchen knife in his hand.

Knife up and down.

Han Qian can finally let go.

Walking out of the bathroom, Han Qian patted his chest.

"Awesome, live another day."

Tong Yao and Yu Shici were too lazy to pay attention to Han Qian. They were both very tired, but Han Qian couldn't sleep, so he sneaked into Tong Yao's room in the middle of the night and whispered in her ear.

"Are you thirsty? It's raining outside."

Tong Yao pushed Han Qian's head away, turned over and continued to sleep. Han Qian stood by the bed and thought for a long time, then took a glass of water and put it on the bedside table, then went into Yu Shici's room.

"Poetry, would you mind closing the window? It's raining outside."

Yu Shici stretched out her hands and hugged Han Qian's arm, rubbed their faces against each other for a while, and then pushed Han Qian away.

"Back off~ That's enough."

Han Qian, who couldn't sleep, sent a text message to Cai Qinghu.

【My lady~】

Cai Qinghu didn't reply. He probably knew Han Qian had come out and felt relieved, so he went to sleep. Han Qian sent another text message to Ye Zhi.

【Life is dull and boring.】

Ye Zhi didn't reply either, and then Han Qian sent another text message to An An.

[An An Na~ An An Na~ An An Na~]

Same no reply.

It's already one o'clock in the morning.

Han Qian was standing by the window and lighting a cigarette when a text message came in.

[Nephew, are you asleep? 】

Han Qian dialed Ji Jing's number.

"Aunt Ji, why haven't you slept yet?"

Ji Jing said softly.

"I can't sleep. When my nephew is smoking on the balcony, remember to open the window. Otherwise, Pharmacist Tong will get angry."

Han Qian suddenly turned around and looked downstairs.

On a rainy and snowy day, a girl was standing downstairs, holding an umbrella and waving at him.

After Han Qian hung up the phone, he ran downstairs in slippers and shorts. He rushed out of the unit and hugged the most gentle woman in the world. Han Qian smiled like a child.

“Aunt Ji, I thought Chong’er was with you and didn’t send you a message.”

Ji Jing handed the umbrella to Han Qian, took off her windbreaker and put it on Han Qian, and whispered.

"Are you stupid? It's so cold, so cold, so cold. Why don't you put on any clothes when you come down here?"

Han Qian scratched his head and grinned.

"It's not cold! Aunt Ji, what's that bulging thing in your pocket?"

Ji Jing held an umbrella and smiled with her crescent eyes squinted.

"Tong Yao hates cigarettes, and I probably didn't prepare any for you. I thought you would feel uncomfortable without cigarettes in the middle of the night, so I came to bring you some."

Han Qian looked up at the lighted window, then looked at Ji Jing and asked with his head tilted.

"If you didn't turn on the light and didn't see me on the balcony, would it be a wasted trip?"

"I can give it to you in the morning." Why is she so gentle?

While Han Qian was thinking, Aunt Ji handed the umbrella to Han Qian, then ran over, drove the car over, and opened the passenger door.

"Nephew, get in the car, let's talk."

Han Qian said softly after getting in the car.

"I will drive?"

Ji Jing smiled and shook her head.

"No, you can't leave this neighborhood. Someone is guarding you outside, nephew! I've been thinking about what happened for hours, but I still want to tell you something. Don't be nice to a stranger for no reason. You always think that people are kind, and you never want to believe in the evil of human nature. If you hadn't taken the dagger from the woman selling things on the street, the case wouldn't have been so troublesome."

Han Qian lowered his head and whispered.

"I see."

Ji Jing smiled.

"But you will do the same thing next time, because you are you, so not everyone is Han Qian! The woman who set up the stall is dead."

Han Qian remained silent, and Ji Jing did not explain clearly how the woman died.

Then Ji Jing pinched Han Qian's face.

"Can you please put away your overflowing sympathy, my nephew?"

Han Qian raised his head and looked at Ji Jing, blankly.

"No! I'm looking at my legs. Why are there so many leg hairs?"

Ji Jing touched Han Qian's leg and smiled.

"Very sexy~ A man can't be smooth like a noodle fish, that's too feminine. Okay, I'm here for nothing, you go back to sleep, I'll come back tomorrow to bring you something."

Without giving Han Qian a chance to speak, he was pushed out of the car.

Aunt Ji is soft and sweet, but she is definitely not sticky~
Han Qian watched the car leave and went upstairs. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Tong Yao standing in the living room like a god of war. Han Qian had just laid down on the sofa when Tong Yao came over and said in a low voice.

"What did Bobo Xu Niang send you? Why is she so persistent? What did she give you? Throw it away, throw it away, throw it away."

Han Qian took out two packs of cigarettes and placed them on the coffee table. Tong Yao took a look and then glared at Han Qian.

"Hey! Ah! You are a cannon! Didn't I give you a pack of cigarettes?"

Han Qian frowned and shouted aggrievedly.

"Didn't you tell me to move to another cell after I finish smoking? I'll stick two sticks in my nose!"

Tong Yao gritted her teeth angrily.

"That damn woman! Even if she was killed by an atomic bomb, it would not relieve the hatred in my heart! The old Chinese doctor told me that I was destined to have a child, but I gave it away! Han Qian, do you think it's credible?"

Han Qian pointed at his nose.

"I'm talking to the King of Hell."

Tong Yao slapped Han Qian's belly, glared at him seductively, and said angrily.

"Why don't you do anything right?"

Han Qian smiled.

"You said that fortune-telling by an old Chinese doctor is legitimate? Isn't that pure nonsense? How much did he cheat you out of?"

"Six thousand!"

Han Qian stopped talking, and Tong Yao leaned forward and whispered.

"Ji Jing came over and gave you two packs of cigarettes. Didn't she say anything else? Didn't she say me?"

Han Qian shook his head and Tong Yao continued.

"It shouldn't be this way..."

"Get out if you two don't sleep!"

The two of them became obedient instantly, and Tong Yao leaned close to Han Qian and whispered.

"Fu Dong will come tomorrow?"

Han Qian nodded.

"Well, he has to come over. Except for Lin Zongheng and Liu Shengge, all the others are in the food chain. So when you make an appointment with Chen Zhan tomorrow, Fu Dong will come to visit our house. When the time comes, just tell Chen Zhan directly that Fu Dong is with me, and he will understand everything."

Tong Yao raised an eyebrow.

"What?"

Yu's poems came out and were about to be thrown out to the two of them.

(End of this chapter)