Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 952 Poke
Early in the morning, Nuan Nuan said something about going to work and hurried out. Han Qian, wearing an apron, shouted while carrying two bowls of porridge.

"eat!"

"I won't eat anymore. I have several meetings today! Let's go first."

Han Qian looked at the two bowls of porridge in his hands and sighed.

"Why am I convinced? I drink two bowls of porridge per person!"

Then Han Qian thought for a few seconds and then turned and walked into the kitchen. When he came out again, he had a thermos bucket in his hand.

At seven o'clock, I will deliver breakfast to Qinghu first, and then go to work at nine o'clock.

I shouldn't be late for checking in by then.

As a result, when Han Qian pushed the door and walked into the luxurious ward, he found that Wu Qingsi was alone on the huge double bed. Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Wu Qingsi and asked.

"Where is my wife?"

But this tranquility was broken by a very sharp sound.

"Poke, poke, poke~"

"You're in the hospital, and you're wearing something like this? It's not even as big as my pants!"

Han Qian turned around and looked at Aunt Ji, who was leaning forward with her hands behind her back and squinting her eyes, smiling. Aunt Ji, who was wearing a black slim-fitting suit, tilted her body and smiled like a pair of crescent moons.

He is my world.

Just looking at Han Qian, Ji Jing felt as if she was loved by the world.

Wu Qingsi shook her head.

Wu Qingsi lowered her head, lifted up her nightgown and looked at the black leggings, then raised her head to look at Han Qian, tilted her head and said.

"Han Qian, Tang Monk! Why are you so stained!"

Han Qian shrugged.

"Is there something wrong with you? These are not underwear. Why are you shouting? Get out."

"I always thought that a miracle would happen when I checked in, and I would be notified that my check-in was successful."

Han Qian left. When he went out, he told Wu Qingsi not to wear this thing in the future. Wu Qingsi said angrily.

At nine o'clock on time, he stood in front of the clock card machine and poked his fingers. As a result, the clock card machine made no movement at all. Just when Han Qian was about to get angry, a playful and gentle voice came from behind him.

"Okay, my wife is not here, you can have this breakfast. How did she look when she left?"

Han Qian scratched his head and said with a naive smile.

"I don't know. I answered the phone in the morning and left in a hurry. What's in your thermos bucket? Show me!"

Han Qian sighed.

Wu Qingsi got out of bed, and Han Qian was furious.

Aunt Ji didn't speak and looked at Han Qian with a smile. Every time Ji Jing saw Han Qian, she felt that the world was beautiful, the air was sweet and greasy, just like bees landing in the flowers. Same.

"Poke~"

"Han Qian, you can take your fingerprints if you want. The company policy is that you are ten minutes late and ten minutes late for work! Leave ten minutes early and work ten minutes overtime the next day. Tell me how you can make up for it!"

The empress came, and Han Qian sighed as he looked at her red butt-covering skirt.

"My dear, you are a mother of a child, these clothes are not suitable for you!"

Yan Qingqing frowned.

"I'm wearing leggings. Why are you here at the company today?"

Han Qian raised his finger and pointed at Ji Jing and looked at Yan Qingqing.

"I miss my Aunt Ji, and I want to ask Aunt Ji out to play~"

Yan Qingqing curled her lips and said.

"Don't think about it. Ji Jing has something to do today and has no time to talk to you."

Han Qian looked at Ji Jing, who smiled and nodded.

"I do have something to do."

Then Han Qian turned his head and looked at Yan Qingqing.

"Do you have time? I can play with you!"

Han Qian regretted what he said, but the empress was not furious as expected, she just curled her lips and said that she had something to do.

Watching the two women walk out of the company, Han Qian waved and shouted.

"Hey, where are you two going? I'll go with you too."

Just as Ji Jing was about to speak, Yan Qingqing covered her mouth, stuffed her into the Raptor, snorted arrogantly at Han Qian, climbed into the car and left.

Then Han Qian called An An.

"An'an~" "What's wrong~"

"Come out and play~"

"No~ I have something to do today~ I'll go hang out with you tomorrow~ I'll hang up now~"

The phone was hung up just like that. Han Qian felt a little uncomfortable and then called Yeats.

"Miss Ye, please arrange some itinerary for me today!"

"No, get lost, I'm busy!"

Bye?

The phone was hung up just like that?

Han Qian was a little angry and dialed the number of nursery rhyme.

"Where are they? Buying stockings! Going to have a baby!"

"Ah!! You throw away your money, my enemy! We're together with Wen Nuan. There must be something wrong with your brain! Go see a doctor!"

"I...I fucked your tits, why did you die again!"

Han Qian's mentality was really about to collapse, so he called Luo Shen.

ok~
This bitch didn't answer the call at all, she just hung up!
Last call.

Han Qian was a little nervous and dialed Yu Shici's phone number with trembling hands.

"Hello, the user you dialed has turned off his phone."

Han Qian angrily threw his phone out through the door of Glory, then sat on the steps and stretched out his fingers to start calculations.

"Iron-headed doll, Yasha Empress, Madam, Aunt Ji, Child Monster, Yu Slut, Miss Ye, Luo Bandit, An Guaiguai, are they gone? It seems...probably gone, I haven't called anyone yet!"

Sometimes men are just mean. If you take the initiative to look for her, she will find you annoying, but if you don't look for him, he will feel that he is missing something.

Looking at the mobile phone at the bottom of the steps, Han Qian stood up and picked up the Nokia with the phone card even falling out.

After trying to turn it on, he found that there was nothing wrong with it, and Han Qian was desperate again.

"When can I change my phone?"

After finding Baitao's number, Han Qian made a call and roared after getting through.

"Are you dead? You are dead! What time is it! Why haven't you come to me yet!"

"Han Qian, are you urging me? I said I would look for you in the afternoon. It's only nine o'clock now. What should I do with you? What can you do?"

"What happened at nine o'clock? It's still nine o'clock tonight!"

"Hotel? Who goes to the hotel with you? You must be sick."

I always feel like I may have taken the wrong step when I went out today. Otherwise, why would these women be so abnormal today?

Finally, Han Qian tentatively called Cai Qinghu.

"Madam! What are you busy with?"

"My lord, why am I spending so much money? Are you coming?"

This sentence reminded Han Qian of Cai Qinghu's shopping trip that cost more than 4 million yuan. Han Qian touched his pocket and found that even his bank card did not have four digits. After thinking for a long time, Han Qian whispered.

"You have fun, I'm a little busy today!"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian whispered.

"What am I busy with! What am I busy with!"

In the capital, Lin Zongheng looked at Nian Shilun in front of him and asked softly what his next plan was.

Nian Shilun, who was sitting on the sofa with a bandage on his head, whispered.

"There are two things you need to do now. The first thing is to hold a full moon party for the young master in the name of the Hua family. People who are curious about your identity and want to know your identity will come to attend this full moon party. After a drinking party, the rest is to wait for these people to take the initiative to contact us. When the time comes, we can draw resources to Zongheng Group, and Zongheng Group will be able to escape the siege of Binhai. "

Party?

Lin Zongheng raised his head and scratched his head.

Party?

Now not only Han Qian was afraid of parties, but Lin Zongheng was also afraid. None of the parties he attended was safe!

"Damn it! If you can't bear the child, you can't trap the wolf. If you can't bear the wife, you can't catch that gangster in Binhai! Fuck him."

At the same time, Lin Zongheng received a photo.

Looking at the two people eating popsicles in the photo, Lin Zongheng sat up and frowned.

How could they be so harmonious?

(End of this chapter)