Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1263 Oops, it feels like a myocardial infarction

Who to take with you!
When he walked out of the company, he saw the Raptor parked at the door. Han Qian trotted forward, opened the car door, hugged Yan Qingqing's head and gave her a big kiss.

"Where has the queen gone? I miss you so much!"

"Go see your mother!"

Han Qian pushed Yan Qingqing away, and Yan Qingqing frowned and smiled.

"What's wrong?"

Han Qian scratched his head and whispered.

"I always feel that this sentence is a little wrong. You are scolding me, but I can't find a reason to refute! Oh! Madam, let me tell you~"

"Fu Dong has invited Yang Lan to dinner, right? He wants you to come over too."

Han Qian gave Yan Qingqing a thumbs up.

"It's amazing~"

"I asked Yang Lan to agree. Let's go! Let's not go to the South Courtyard. Their boss has a problem with his brain. Let's go to the Yeshai Pavilion. Cai Qinghu has already gone there."

"My wife is here too?"

"Your wife has been wandering around Binhai for two days!"

Han Qian patted his head.

This brain seemed to be a little bit useless. Then Han Qian asked when Ye Zhi would give birth. The queen said the due date was January, but the old Taoist said the baby would be born in February at the latest. The two chatted along the way, and the queen suddenly asked what would happen if she died.

Han Qian pinched his chin and said softly.

"You died in the morning, and Jiayi collapsed in the afternoon. It's that simple, so you have to live well! Why did you ask Sister Yang to keep the appointment? Fu Dong is just an old pervert."

Yan Qingqing smiled.

"It's just a meal, not a wedding. Why are you so worried? And Fu Dong's words imply that he wants to take you with him."

In Yeshai Pavilion, Fu Dong squatted at the door and prepared what he called the Old Beijing Copper Hot Pot. He called for Yang Lan to come over to help, and Han Qian came instead.

"What? Are you used to ordering people around?"

Fu Dong looked at the charcoal fire and smiled.

"I know it must be you. Lü Zhi came to see me when I was resting in the afternoon and promised me a lot of benefits. I guess he can't think of any other way. He has been thinking about whether he can make trouble from you. Unfortunately, there is no way, because you yourself admitted that you kidnapped Lü Zhi, but it doesn't count! Even if you say "I was just angry at the time" in court, the case cannot be decided. Lü Zhi can deal with ordinary people and those who violate the rules however he wants, but he has no law enforcement power against a poor person like you."

Fu Dong picked up the copper hot pot and walked into Yeshai Pavilion, then put it on the table and shouted.

"Yeats! Serve the food!"

Han Qian pushed Fu Dong's shoulder and frowned.

"You're pregnant! Do it yourself!"

Fu Dong walked into the kitchen with a smile and started preparing ingredients for hot pot. Yang Lan and Yan Qingqing sat together chatting. Since Yang Lan came, Fu Dong had only said one sentence to him, which was the sentence just now.

"Han Qian, you don't like hot pot? Today I'll let you taste my cooking skills, especially this tripe!"

Han Qian stood at the door, leaning against the door frame, with his arms folded across his chest, watching Fu Dong cutting tripe and smiled.

"I don't like hot pot, but I like warmth! And I don't eat offal."

Fu Dong turned his head, glanced at Han Qian and curled his lips.

"Of all the girls, you like Wen Nuan the most. You only took care of her when she was pregnant. How dare you care who I am pursuing?"

Han Qian lit a cigarette and smiled.

"Why bother? What does Lu Zhi think now?"

"He asked me to go back to Beijing, and then he was going to start indirectly putting pressure on Cai Qinghu, so I called Cai Qinghu in advance and asked her to take a vacation and hang out in Binhai."

Fu Dong handed the plate of tripe in his hand to Han Qian and said.

"I called Wen Nuan, and my secretary went to pick her up."

Han Qian didn't want to talk and turned around to serve the dishes. Fu Dong was busy in the kitchen for a long time and prepared a table full of side dishes. He also took out a bottle of white wine that was not circulated on the market and said in a boastful manner that even Son Zhengmin had never seen the kind.

After pouring a cup for Yang Lan, Fu Dong was just about to pick up his chopsticks when the tripe on the plate was gone. He tilted his head and looked at Wen Nuan, then smiled with his eyes narrowed.

"Wen Nuan, there's really nothing wrong with your mother beating you!"

Wen Nuan said vaguely.

"If you are unhappy with me, go find Han Qian. Han Qian is used to it."

Fu Dong turned his head and Han Qian shook his head helplessly.

"It has always been like this. Now I can understand that Lu Zhi is not in a hurry? He still wants to do it indirectly?"

Fu Dong smiled and nodded. Just as he stretched out his chopsticks, the duck blood on the table was picked up by Ye Zhi. Fu Dong raised his eyebrows and looked at Han Qian.

"Are you the one who spoils me?"

Han Qian said awkwardly.

"Pregnant woman, pregnant woman, Ye Zhi also likes to eat some weird things. I'm asking you a question! Just eat some peanuts."

