Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2

Ye Zhi went to pick up Wen Nuan and took her to Yesha Pavilion in advance, and called Han Qian to pick up Tong Yao. Tong Yao's car was out of gas and couldn't move at all, so Su Liang drove Ji Jing to Yesha Pavilion.

Originally, he wanted Ji Jing to pick up Tong Yao, but Han Qian was worried that Aunt Ji would leave Tong Yao in her Cayenne.

"Liang, Aunt Ji, which car are you two driving? I didn't drive here today."

Su Liang threw the car keys to Han Qian.

"You drive this, I'll go try Aunt Ji's Cayenne."

As a result, Ji Jing said she was leaving and declined Su Liang's offer to ride with her. Su Liang kept nagging Ji Jing.

"Minister Ji, you can't do this! I can sit in the trunk~"

In the end, Su Liang asked Li Li to come and pick him up.

Originally Han Qian wanted to drive Ji Jing’s Cayenne, but Ji Jing refused to accept Tong Yao’s call!

Life is a knot that can't be untied.

Ji Jing and Tong Yao can hold hands, but the person Ji Jing wants to torture the most is also Tong Yao.

Driving Su Liang's new McLaren to the new campus in Dongcheng, Han Qian called Tong Yao on the way.

"I'm going to pick you up in the new district now. You can calculate the time to come downstairs. I'll drive Su Liang's car to pick you up. I won't drive inside the school. It'll be too conspicuous."

"Then wait for me at the school gate. Can you bring me a barrel of oil?"

When we arrived at the school gate, the students were just getting out of class. Tong Yao was already standing in the crowd chatting with the students' parents. Many little boys' eyes lit up when they saw the eye-catching McLaren approaching. As soon as they parked the car, a beautiful woman in black came over, bent down and took out her cell phone.

"Add WeChat?"

Is this a pick-up?

Are all girls so brave nowadays?

Han Qian took out his Nokia and smiled awkwardly.

"I am socially anxious."

The black stockings beauty sighed in disappointment and muttered softly.

"Why are you pretending?"

Han Qian ignored him, parked the car, pushed the door, got out, waved and shouted.

"Nursery rhyme, let's go."

Tong Yao raised her right hand, waved and shouted with a smile.

"Here I come~"

Tong Yao smiled at the parents and trotted towards Han Qian. Coincidentally, the female parent she met yesterday also came to pick up her child. She looked at the man standing next to the luxury car, wearing a neat suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and a smile on his face.

It's really hard to compare it with the hooligans we saw yesterday.

If it weren't for the tattoo on his neck under the street light, she would have thought that Principal Tong had a new boyfriend.

Watching the car leave, the female head grumbled to herself.

“Very handsome.”

On the way to Yesha Pavilion, Han Qian said with a smile that he had just been hit on, and Tong Yao, half-collapsed in the passenger seat, pouted and said.

"Don't be so conceited. The person who flirted with her was this car. Recently, there have indeed been some shameless women who have flirted with male parents at the school gate. They haven't broken any laws, but now many female parents don't allow their husbands to pick up their students."

Han Qian asked doubtfully.

"Why?"

"What why?"

"I mean, why are you here at the school gate?"

Tong Yao took off her shoes, rubbed her feet, and pouted.

"They have no education, no ability, no cultivation, and only an empty shell. Being an anchor feels too cheap. The only channel for them to meet upper-class male parents at the school gate is their only channel. They don't care if the other party is married or not, as long as they have money! Just like An An! That's not right, after all, An An doesn't rely on you for food."

Han Qian ignored Tong Yao, and Tong Yao put her hand in front of Han Qian's nose.

“Isn’t it fragrant?”

"Get lost."

Tong Yao was humming in the passenger seat. When the car arrived at Yeshai Pavilion, Han Qian got out and saw the old man roasting a whole lamb in the open space in the front yard. The two girls Wuyouwuyou were squatting beside them. The old man was cutting the lamb with a knife and feeding it to his two granddaughters.

