Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 393 The flame of resurrection begins to burn

When they arrived at Qian Ling's house, both Han Qian and Qian Wan were scolded. After the scolding, Qian Ling told them that their cars had been booked and Cai Qinghu should not let Cai Qinghu spend money.

Qian Wan asked if it was a pink Rolls-Royce. Qian Ling was too lazy to answer him. Uncle Zhong smiled and nodded. Han Qian didn't care. He drove whatever he bought and was not picky at all.

"Auntie, I'm going to take a nap."

When Han Qian stood up and walked upstairs, a news notification came from Yeats' cell phone.

Some people are sleeping, but some people have already reported to the Lord of Hell.

"Just at 11:35, a car accident occurred at the junction of Binhai and Jinxi. An Otsai collided with a large truck. Seven people were killed. The specific cause is still under investigation."

Yeats just frowned slightly, and when he wanted to speak, Han Qian had already gone upstairs to sleep, and Qian Ling made a silencing gesture towards Yeats.

"Let him rest for a while."

At three o'clock in the morning, there were three people standing on the edge of an office rooftop in Binhai, two men in suits and leather shoes, and a woman in a smart dress. As long as they took a step back, they would fall from the twenty-story office building.

Feng Lun stood in front of the three of them. The evening breeze blew by, and the cigarette lighter was blown out. Feng Lun took a deep breath.

At this time, the door of the rooftop behind him was pushed open. A monk and a Taoist priest came over each dragging a sack. They were struggling with what was in the sack. The two sacks were placed on the edge of the rooftop. Feng Lun pointed at the two sacks. sack.

"The two of them asked you to write the article, right?"

A woman wearing high heels stood on the rooftop and said tremblingly.

"Yes...yes...that's what they asked us to write."

"Oh!"

Feng Lun answered very indifferently and waved to the Taoist priest. Two sacks were thrown from the sky. It was impossible for the two guys to survive. Feng Lun lit a cigarette and looked at the three editors. He frowned and asked.

"I don't understand, I don't understand either. I have no grievances with you, and I even say that I don't know you. Why do you want to target me, my children and women? Are you all married? While you are waiting You have all experienced the joy when a child is born, why? Why do you want to force my child to death? She has never seen the sun of this world, and I have never felt what it is like to be a father!!!"

Feng Lun covered his face and cried. As he cried, Feng Lun smiled, raised his head and laughed, tearing his face with his hands and laughing ferociously.

"Yes! How can a scum like me be qualified to enjoy the beauty of this world? The moment I was born, I was branded with a tragic and unlucky mark."

His face was scratched by nails, and Feng Lun didn't care about the scars on his face at all.

"People like you are highly educated and thoughtful, and you have no evidence of guilt when you use words to kill people. I know! It doesn't make sense for me to reason with you, and trash like me is not worthy of reasoning with people from the upper class like you, so! You die!" Bar!"

Feng Lun stepped forward and pushed one person off the rooftop, then looked at the remaining man and woman.

"One of you can live! But it depends on who dies first."

After saying this, the man suddenly pushed the woman off the rooftop. When he turned his head to look at Feng Lun, his face was full of flattery. Feng Lun curled his lips and said.

"I said there is one person who can live, but you are not a human!"

boom!
The bullet passed through the man's eyebrow. Feng Lun turned around and took the man downstairs, leaving quickly. After going downstairs, Feng Lun made a phone call.

"I will clean up all your criminal information, and this time you will clean up my side too!"

How could Feng Lun not keep anything at the bottom of the box? The only people who died at Li Shaoqi's dinner party were some people Han Qian knew.

Overnight, 12 people died in Binhai.

Everyone knows that Feng Lun did it, but where is Feng Lun?

Li Jinhai's hair fell down in large quantities. He also knew that it was Feng Lun who did it. The problem he faced now was very simple. He thought that if Feng Lun could catch Li Duole once, he would be able to catch Feng Lun the second time. Lun may put his son's life in danger!

After 15 minutes of suffering and entanglement, Xiao Song and others were waiting outside the door.

The door of the office was pushed open, and Li Jinhai said with a pale face.

"Seal all exits, mobilize all off-duty personnel, and prepare to arrest!"

Li Jinhai still chose responsibility between his son and responsibility. Just like at the Mid-Autumn Festival Gala, he chose responsibility and gave up family ties to doubt Han Qian.

He is still like this today.

All the people on vacation were arrested, but no one could have imagined that Feng Lun was sitting on a hot air balloon, floating in the sky.