At this time, Yang Lan stood up, picked up a spoon, scooped up half a crab from the other sauerkraut pot with warm chopsticks and glared at him, and put it on Fu Dong's plate. She smiled slightly without saying anything. Fu Dong turned his head and looked at Han Qian again and smiled.

"Look~what is the gap!"

At this time, Yang Lan suddenly picked up the crab from Fu Dong's plate, and took out the crab meat little by little and put it into the small bowl very carefully and attentively. Then she stood up and picked up a small bowl of mahjong, picked up a few slices of mutton, rinsed them in the copper pot, and put them in the small bowl of seasoning in front of Fu Dong, smiling and speaking softly.

"Do you want to eat coriander?" Fu Dong was a little absent-minded. He remembered that the last time someone took care of him like this while eating was when he was a child. Fu Dong smiled.

"Eat poison."

Yang Lan smiled and took the peanuts in front of Fu Dong and Han Qian, whispering.

"You can't eat peanuts when eating crabs. It has side effects! Xiaoqian, don't eat them either."

"Oh!"

Fu Dong looked at Han Qian with a playful look, and Han Qian sighed helplessly.

"I know you want to say that none of my family members are as good as Yang Lan, right? Let's get down to business!"

Fu Dong picked up the wine glass, and Han Qian also picked up the wine glass. After taking a sip, Han Qian's eyes widened.

"Isn't this just boring ass?"

Fu Dong frowned.

"You can drink shit? Right now Lu Zhi is indeed not in a hurry. It seems that the promise you made last time gave him a reassurance. I suggest you have another conflict with Lu Zhi recently."

Han Qian curled his lips and glanced at Fu Dong.

"Are you trying to fool the fool? I'm in conflict with him now. It's okay for him to deal with me, but what about others? The predecessor of Yeshai Pavilion was not clean either!"

Fu Dong smiled.

"There's a brother-in-law!"

"Don't be so frivolous. What did Lu Zhi tell you?"

"He asked me to come here to test your opinion, saying that he would strongly recommend me to take his position after he retires, but I can't wait any longer. Why should I wait for him to retire? Now Lu Zhi and I can still communicate."

Han Qian glanced at Fu Dong and asked.

"Do you want to drink? If not, I'm going home."

"Of course I have to drink! How can I let Lu Zhi think that I am useless if I don't drink too much?"

After three rounds of drinking, both of them drank a lot, but they kept their mouths shut and didn't reveal any news or follow-up plans to each other. Yang Lan gently poked Fu Dong's arm, and Fu Dong turned his head. Yang Lan held a bowl of sauerkraut soup and a soup spoon and spoke softly.

"That's about it. You two will be very busy tomorrow! Let's go to my house when you're not busy. I'm a good cook."

Fu Dong found that he liked Yang Lan more and more. How could there be such a gentle and sensible woman?

"How about a cup of tea?"

Yang Lan smiled.

"If Beibei isn't sick, I would have liked to drink some, but Beibei isn't feeling well. I'll have to go home to see Beibei later."

"The children are important."

At this time, Han Qian added.

"Sister Yang, you go back first. We'll pack up and go back. Rong Yao may be busy these few days. Miss Ye, come here. I have something to talk to you about!"

Ye Zhi stood up, and Han Qian helped Ye Zhi to the side. The two talked in a low voice for a long time. When Han Qian came back, Yang Lan had already left. Han Qian waved to Fu Dong.

"You stay here tonight. I'm going back first. Wen Nuan is not feeling well. I'll take Ye Zhi back to the hospital!"

Fu Dong stood outside the door without saying a word, staring at Yang Lan's car as it left and muttering to himself.

"Oh no! It's really bad! It feels like an acute infarction!"

Yang Lan went with Yan Qingqing. In the car, Yan Qingqing looked at Yang Lan who was sitting in the passenger seat.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Lan smiled.

"Send a message to Fu Dong, tell him to prepare some water at night, Binhai is colder than Beijing~"

Yan Qingqing raised her eyebrows.

"Are you excited?"

Yang Lan curled her lips.

"That's impossible, but he can be attracted to me, which will be of greater help to Xiaoqian. Men are very simple. With just a few simple words of concern and greeting, he may even have thought of what to name his grandson."

Yan Qingqing gave Yang Lan a thumbs up.

"You are awesome!"

Yang Lan smiled with narrowed eyes.

"The stupid green tea girl would say, Brother, you are so handsome!"

"What about the smart green tea?"

"There are no smart green tea girls, only considerate good sisters. Don't do this again. I was scared to death just now! Just look at him nervously. Men are very simple. A children's magazine can deal with all men, regardless of age! Go home, sleep, turn off the phone, don't reply, let him figure it out by himself!"

Yan Qingqing seemed to be thinking about something, and Yang Lan smiled.

"Don't even think about it. It's useless to Han Qian. If you say something like "don't do it again next time", Han Qian might proudly say to you, 'I'm the child chosen by God, are you worthy of caring about me?'"

Yan Qingqing stepped on the accelerator, her face full of anger.

"This straight guy must be mentally ill!"

(End of this chapter)