When the two girls saw Han Qian, they just glanced at him and then continued to stare at the knife in their grandfather's hand.

Han Qian lit a cigarette, and the next second a meat-cutting knife flew past him and stabbed into a tree trunk not far away. Han Qian took two steps back and shouted at the old man.

"What's wrong with you?"

The old man shouted, pinching his waist.

"The child is here. Will you die if you don't smoke that damn cigarette?"

Han Qian waved his hand.

"Oh, my daughter and son are not that pretentious. They will get used to it if they endure it for a while."

Han Qian ran away, and the old man chased after Han Qian with a flaming wooden stick as thick as his arm. Tong Yao walked forward, bent over, stretched out her hands, picked up the two girls and walked into Yeshai Pavilion. As soon as she entered the door, Ji Jing frowned.

"Where's my oldest nephew?"

Tong Yao put the two girls down and said with a smile.

"If you mess with dad, he will chase you and beat you up. Eh? Jiayi is back? Come here and let mom pamper you."

As soon as Han Jia walked forward, Tong Yao hugged him in her arms for a long time.

Among these mothers, Han Jiayi had the most contact with Tong Yao, and often followed Tong's mother around when she was a child.

"Mom! Why are you hugging Han Jiayi and not me?"

The little pet stood beside Tong Yao, and Tong Yao smiled.

"Mom can't hold you~"

Ji Jing frowned.

"How old are you Han Chong'er? Why are you still holding him?"

Chong'er turned around and pointed at Ji Jing angrily.

"Shut up you woman!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a figure came in through the window and pointed at Han Chong'er angrily.

"You bastard, what are you doing?"

The pet started to run, Han Qian stepped forward and missed, the next second the old man pushed the door open and walked in, roaring.

"Put out your cigarette, you little bastard!"

Han Qian, who was still holding a cigarette in his mouth, turned around, pointed at the old man and sneered.

"You old man, you talk too much nonsense!"

Han Qian pursues Chong'er, and the old man pursues Han Qian.

The grandfather, grandson and his two grandchildren circled around the swimming pool in the backyard of Yeshai Pavilion.

Qian Ling, who was standing on the second-floor balcony, held a cup of tea and laughed.

"You don't care?"

Qian'er's mother sowed peanuts and fed them to Xiao Lingling, smiling.

"I can't control it. The child doesn't act like a child, and the father doesn't act like a father."

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard was filled with the crying of Chong'er, the wailing of Han Qian and the old man's curses.

"Why did you hit Pet so hard, you little bastard?"

After saying this, Qian'er's mother stood up and Qian Ling smiled.

"Where are you going?"

"Go beat Han Qian."

Chong'er and the old man went back to the front yard hand in hand. Han Qian knelt on the lawn in the backyard with his head down. Qian'er's mother pointed at Han Qian's forehead and scolded him.

"You hit Pet?"

"Chui'er called her mother a woman, she needs to be taught a lesson! I pinched her cheek and I didn't use much force, but the child was crying on purpose!"

"Why did your father beat you?"

"I'm smoking in front of Carefree!"

"You kneel down!"

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Qian'er's mother left angrily.

Sometimes Han Qian really can't blame others for getting beaten.

Less than five minutes after Qian'er's mother left, a small figure appeared behind the back door. Han Qian whistled at the small figure. Han Jia pouted and walked forward, but did not dare to walk towards Han Qian directly. He went around him.

"You deserve it. My sister is so young and you have to smoke?"

"I'd love to! Do you smoke? Your grandfather threw away my lighter, light it for me!"

"How old am I?"

"It's a piece of junk."

Han Jiayi lowered his head and looked at the brick not far away. He really wanted to hit his father to death with the brick.

After a long while, Han Qian knelt on the lawn and looked at Han Jiayi.

"Go find me a lighter."

Han Jia raised an eyebrow.

"I owe you this? I owe you this? Am I sick?"

