Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 1304 Going to the Capital to Steal Someone
"Ms. Song must die?"

Han Qian hid in Ji Jing's car and called Fu Dong. Fu Dong, who had already started preparing for a promotion, replied unhappily into the phone.

"I don't have time to deal with this little shit between you two. Do you have anything else to say? If not, hang up now."

Han Qian lit a cigarette and said in a low voice.

"Ms. Song doesn't need to die! Are you going to kill me after she dies? That way no one will know your secret, right? I'm saying now that Ms. Song doesn't need to die!"

Fu Dong walked forward, closed the door, turned and walked into the lounge and growled into the phone.

"Han Qian, you need to think about who you are using to talk to me!"

Han Qian punched the steering wheel angrily.

"My fucking name is Han Qian! I'm telling you now, there's no need for Miss Song to die! And now I've realized that you'll definitely deal with me after Miss Song dies! You're resentful of me!"

Fu Dong said softly.

"I have no grudge against you, so don't think too much. But Han Qian, I'm telling you the truth. Miss Song is going to die. This woman is a little ungrateful. Her life is of no benefit to either of us."

Han Qian nodded.

"Yes! I know there is no benefit, but you and I are not the judges of this world. We have no right to judge whether a person is dead or alive!"

"How dare you, Han Qian, say this?"

"I dare to shout this out while standing at the gate of the Forbidden City, because I, Han Qian, have never killed anyone because of a conflict of interest with me."

"Ms. Song is going to die, I said!"

Fu Dong's voice was cold, Han Qian said in a low voice.

"If Miss Song dies in your hands, your promotion will be stopped! And don't forget, you are in a position where no one can judge you. Chen Zhan can still take action against you if he gets enough evidence! You are not invincible now! I say! Miss Song must live!"

Fu Dong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and said softly.

"You don't have to tear your face off with me because of Miss Song. The benefits and value that Miss Song provided you are nothing compared to what I can give you. After Miss Song died, only the two of us were in the same boat. I will treat you better than Lao Gu did. I can make Huacheng and Liu's go bankrupt with just one word and make them change their names to Han."

Han Qian sneered.

"Yes! There is one more thing you didn't say. You can also let everything I have be renamed, Fu Dong! I'm not a fool. These little tricks of yours are all left over from my past. Three people are always safer than two! You don't have to worry about my affairs. In this life, I will never stand in front of you and ask you to help me, whether it's Beijing or Binhai! What I give you is what I owe you, and don't take the initiative to give me things that I don't want! Stop all your current actions."

Fu Dong stood up and roared.

"Han Qian, no one can order me around in this life!"

Han Qian said calmly, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

"Your father, your mother, your sister, you are not number one in the world yet!"

Fu Dong shook his head helplessly.

"It's too late. I've already told Liu Shengge to do this. Liu Shengge and Miss Song have a grudge against each other. Even if I stop it now, Liu Shengge will still do this under my name."

"Fu Dong, you really should have died for Li Shaoqi! Really! Get lost, we'll never talk on the phone again! After I put you in that position, we'll be done for good! Get lost!"

Han Qian hung up the phone. He was really a little angry.

At this time, Fu Dong sent a text message to Han Qian.

[Don’t come to Beijing impulsively! ]

Han Qian looked at the text message, his lips trembling slightly, and said in a low voice.

"What's wrong with the capital? I dare to touch the nose of the fucking King of Hell. What's wrong with the capital? Are you trying to scare me?"

I started the car and sent a text message to Aunt Ji.

[I'm going to the capital. You can take the Yaksha Queen's car tonight.]

The car was on the highway. Han Qian knew clearly that going to Beijing this time would be like walking into a trap and would not give face to the people of Beijing. However, Han Qian was really going to go this time.

afraid?
There is no such word in my, Han Qian’s dictionary!

The cell phone rang. Looking at his mother-in-law's number, Han Qian felt a little uncomfortable in his neck. He silently threw the phone to the passenger seat, muttered something under his breath, and increased the speed to 150.

I'm a little afraid of my mother-in-law.

As soon as Han Qian entered the capital, Zhou Hui received a call informing her that Han Qian had come to the capital again. Zhou Hui whispered into the phone.

"He's just passing through the capital. You can't just let him pass by, right?"

"Passing by? He's in the hospital right now, and you tell me he's just passing by? Zhou Hui, I don't care what your department says, but Han Qian can't come to Beijing. How many companies in Beijing have come to us together? Han Qian has caused them to have no peace, how many complaints have been sent to us? If Han Qian doesn't leave Beijing within three hours, we will seal up An An and Luo Shen's companies."

At this time, Lao Gu came over, snatched the phone from Zhou Hui's hand, and said in a cold voice.

"Investigate my daughter-in-law's business? Do you think I don't dare to investigate you? Can't my son come to see me? Don't take chicken feathers as an order! Get lost."

The person on the phone dared to shout at Zhou Hui, but he was still a little afraid when facing Lao Gu. He said a few more words and then hung up.

Zhou Hui looked at Lao Gu and asked.

