Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

"If Fu Dong is not stupid, he will not continue to make trouble with you."

This is what Wen Nuan said to Han Qian before going to take a shower. Han Qian got up and opened the door of the guest room, waved to his daughter, and the father and daughter ran upstairs to lie on the tatami and play.

He did not have parent-child time with Chong'er, and from the moment Jiayi was born, his life was destined not to be like that of a young master, and he could not enjoy anything.

After playing for a while, Lingling fell asleep with her head resting on Han Qian's arm. Wen Nuan wiped her hair and walked into the bedroom. Looking at her sleeping daughter, Wen Nuan frowned.

"Does she sleep here or with me?"

Han Qian smiled.

"It's all right, Wen Nuan, look, my daughter is so small lying here~ She's holding two little fists!"

Wen Nuan lay on the other side of Lingling, her side face resting on Han Qian's uninjured palm. The mother and daughter stared at Han Qian with the same eyes. After a long time, Han Qian said softly.

"Wen Nuan, why don't you focus your eyes? Why are you a little astigmatism?"

Wen Nuan frowned and looked at Han Qian.

"Let's just lie here for a while. Can't you be a little more human? Can't you just stop talking?"

Han Qian chuckled. Lingling suddenly turned over and got into Wen Nuan's arms. Wen Nuan held her daughter's little butt with one hand and patted it gently, and then said.

"Drugs?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"No, Miss Song gave me painkillers. I was seriously injured at the time, so I used this medicine to relieve the pain, and I became addicted."

Wen Nuan stretched out her hand and poked the scab on Han Qian's arm. It was hard.

Then Wen Nuan picked the scab off. Han Qian grimaced in pain, stared at Wen Nuan and threatened her, whispering.

"Are you sick? Why are you knocking on him?"

"Yes, I am sick! Keep your voice down. If my daughter wakes me up, I will beat you. Who told you that I have astigmatism? Who would not say that my big, beautiful eyes are beautiful? Does Cai Qinghu know about this?"

"Not sure. When we were together today, I had a seizure for a while."

"Then I guess he knows, but I just didn't ask you."

The ex-husband and ex-wife sat together and chatted, talking here and there. As they chatted, the daughter got angry and stretched out her two little hands to cover the mouths of both of them.

"Let's go to sleep! I have to go to kindergarten tomorrow."

Late at night, that damn feeling once again filled Han Qian's whole body.

At this moment, Han Qian had the idea of ​​dying. The voice in his mind kept telling him that he didn't need to insist anymore and that he had done enough.

Han Qian muttered silently in his heart.

"Little guy, don't let me catch you. Who are you?"

Han Qian's strangeness woke Wen Nuan up. Wen Nuan didn't know what she should do or what she could do. She reached out and hugged Han Qian's head.

She gently patted Han Qian's back and felt Han Qian's body trembling in her arms.

"Hold on, hold on, my dear, you are the best."

Wen Nuan comforted Han Qian in her arms like coaxing a three-year-old child.

Pain kept rubbing Han Qian. The words of giving up persistence were like maggots attached to his bones, constantly eroding his will and persistence. Every minute seemed like a year.

Xiao Lingdang sat up and looked at his trembling father. When he got close to his parents, he found that he stretched out his little hand and touched his father's ear.

It's so hot!

Xiao Lingdang turned around and ran out of the room barefoot. At this moment, Wen Nuan was a little anxious. Should she go to see her daughter or Han Qian?

At this moment, Wen Nuan understood that Han Qian had to make choices on this matter every day. Let a person with choice difficulties make choices every day. At this time, Han Qian spoke weakly.

"Look at my daughter!"

Under such torture, he still thought about his daughter. Wen Nuan didn't know how difficult it was to quit such a thing, but she had quit smoking.

As soon as Wen Nuan let go of Han Qian, she heard the sound of ding-dong on the stairs.

She really had to go to see her daughter. Wen Nuan just walked to the door of the second bedroom and saw a small kettle hanging on her daughter's left neck. She dragged the small medicine box at home with both hands, dragging it layer by layer to the second floor. Wen Nuan just watched quietly without going to help. Xiao Lingdang didn't call Wen Nuan for help. She went to the tatami bed. Xiao Lingdang grabbed a handful of medicine and put it in front of Han Qian. She climbed onto the tatami and hugged Han Qian's head, whispering to her father's ear.

"If you eat the disease, you won't get the medicine."

Han Qian opened his eyes and looked at his daughter who was sitting beside him with a worried look on his face. Han Qian reached out and touched his daughter's face.

"Eat~ whatever you give to Dad, eat it!"

Xiao Lingdang grabbed a handful and stuffed it all into her mouth. Han Qian didn't hesitate and drank the water.

