Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 191 My son seems to have a bad temper

The original three-hour journey Yeats drove for four hours alone, because there were two children in the car, Yeats drove very slowly and steadily.

When Yeats got off the highway, while Yeats was still talking to Han Qian, several young people on motorcycles whizzed past the car. Han Qian said softly with his arms around the two sleeping children.

"Slow down, the two of them have been tossing around with Lao Gu for many days, and they haven't had a good rest."

At the end of the sentence, Han Qian took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Toyosuke.

Yeats' car was driving very slowly, and the young people who didn't know what to do didn't see Han Qian in the back seat, they just saw Yeats driving around the car on a motorcycle, and Yeats didn't take it seriously at all. Get on and continue driving slowly.

boom!
A young guy slapped the glass on the back seat, Han Chong'er was taken aback, and when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of confusion, when a voice came from outside.

"Driving such a good thing to fuck you! I'm so fucking envious, shit, why are you so rich?"

Han Qian frowned slightly and said softly.

"Don't talk to them!"

At this moment, Han Jia climbed up to the co-pilot, opened the hand button and took out a black pistol, put the safety on, loaded it, dropped the window and pulled the trigger.

boom!
A gunshot sounded, and the motorcycle outside was quiet. Yeats braked and grabbed the pistol in Han Jia's hand and threw it to Han Qian. Han Qian smiled, unloaded the magazine and threw it aside. Yeats started the car again Keep frowning.

Soon after, both Mercedes-Benz and Toyosuke's Jetta came, and the two went to deal with the shooting. Yeats drove all the way back to her mother-in-law's house.

The two children were overjoyed to see grandma, and rushed all the way to grandma's arms, while Han Qian was dragged into the yard by Yeats' collar.

"Mr. Han! A shot, and the action is very skillful! He knows that Liu Shengge's car has a gun, he knows how to open the safety, how to pull the trigger, it is definitely not the first time to shoot! You are a father Is it okay to just smile?"

Han Qian frowned and nodded.

"It's true that I didn't do this very well. Wait a minute, I'll go get a certificate for my son!"

Han Qian wanted to run, Yeats grabbed Han Qian's hair and gritted his teeth.

"Mr. Han! Didn't you understand the situation? How old is A? He still lacks the ability to judge the truth by himself. What if A shot and wounded someone today? He was killed. What should I do? Go to Liu Shengge and clarify this matter!"

Han Qian made a mistake, squatting down and muttering in a low voice.

"I'm not going! If my son kills someone, I'll go to jail. This is indeed wrong. Miss Ye, I understand."

Yeats breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's good to understand."

"Next time, press the silencer!"

Yeats' mentality exploded, and he punched and kicked Han Qian. At this time, Yan Qingqing just came back, looked at the beaten Han Qian and the violent Yeats in the yard, stepped forward and pulled Yeats away and frowned.

"You hit him? Are you not tired?"

Yeats' face turned blue with anger, and he told what happened, especially condemning Han Qian's irresponsible answer.

Yan Qingqing frowned after hearing this.

"It has nothing to do with him. The children have nothing to do with him. They have nothing to do with him other than being their own father. Where is Jia Yi in the house?"

Yeats nodded, Yan Qingqing handed the bag to Yeats, took off the watch and ring, turned around and walked out of the courtyard, when she came back again, she had an extra wicker in her hand, Han Qian stood up and stopped Yan Green.

"Mistress, calm down, I'm also to blame for this!"

Yan Qingqing squinted at Han Qian.

"Do you think I won't beat you for a while? Get out of here! Yeats, get him out of the way, Han Qian, let me tell you, you either don't care about the child, or you keep caring about it, get out!"

Yan Qingqing walked into the room holding the wicker, Han Jia panicked when he saw his mother walking in, opened the screen window and ran away, Yan Qingqing was a step too late to catch the little bastard, at this time Qianer's mother frowned and asked road.

"What's the matter, Qingqing? Why did you beat the child just after you came back?"

Yan Qingqing closed her eyes and took a deep breath, and roared in the gentlest tone possible.

"He shot in the street!"

Ok?
Qian'er's mother was also taken aback, then looked at the old man, who frowned and spoke seriously.

"Jiayi is so young that he can shoot? Hey, this is really not a trivial matter."

Then he slapped his hand on his leg and said again.

"Yes! My grandson can do it if he is so young and has the guts!"

The old man received more than 1 slaps in one minute, and the corners of Qian'er's mother's mouth trembled angrily. As soon as Han Jia who ran to the yard got into the kennel, the wicker in Yan Qingqing's hand turned into a stick.

"Come out for me."

Han Jia shook his head.

"I won't go out! They slapped on the car window to scare my sister and cursed! If I can't beat them, I will shoot them!"

Han Qian stood not far away and gave his son a thumbs up, and then the father and son smiled.

Yan Qingqing got angry, turned around and went to the kitchen to get a kitchen knife out. The next second, Han Jiayi was dragged out of the kennel by two dogs with his clothes in his mouth. When Du Bin returned, he closed the door behind him, Yan Qingqing Throwing away the kitchen knife and going forward, picking up the slippers and pointing at Han Jiayi's ass is a hello to death.

After hitting him a few times, Han Qian felt distressed, and ran forward to hug Yan Qingqing.

"Okay, okay, my son is young, I, the father, didn't take care of me, so hit me!"

Then Qian'er's mother's stick landed on Han Qian's ass, and Han Qian ran away with a cry.

When Liu Shengge came, Han Jiayi was lying on the floor with his bare buttocks. Liu Shengge glanced at his red and swollen buttocks, and frowned at Yan Qingqing.

"Why are you so hard on children?"

Yan Qingqing frowned.

"Shouldn't you clean up when you shoot in the street?"

Liu Shengge snorted, and looked at Jia Yi calmly.

"Next time shoot where no one is around and don't get caught."

Yan Qingqing got up and rushed towards Liu Shengge. Liu Shengge pressed Yan Qingqing's head with one hand, frowning.

"Shoot and shoot, it's not too troublesome! In the future, Ayi will inherit a lot of things and protect many people, and he will be like Han Qian's mother-in-law's personality? He didn't kill anyone after shooting, something went wrong. , we old fathers can solve the problem, but Jiayi deserves the beating, how can you let your mother know?"

Yan Qingqing frowned and said angrily.

"Liu Shengge, get the fuck out of me!"

Liu Shengge pursed his lips and left, making a lot of noise on the phone, thinking it was a big deal?Didn't it just fire a shot?

Go to the gate of the yamen to say hello, wouldn't it be enough to say that Feng Lun did it?

Liu Shengge left, and Han Chong'er ran over when he was leaving.

"Father Liu, if you're not busy, take me to Mom's place."

Liu Shengge picked up Han Chong'er and frowned.

"Your mother probably doesn't really want to see you."

"You throw me in the mud pit for a while, and then go to see my mother!"

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ji Jing opened the door. When she saw Han Chong'er standing at the door, Ji Jing was slightly taken aback.

boom!
The door was closed.

Han Chong'er was also taken aback, then slammed on the door hard.

"Ms. Ji Jing, you'd better open the door for me, or I'll sue you for abandonment! Open the door, open the door! I know you're at home, don't hide inside and keep quiet, I know you're at home, Ji Jing~ Ji Jing ~Ji Jing~Open the door~Open the door~"

(End of this chapter)