"Why don't you urge Han Qian? They are also handling the documents. There are hundreds of departments in Beijing! The anti-gang side has been keeping little Han Qian in check."

Lao Gu frowned.

"He listens to me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the office door was pushed open and the driver Lao Wang spoke.

"Twenty minutes ago, Han Qian crashed his car and took Miss Song away."

At this time, Zhou Hui's cell phone rang again. Wan Fang called to tell Zhou Hui that Han Qian had just smashed Fu Dong's car and sprayed words on it. Zhou Hui asked.

"What did you spray?"

"Han Qian was here!"

Zhou Hui said angrily to Lao Gu.

"Take a look?" Lao Gu curled his lips.

"What's wrong? What's the matter? If Fu Dong is angry, just call the police! It's no big deal."

On the highway, Ms. Song, with a protective gear on her neck, looked straight ahead and spoke expressionlessly.

"There's a car chasing you. If you dawdle for another ten minutes you won't be able to leave."

Han Qian looked at the car with red and blue lights flashing in the rearview mirror and smiled.

"Do you believe that if I dawdle for another hour, you'll go to see the King of Hell? The capital is not as safe as you think. Are you afraid of death?"

Miss Song said softly.

"Since we've already died once, we don't need to worry about the car behind us, right?"

Han Qian smiled.

"They were legitimate people, legitimate cars, and legitimate driving, but when they arrested me it was not legitimate. There were people who wanted you dead, and there were many."

The Cayenne entered sports mode, and Han Qian stepped on the accelerator and the car sped up to 200 km/h.

Holding the steering wheel with one hand and lighting a cigarette, Han Qian continued.

"Whether it's speeding or a violation, my Aunt Ji will deal with the car issue. As long as they don't catch me driving, everything will be fine. Once they enter Binhai's territory, it will be a luxury for them to go back."

Miss Song smiled and said softly.

"Smoking will shorten your life."

"Do you think I can live long without smoking? Knives hurt more than cigarettes."

Han Qian drove the Cayenne through the traffic and kept honking at the slow-moving car in front of him in the fast lane, but the Corolla in front of him didn't move. Han Qian got a little angry and picked up his phone to call his lifelong enemy.

"Captain, I'm on the highway! Please tell this slow-moving car to get out of my way. Someone behind me wants to kill me."

"Got it, come back and pay the fine."

“I didn’t drive.”

"Then I'll punish you too."

Less than a minute after hanging up the phone, the Corolla in front made way, and Ms. Song said softly.

"You are so arrogant. The anti-gangster group in Beijing is very dissatisfied with you. There are many people who want to kill me this time, right? Tang Li wants to kill me because of Zhou Le, Liu Shengge wants to kill me because I tortured him, Qu Ledi wants to kill me because I scolded her, and there is also Fu Dong, right?"

"Why are you asking me? There's a text message. Binhai welcomes you!"

Han Qian slowed down his car and soon he was driving side by side with the two cars behind him. Han Qian rolled down the window and smiled.

"Just wait! Once we get to Binhai, I'll let you experience what Goubangzi roast chicken is like. I'll stick your legs into your Piyanzi! Keep following me, or I'll hit you to death!"

Miss Song smiled.

"Dare to bump into me?"

Han Qian pouted.

"I dare not. I can't afford to pay for this car. It's very expensive!"

"You don't have to come to the capital to control me. It would be good for you if I died."

"But my Aunt Ji said that it is more blessed to give than to receive."

"Ji Jing is a very good woman."

"You tell me? Just lie down in the hospital peacefully after you return to Binhai. Binhai is much safer than Beijing now. Bai Tao has been going crazy lately!"

"That's what old maids do."

"Don't even think about threatening Fu Dong. He can take your life at any time. He just didn't get what he wanted this time. After he gets it, you should leave the capital and get married and have children in Binhai."

"Shall we have a baby?"

"repeated."

"What's repeated?"

"Your personality is similar to that of my wives. There's no need to find someone exactly like you."

"Is there a difference between An An and Ji Jing?"

"There is a difference. My An An has beautiful legs! But she is a little bit rebellious."

"Where's Ji Jing?"

"The best."

When the car left the highway, Ms. Song saw the "Best" standing in the cold wind wearing a windbreaker, and also saw an ambulance.

Miss Song was picked up by medical staff. Miss Song said thank you to Ji Jing, and Ji Jing smiled with narrowed eyes.

"No need."

Ms. Song reached out and held Ji Jing's hand and said seriously.

"Thank you!"

Ji Jing took a step back and struggled to free her hand from being held, shaking her head with a strange look on her face. After Ms. Song got into the car, she saw Ji Jing wiping her hand vigorously with a wet wipe.

What does she mean?
She thinks I'm dirty?
Is this the best one according to Han Qian?

Why is she so rude?

Sometimes, Miss Song really should be allowed to interact more with Yan Qingqing, Wen Nuan, Tong Yao and Luo Shen. Then she will know how good Aunt Ji is.

(End of this chapter)