Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Han Qian is going to the capital to set up a bureau?

Lady Song wanted to follow her, but Han Qian did not stop him and took Guan Junbiao and Lady Song into Beijing.

The night view of the seaside was quite good after dark. The lights were on in the office at the yamen gate. Baitao and Cheng Jin were sitting opposite each other. On the table were simple ham sausages, peanuts, and a bottle of low-quality Niulanshan.

This picture always feels familiar.

Bai Tao said softly while eating peanuts.

"Han Qian went to the capital."

Cheng Jin smiled.

"You know, Fu Dong comes to Binhai in the morning to do a lot of things, and in the evening he goes to Beijing to show his face."

Bai Tao sipped the white wine and pouted.

"He's quite vindictive."

Cheng Jin smiled.

"He? He holds grudges very much! He remembers things as big as sesame seeds and peas, but he is not in a hurry. He takes his time and finds ways to avenge this."

Baitao smiled, picked up the peanuts, threw them into his mouth, and said with a smile.

"Is Han Qian a good guy or a bad guy?"

Cheng Jin shook his head.

"It's hard to comment. If you want to ask him whether he is a human being or not, I can say half of it. He has done many good things in his life, but his words have not left him any good thoughts. Han Qian gave it to Zhao Zhen Do you know about the mental hospital?”

Baitao nodded while covering his head.

"I know, I don't know how Han Qian deceived Fu Dong, but him sending Zhao Zhen in is a good result for Song Shunu and me. I am also worried that my father will suddenly force me to die and let me marry Zhao Zhen, isn’t that a child? I guess Han Qian didn’t find it either. No matter what suitable method, Fu Dong came to him and asked him to be a matchmaker. He couldn't solve the trouble between me and Song Shunv, so he just solved the guy who raised the problem. Sometimes I admire Han Qian, but sometimes I am angry. Why does he always act like a good guy?”

Cheng Jin chuckled and said nothing, Baitao said again.

"What else did he say, if a gentleman doesn't save you, a saint will do his job! Then he added, 'He is a saint.' Which saint was beaten until he was beaten like a porcelain bottle held together with glue? His whole body was covered with cracks."

Cheng Jin narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Do you like Han Qian?"

"Am I sick?"

Baitao's expression was very contemptuous, and Cheng Jin smiled.

"If we talk about this, if Han Qian didn't label himself a saint, he wouldn't be able to seize so many opportunities. When did Han Qian's success start?"

Bai Tao pouted.

"Feng Lun? Han Qian is just a fluke. Isn't it easy for Feng Lun to create Han Qian?"

Cheng Jin laughed.

"If Han Qian didn't seek justice on the bridge, Han Qian would have died at the dinner that day. Sometimes luck may not determine the success or failure of things, but steps can. Guess what Han Qian did in the capital?"

"Are you venting your anger on Fu Dong?"

"Drink!"

Watching Cheng Jin pick up the wine glass, Baitao said angrily.

"What do you mean? What does drinking a bar mean? What do you mean, old man?"

"Drink!"

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Late at night, at Yang Lan's home, Xiao Beibei was lying on the window looking downstairs. Yang Lan and Ji Jing were sipping wine. Yang Lan's face was relaxed, as if he had never been to the affectionate guy downstairs. Same.

Ji Jing took small bites of the food and asked in a low voice.

"You really don't want to go down and explain it clearly?"

Yang Lan pouted.

"Make it clear? Didn't Liu Jiulong already make it clear to him?"

Ji Jing asked.

"Not soft-hearted?"

Yang Lan asked back.

"What do I owe him?"

Ji Jing thought for a moment, nodded with a smile, picked up the wine glass and touched it with Yang Lan.

Yang Lan was right. She really didn't seem to owe Jin Yanzhong anything, nor did she ask Jin Yanzhong to pay anything. It could be said that when Jin Yanzhong came back from abroad for the first time, Yang Lan paid back everything she owed him. When he returned for the second time, he didn't ask Yang Lan at all. He suddenly came back and said a bunch of incomprehensible things.