He couldn't be caught, and he had to watch the funeral of Yang Caihuan and his daughter.

Feng Lun looked at the two monks and Taoist priests who were shivering with cold.

"I've already given you half of what you two want. All the wealth I accumulate from now on belongs to you two! Just wait, a plane will pick us up soon."

Just as Feng Lun said, about three hours later, a private plane appeared above the clouds and dropped the rope ladder.

Feng Lun and the others hugged the rope ladder and disappeared into the night sky above the seaside.

On the plane, Wei Tiancheng looked at Feng Lun lying on the plane.

"For the last time, I don't want anything to do with you."

Feng Lun lay on Fei and laughed.

"Thank you, Director Wei! There is nothing on your daughter. She is safe. As I said to Han Qian, I will not do anything to any child!"

Wei Tiancheng said indifferently.

"You don't have to do this. If you want to take revenge on Yang Caihuan, I can buy these people's companies and they will be worse than dead."

Feng Lun covered his face and smiled.

"Where are the dogs in Shengjing? Where is Lin Zongheng? Where is Chen Qiang? Where is Baitao? Where is Li Shaoqi? And where is Fu Dong? Did you move? Wei Tiancheng, is Han Qian sure that he can move? ?Do you know why Tu Xiao would give me such a big convenience? Because his woman died, he didn’t dare to take revenge, but I, Feng Lun, dared. The twelve today are just small fish and appetizers. I will be slow for the rest. Come on! Give me the parachute, I don’t want to be caught when I land!”

After resting for about an hour, Feng Lun and others parachuted away.

Han Qian slept until dawn, sitting on the bed with confused eyes.

Sleep stupid.

Until Cheng Jin called.

"Xiao Qian, twelve people died in Binhai last night, and they were more or less related to Yang Caihuan's death. Now Feng Lun is captured on the surveillance screen! Now stay away from him."

Han Qian stood up and walked out of the door, rubbing his head and saying weakly.

"Don't worry, I will definitely arrest Feng Lun when I see him, but isn't Yang Caihuan's matter our Binhai investigation?"

Rubbing his head, he sat down on the stairs and chatted with Cheng Jin. Feng Lun didn't say a few words on the topic, but more family talk. Sitting on the sofa, the maid brought a cup of morning tea. Han Qian took a sip and leaned on the sofa. Go up and sigh.

"Don't worry about Feng Lun's affairs. Just find something for Baitao to do! My second uncle has given up his family for everyone again, right? Feng Lun takes this seriously. He knows my second uncle's character. So he threatened me with Dole."

Yeats walked out of the room on the first floor, walked behind Han Qian, rubbed his head, and sighed.

"I really don't know how to solve Feng Lun's trouble." Han Qian pouted.

"Now there is a solution. Anyone who interferes with Yang Caihuan's affairs will be arrested. Feng Lun no longer has a goal to strive for, so he naturally becomes decadent and becomes the person he didn't want to play back then. Lin Zongheng's wedding and Yang Caihuan's funeral is on one day, where are you going? The appearance of the spine and style in two places will have a great impact."

"I'm going to the funeral. Feng Lun is a child of Binhai anyway. I have to go!"

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian closed his eyes and took a deep breath, patted Yeats' hand and said softly.

"Where's aunt?"

"I took Wanwan out this morning."

"Yeah... OK! Let's go and have a look over there."

Han Qian stood up. Yeats hugged Han Qian's arm and asked in a low voice if he had rested enough. Han Qian smiled and said nothing. Han Qian kept chattering along the way. Yeats occasionally responded with a word of kindness, but Han Qian didn't feel it. Be perfunctory and keep nagging.

When they arrived at Changxiang, Han Qian patted Yeats on the back.

"You go to Nuan Nuan's office and wait for me, I'll go take a look around."

After Yeats left, Han Qian looked at his right hand, then at Yeats's back, and whispered.

"Why are you so thin? Are you trying to lose weight to avoid having children?"

Mainly, Han Qian wanted to go to Yu Shici's place, but if Yeats followed him, there would definitely be another quarrel. He went upstairs and walked through the busy office area.

"Hey, hey, have you seen the news? Last night, many people suddenly died in Binhai, including car accidents and jumping off buildings."

"I heard that it was a madman trying to prove himself."

"It's nothing to prove. I heard Vice President Li talking downstairs this morning and revealed that someone was avenging his woman. You don't know who the dead person is, right? It's just those marketing accounts taken out of context. Look at today Yes, no marketing news account dares to publish such nonsense."

