Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 605

Returning upstairs with the canned yellow peach, Yang Lan waved goodbye to Ji Jing. Nuan Nuan also said that the company had more things to do, and pulled the reluctant Yan Qingqing away.

Han Qian sat beside the hospital bed and opened the can. Beloved was drooling beside him. Ji Jing looked at the Huangtou can and then glanced at Han Qian.

"There is no such canned food sold in Binhai City."

Han Qian smiled and nodded, Ji Jing handed the can to Beloved, leaned on the bedside and looked at the window, saying softly.

"Eldest nephew, I feel like something is wrong in my heart. My mother treated me like this. Now that she is dead, I still feel weird in my heart. I don't know if it's sadness or something. It's like a stone is stuck in my chest. , I can’t breathe under the pressure. Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, my mother’s death and Ji Zheng’s death were happy, and they deserved their death, but..."

Ji Jing turned her head, tears covering her entire face, sobbing lightly and choking. She raised her head, traced her slender white fingers across her face, and smiled.

"I don't blame Jiayi. My son is very good. He knows how to protect me! I don't blame anyone. I even think they deserved their death. But there is a stone in my heart. She treats me as a sad person and treats me as a sad person. I treat her as a tool, but I always regard her as my mother."

The little pet on the side mumbled while eating a can.

"I understand. A son doesn't think his mother is ugly, and a dog doesn't think his family is poor."

Han Qian stretched out his hand and rubbed his daughter's head, saying softly.

"Be good, eat the can and don't cause trouble."

Beloved groaned, lowered his head, ate the can, and muttered softly.

"This can is so sweet!"

Han Qian smiled and said nothing, while Ji Jing wiped the tears on her face.

"I know where this can comes from, so I don't want to eat it. When I was a kid, I would eat a can when I was wronged, and then I would forget all the grievances because it was sweet, because the canned food at that time was filled with sugar water and honey. , it was so sweet. I squatted in the corner and ate the can, and I forgot about the pain on my body and the grievances I suffered. I am a person without a temper. I don’t even remember that they were mean to me. I thought... Nephew, I don’t know what to say, I..."

Ji Jing cried so hard that Beloved raised his head and glanced at his mother, then at Han Qian, then stood up with the can in his arms, whispered something strange, then walked out of the ward with his head held high, sat on a chair in the corridor, and looked for The nurse sister asked for a quilt and pillow.

Beloved is very naughty, but also very well-behaved. He will find food by himself when he is hungry, and find a place to sleep by himself when he is sleepy.

Han Qian gently wiped the tears from Ji Jing's face and said softly.

"It's normal. Just like you told me, some people are annoying when they are alive, but they are really dead when they die. We will never see them again in our lives. It's a pity that you, the kind-hearted person, were not treated well."

Ji Jing choked.

"There are a lot of people, so I can't show my sadness in front of Qingqing. I'm worried that Qingqing will think I blame Jiayi, but I don't. I really don't think Jiayi did anything wrong at all. Instead, I think he did very well." Yes, the men of the Han family should make such a decision, my eldest nephew will be fine, I will just cry for a while and be fine."

Han Qian can understand Ji Jing's mood and accept her current state.

Maybe someone else would be angry and stand by the bed and yell at Ji Jing. What have they done to you? Why do you still cry and think about them? But who can stand in Ji Jing's perspective? Let’s think about these issues.

Just like what Beloved said, a dog doesn’t think the family is poor, and a son doesn’t think its mother is ugly. Ji’s mother and Ji Zheng deserve to be cut into pieces, but who has thought about how Ji Jing will face this? Her biological mother and relatives He beat her in the street and was shot and killed in front of her by her son.

Those who watch the fun are just watching the fun.

She feels happy and excited knowing what is going on inside, because the season has left the whirlpool of the family and she is safe.

But neither Han Qian nor Ji Jing were happy.

Just like Han Qian said, the kind-hearted Ji Jing was not treated well. She was always silently suffering grievances, injuries and unfairness.

"My father is alive now."

Han Qian lit a cigarette and whispered.

"I went to work as a security guard. Someone has to take care of the funeral. After a person dies, at least the superficial work must be done and have a good rest! I took my daughter to bed."

Ji Jing nodded, got into the quilt and whispered softly.

"I know you have a lot of things on your mind, but I don't know how to express them. I understand everything. I don't want to see outsiders now. Can you please not let people come to visit me?"

"As long as you're not stupid, they won't come!"

As a result, Han Qianfang opened the door and saw a guy in a red suit and a ponytail carrying two bags of fruit, shaking his head. Han Qian took a deep breath. "There are some who are not very smart!"

Seeing Han Qian, Guan Junbiao waved and shouted.

"Brother Han!"

Then trotted forward.

"Let's look at our girls! Oh, not only two people died, but my mother also died early. Look at me..."

Han Qian covered Guan Junbiao's mouth and carried the sleeping Beloved with one hand as he walked past the chair. Beloved's eyes were full of confusion as he was lifted up. Looking at the cozy nest that was getting further and further away from him, Beloved suddenly screamed. .

"Dad, I can fly... Oh, it's okay~ Just carry it."

Carrying Beloved and hugging Guan Dagou, he went all the way to the top floor of the hospital and walked into the administrative office area. Han Qian opened the door of the hospital's administrative director's office and looked at Nuan Wen and Yan Qingqing who were working. Han Qian spoke.

"Brother Guan brought you two oranges and apples."

Guan Junbiao scratched his head.

"No, I'm here to see Ji Jing!"

Yan Qingqing sat on the chair, turned her head and crossed her legs to look at Guan Junbiao, raising her eyebrows.

"Biaozi, I just told Wen Nuan that if you don't come, I'll be sorry for this Biaozi. It's Ji Jing's mother and brother who died. What do you say when you come here? Do you want to express your condolences or say that it's a good death? Orange bring me Eat it, is it sour?"

Guan Junbiao shook his head.

"sweet!"

"Wow~ Mom~ Hiss~ My uncle lied to you. I'm so upset that I'm not sleepy anymore."

Only then did Yan Qingqing see Beloved, who was being held by Han Qian with one hand and hidden behind her. At this time, Beloved was being held by Han Qian, who was holding the child in overalls. She didn't know when she picked up an orange in the bag. This will be sour that all the senses will be distorted.

Han Qian put his daughter down, and she kicked Han Qian's calf.

"What about carrying the dog? You always carry me with one hand! When I let you hold me, you always say I'm heavy!"

Han Qian shook his arm and said softly.

"A little sour!"

"mom!!"

He is really about to become the pistachio of the family. Beloved is really cute. He ran to Warm's side and took a deep breath.

"Drink~"

Then he crawled into his arms with his warm legs, climbed into his warm arms and unbuttoned his warm suit, then hugged the warm woolen fan and smacked his lips with his eyes closed.

"Daddy~ Turn off the lights and go to sleep~ I want to go to sleep~"

Yan Qingqing then took a doctor's white shirt and covered it on Beloved's body. Then Yan Qingqing looked at Han Qian.

"The poetry is gone, and the giant baby is about to start working~ I have to watch her work overtime here. There will be nothing in this world that makes me happier than this. You go back and rest? Then shoot and kill your son." Let's solve it? Tu Kun, who was watching the passers-by, had already gone over to tell them to shut up, but what about the impact? Jiayi killed someone, and he was his own mother and brother. No matter how you say it, it has an impact on this child and us. It won’t be small, it will even affect Glory, and the eunuch Liu Shengge said he doesn’t care about this matter.”

Han Qian nodded and Yan Qingqing frowned.

"Are you mute?"

"Oh!"

"roll!"

(End of this chapter)