Half an hour later, Lingdang was sleeping soundly in bed, shouting in his dream that he was awesome. His father was vomiting like a dead dog in the bathroom on the first floor, muttering in his heart.

"I live another day, I'm awesome!"

Wen Nuan stood at the door of the bathroom and looked at Han Qian, covering her forehead with one hand and said weakly.

"Can't you think a little more normally? You just eat a handful?"

"My daughter's filial piety, it's not good to refuse, the child will be sad, ugh! What medicine did my daughter give me?"

"A bunch, I just saw that there are a few less of each medicine, and I saw that the medicine Tong Yao took before for menstruation is also missing two."

"Ugh~"

The good news is that Han Qian can no longer feel the ants tormenting him, but the bad news is that he doesn't know what medicine Lingdang gave him. He vomited and had diarrhea until dawn. When Wen Nuan sent Lingdang to kindergarten in the early morning, Han Qian received a call from Guan Junbiao.

"Wow~"

"Um?"

Then the phone was hung up, and Han Qian was confused for a moment. Just as he put down his phone, Guan Junbiao called again.

"Crooked? Brother Han?"

"Ah~"

"Damn, I made the wrong call just now. There was a very sick Sa Bi who answered the phone, as if he had cancer."

"You were right just now, I'm here to pick you up!"

"You have cancer?"

"Fuck you!"

"That's right, that's right. This is my Brother Han. Just now, the Yamenmen called my master and said that a small team was coming from the capital. They asked us to prepare breakfast in the eighth district. My master asked me to come over. Find out if there's anything fishy here."

Han Qian, who was lying on the sofa, sat up, rubbed his head and said feebly.

"If you didn't tell me, I would have forgotten. The small team is Fu Dong. I don't know exactly what they are going to do. He is here just to find out the cause of Lin Zongheng's death. It's not a big deal."

Guan Junbiao nodded.

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"Oh, how should I tell my master?"

Han Qian tried to stand up and found that he was unsuccessful, so he took a deep breath.

"evolution!"

Guan Junbiao shouted on the phone.

"Greymon!"

Brothers can always play some very childish games with each other. They are not worried about the other party saying that they are crazy, but they are afraid that the other party will say that they are pretending to be a coward.

Hearing that there was no movement from Han Qian, Guan Junbiao whispered.

"Shall I pick you up?"

"I really need to trouble you to make a trip!"

"Why are you so polite to me?"

After hanging up the phone, Guan Junbiao turned his head and looked at Tu Xiao.

"Master, Qian'er said that the person who came was Fu Dong, and that he came to study the cause of Lin Zongheng's death. He said there was no need to worry."

Tu Xiao waved his hand to indicate that Guan Junbiao could leave.

Guan Junbiao left, and Cuicui walked in, adding a little hot water to Tu Xiao's thermos cup, and then walked to the portrait of Tu Kun's mother to clean up the ashes. Tu Xiao held the thermos cup and sighed, this man is not old at his age. no.

Cuicui gently wiped the incense burner and smiled.

"Brother Gou is really a rare person."

Tu Xiao scolded angrily.

"What's your name, Brother Dog!"

Cuicui smiled.

"As I get older, I can't yell like a brat all the time, and he seems to be more sober than anyone in District 8."

After hearing this, Tu Xiao thought for a while and sighed.

"Yes, in our eighth district, the person who has the closest relationship with Han Qian is Guan Junbiao. Among the many people around Han Qian, he is also the closest."

Cuicui smiled.

"That's right. The people who follow Han Qian are not only prosperous now, but they are all good. Look at him, he is shouting a master every day, but he has no other thoughts at all. You think, haha, this Everyone has desires, why doesn’t he?”

Cuicui sat on the armrest of Tu Xiao's chair. Tu Xiao frowned and looked at the hand on his chest.

"Are you haha? Just talk, why are you touching me so carelessly?"

Cuicui frowned and smiled.

"I'm your wife, can't you touch me? What you are doing is violating a woman's will, which is illegal!"

"Oh!"

Tu Xiao sneered, put down the thermos cup, grabbed Cuicui's hand and put it on her leg.

"I have committed fewer crimes. Murder, arson, robbery and vandalism. I have also violated women's wishes. Don't always rush to get involved in men's affairs. Biaozi has a good character. It's not enough if he has no desires. "

Cuicui smiled.

"Aren't I afraid that you are petty? Let me ask you from the side. If you have any messy thoughts, I will try to appease you and be a good wife."

Tu Xiao curled his lips again, Cuicui bent down and whispered in Tu Xiao's ear.

"Stop curling your lips! If you curl your lips again, you won't be allowed to live in the company!"

Tu Xiao curled his lips and said.

"You care about me?"

"Go home and beat your son?"

"Cui Cui!"

A sigh of helplessness and sadness.