Yang Lan's normal life has been interrupted one after another, and now she has staged such a painful drama on her own. Yang Lan is no longer a little girl. She clearly understands that Jin Yanzhong did it on purpose. He did not think about the overall situation, but just Think about how to maximize your own interests.

"Beibei!"

"arrive!"

"Get back!"

"Mom, I want to go to Southeast Asia."

"roll!"

"Okay."

Yang Lan picked up the wine glass and shook it gently.

"Women are really troublesome. For the first time, I thought, if I kick him out and he doesn't leave, I'll live a makeshift life. But when he leaves, I'll be very angry. Anyway, it's annoying now. Don't try to persuade me." , I asked you to cooperate with me in drinking, and I didn’t listen to your ink.”

Ji Jing narrowed her crescent eyes and nodded, but she really didn't say a word.

After about an hour, Yang Lan stretched.

"Beibei, let's go see if he's gone?"

Beibei ran to the window and looked downstairs, shouting.

"Let's go, we just got in the car! Mom! Such a big bouquet of flowers! It costs a lot of money."

"roll."

"Okay."

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Yang Lan looked at Ji Jing again and smiled.

"What if the roles were reversed and you were me and Han Qian was downstairs?"

Ji Jinghan smiled.

"Actually, the wine is not that good, but my eldest nephew can't do such a thing. It's a good thing, but it's a bit unmanly to calculate the interest afterwards. Why does it feel like the conversation between us? Where are the two scumbags?”

Yang Lan smiled.

"Maybe it's just me. Little Han Qian went to the capital."

"I know, I went to set up a trap for Liu Shengge. Liu Shengwu seems to be a little bit unable to talk to Liu Shengge. Now Liu Shengge is acting like a dead pig and is not afraid of boiling water. He is not coming out of the capital and is unwilling to go to that mental hospital. , You can’t let him make trouble and then pay nothing, right?”

"Is Lin Zongheng dead?"

Ji Jing smiled and shook her head.

"I don't know. Why do you still care about this kind of thing? It has nothing to do with us. Drink less tonight. We have to go to work tomorrow."

Yang Lan shrugged and whispered, Ji Jing smiled.

"There's so much curiosity, but aren't you curious about Li Li and Qu Ledi's meeting tonight?"

Yang Lan raised his head and asked with wide eyes.

"real?"

Ji Jing nodded.

"Really! When my eldest nephew called me during the day, I heard him nagging me. He said that he originally wanted to go out with Su Liang, but now Su Liang is older than him. We will wait for the results tomorrow. Guess? "

Yang Lan shook his head.

Su Liang's head is a bit big. Now he is sitting on the sofa and watching TV with his son in his arms. He doesn't know what is playing on the TV. He is just listening to the two women talking not far away. Li Li speaks softly. , Qu Ledi’s words were thorny, but Li Li just pretended that he didn’t understand. If you, Qu Ledi, are strong, I won’t speak. If you are honest, I will continue.

In short, this is what Li Li said the most.

"If you can't live without Su Liang, just say so. At worst, you'll be a mistress and I'll just turn a blind eye and not know. It's better than Su Liang being unable to control himself."

Qu Ledi took a deep breath and was about to curse when Li Li picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into Qu Ledi's mouth.

"Eat more, eat more. If you don't eat enough, how can you have the strength to argue with me? Can you dance, Qu Ledi?"

"Won't!"

Quledi said vaguely angrily.

"I won't!"

Li Li nodded.

"I know, I know, I'm just asking. If you don't know it, then you can't. It would be a bit shameless to be so proud if you don't know it, but I can!"

Quledi took a deep breath.

"I will too."

"Then you dance to add to the fun. It can't just be a quarrel. What can we quarrel about? Little Han Qian is deliberately disgusting Su Liang. Su Liang watches Han Qian lively every day. Doesn't Han Qian hold a grudge? Are you right?"

"I have no idea!"

"Then you dance! Brother Liang, aren't you going to the capital?"

Su Liang turned to look at Li Li and nodded.

"I wanted to go, but Han Qian went to set up a trap for Liu Shengge. If I really went, Qu Ledi would be unhappy."

"Then don't go, stay at home and coax the kids."

"oh!"