"Suddenly I feel that this woman is quite happy, and her man is the enemy of the whole world for her."

Han Qian walked past a few people chatting in the office area and said softly.

"Because this woman is pregnant, you can just talk about this matter. Don't express too many opinions, so as not to get into trouble. This madman is still in Binhai."

A few people chatting raised their heads and looked at Han Qian, and an old employee said softly
"Uncle, please tell us."

Han Qian smiled.

"You should be scared if you reveal too much. Let's just keep chatting after dinner. Our company can't be a keyboard warrior, do you hear me?"

"Uncle, don't worry, we are all good citizens."

Han Qian left, and the few people left behind sighed softly. At this time, a young supervisor whispered.

"Don't look at our uncle's good temper. As long as we, Mr. Wen, shed tears, the bastards in Binhai will be picked out and slapped."

"Nonsense, my uncle has such a good temper! He always talks and laughs with us every time he comes to the company, but I heard that the Yaksha Empress of Glory has an affair with my uncle. It is said that he has a child, but I have never seen him. , that Lady Yasha is really pretty, I think she’s even prettier than Mr. Wen.”

"Shhh, are you going to die? Don't you know the company has regulations? The one who can't mention glory?"

Han Qian pushed open the door of Yu Shici's office and was stunned when he raised his head. Why are there so many people?

Yu Shici pointed to the sofa at Han Qian, then stood up, picked up the teapot, poured a cup of tea, and said as she walked towards Han Qian with the cup in hand.

"You guys go ahead and notify people in various departments not to talk about anything about Yang Caihuan for the time being. People in the public relations department are preparing public relations matters to raise Yang Caihuan's image and popularity to resist negative news on the Internet."

Putting the teacup in Han Qian's hand, Yu Shici turned around, took off her glasses, wiped them, and then said.

"People from the advertising and marketing departments should start preparations today. The marketing center of Weilan Mansion at the airport will be almost completed this week. Get ready to start selling off-plan properties. Li Yang, go talk to the military families. If you can put the money If you collect it, collect it first.”

Everyone nodded and left one after another. When Li Yang went out, Han Qian said.

"Inform Changxiang executives to attend Yang Caihuan's funeral in a few days. I'm worried that Feng Lun's revenge will involve you."

The executives nodded. After everyone left, Li Yang stood at the door and whispered.

"Uncle, can't we arrest Feng Lun?"

Han Qian shook his head.

"If you can't catch him, he has left a hundred escape routes for himself. Be careful. You should be on Feng Lun's list. If you see Feng Lun, don't call the police or resist. Talk to him more and don't follow his instructions. Just follow the rhythm and it’ll be fine!”

"Okay uncle, I'm going to do something."

Han Qian nodded.

After Li Yang left, Yu Shici sighed. Han Qian raised his head and looked at Yu Shici, looked up and down, frowned at Yu Shici's slender legs wrapped in trousers.

"Have you discussed it with Yeats? Are you going to start losing weight because you can't meet the conditions for safe childbirth during the physical examination?"

Yu Shici smiled and nodded.

"My mother has been urging me hard recently, and my parents are also urging me. The eldest daughter of our family is not interested in working, and I am going to be pregnant. Lin Zongheng really has the final say in this company. Can Feng Lun really not catch me?"

Han Qian smiled bitterly.

"Jiawei is with him. I'm not the kind of person who sacrifices his family for everyone. Shisi, you weigh 1.6 pounds now? You are [-] meters tall. You can't be so thin. Your breasts look smaller."

Yu Shici bent down and said seriously.

"Do you want to touch it?"

Han Qian stretched out his hand, and the office door clicked open.

"Mr. Han, Feng... what are you two doing?"

Han Qian and Yu Shici turned to look at Yeats who was standing at the door, Han Qian said awkwardly.

"I asked Shishi to show me a thorn in my hand."

As soon as he finished speaking, his palms felt soft, and Yu Shici looked at Yeats.

"Are you in trouble?"

Yeats glared at Yu Shici.

"shameless!"

"It's shameless. I'm not as noble as you, and I secretly like small handcuffs."

Knowing that they would quarrel when they met, Han Qian decisively chose to remain silent, while Yeats rolled his eyes at Yu Shici.

"Blind Yu, please stop yelling. I will handcuff you sooner or later. Mr. Han, look at this. The news was released half an hour ago. Someone announced the list of disciplinary offenders in Fengtian, as well as their detailed disciplinary details. Luo Shande's Old things have also been exposed.”

(End of this chapter)