Han Qian chuckled.

"Are you going?"

“No!”

"good!"

Han Qian stopped talking. Han Jia turned around and started walking away. He hadn't taken three steps when he heard his father suddenly shouting behind him.

"Yan Qingqing! Your son scolded me for throwing money!"

Han Jia turned around and looked at Han Qian with wide eyes and open mouth, then gritted his teeth and frowned.

"Do you have any shame?"

Han Qian shrugged.

"It's so boring to kneel down by yourself!"

Yan Qingqing came in a threatening manner, followed by An An and Luo Shen, who were pulling Yan Qingqing. Yan Qingqing pointed at Han Jia and roared.

"You little bastard, are you cursing?"

Han Jia blinked, and Han Qian lowered his head and whispered.

"Kneel down with me now, and I won't beat you if you curse me today!"

Han Jia raised an eyebrow.

"A man is afraid of being beaten?"

The next second, Han Jia knelt down beside Han Qian with a plop, and Yan Qingqing came over with a baseball bat.

Yan Qingqing left. The father and son knelt on the lawn in the backyard. Han Jiayi looked up at the stars in the sky.

"Why don't they drop one and crush you to death? I'll pray."

"Forget it. There are at least 8,000 people who think the same way as you do. You might as well pray that your grandma will be kind enough to release us."

"Why my grandma? I can leave even if my mom comes."

“Don’t worry Han Jiayi, your father won’t let you live a good life until I kneel down.”

Chong'er came with Lingling and Wuyouwuyou. Lingling was pushing a small cart with Han Zishang in it. Four maids circled around the two of them. While they were circling, Wuyou hugged Han Jiayi's arm.

"Brother~~Brother~~"

Han Jia smiled like a flower, held Wuyou's face and kissed her forehead hard, and Han Qian looked at Wuyou.

"Call me daddy!"

Wuliu stared at Han Qian with her big eyes, then stretched out her clenched right hand. Han Qian looked down at the lighter in his daughter's hand. His heart melted at that moment. He hugged his daughter and kissed her hard. Wuliu cried, and Han Jia glared at Han Qian angrily.

"What's wrong with you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chong'er slapped Han Jiayi on the head and said angrily.

"How do you talk to Dad?"

Han Qian chuckled.

"Okay, Jiayi, go to the front and serve tea and water to your mothers. Chong'er, you should also take your brothers and sisters back. There are too many mosquitoes outside."

Han Jia stood up and left with his younger brother and sister. Chong'er didn't leave. He rummaged in his pocket for a long time and took out a mosquito coil and placed it next to Han Qian.

"Light it up. You can't trick someone into giving you a lighter if you don't light a mosquito coil."

Then Chong'er sat cross-legged on the lawn, and after a while she simply lay down. Han Qian stretched out his right hand and used it as a pillow to support his daughter's head. Chong'er looked at her father who was smoking a cigarette, and said softly.

"Dad, what do you think people live for? Eat, drink, and sleep every day."

“Looking forward to tomorrow.”

Han Qian gave the answer, and Chong'er closed his eyes and thought for a while before asking.

"What can I expect tomorrow? Expect Han Jiayi to break up with you? Expect my mother to grow old and ugly? Expect my elders to die of old age and illness one after another and leave me? Sometimes I think, life seems to be meaningless, why not try dying."

Han Qian lowered his head and looked at his pet and smiled.

"Dad will be sad!"

"But if you leave me one day, I will be sad too! So you can't leave the pain to me, right?"

"I'll tell you a secret."

"Are you going to say that you can live for ten thousand years?"

His daughter was too smart to be fooled. Han Qian racked his brains but couldn't think of a better explanation for her. After a while, his daughter sat up.

"Are you still thinking about how to fool me?"

Han Qian nodded.

"Yes~ But you are too smart to be fooled!"

"What are we having for dinner tomorrow?"

Han Qian smiled and pinched his beloved's face and laughed.

"You'll know tomorrow~"