After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

This was definitely not Lin Zongheng's sudden idea. He had been wanting to ask Han Qian out for a talk a long time ago. Lin Zongheng left Yeshai Pavilion after dinner, and Han Qian was still not calm.

Standing up with slightly trembling hands, Yeats hurriedly helped Han Qian. She didn't know what was wrong with Han Qian. She thought it was a physical problem and hurriedly asked if she wanted to go to the hospital. Han Qian raised his head and looked at Yeats with confusion in his eyes. .

Yeats held Han Qian's arm and whispered.

"I didn't let you take action just now because Lin Zongheng's bodyguard is here, and you will definitely suffer if we fight."

Han Qian ignored Yeats's words and asked in a low voice.

"I can't accept it for a while. Miss Ye, please give me a glass of water."

"Go to the backyard and say it."

After arriving in the backyard, Han Qian still couldn't calm down. Luo Shen did say that he didn't like Lin Zongheng and did some things that damaged Lin Zongheng's reputation. But her body still belonged to Lin Zongheng. After sharing the same bed for so long, Luo Shen In order to help Lin Zongheng, he almost stayed in Binhai City.

Is he going to kill Luo Shen?

Han Qian thought he couldn't do such a thing, and he definitely couldn't. He didn't even want the girl around him to get hurt at all.

Are interests and money so important? Money has an upper limit. Once you have a certain amount, money becomes a number. At that time, the things you want cannot be bought by money.

This has gone beyond Han Qian's views on this matter. He has never thought of killing Lin Zongheng and Liu Shengge.

Yeats came back with warm water and said softly.

"Mr. Han, you must be scared."

Han Qian raised his head, then nodded vigorously and said confusedly.

"If the two of them get married, the Luo family and the Lin family will become one family? Why do they want to devour each other? I don't want to get involved in this. I can accept the vendetta. This kind of... I ···”

Yeats sat next to Han Qian and said softly.

"Mr. Han, why are you so kind again? Have you kept all your cruelty to yourself? I heard Liu Shengge say before that he said that he was an alien and could believe in love. I didn't understand it at first, but later I came into contact with him. After more people, I realized that love may not exist between two people who get married. Luo Shen did not want to marry Lin Zongheng. She wanted to build her own Luo family, and Lin Zongheng would not be willing to make green leaves for her. What he did Marriage is not about joining forces, but more about getting each other's family property."

Han Qian shook his head and whispered.

"I don't understand."

Yeats smiled softly at Han Qian, stretched out his arms and put his arms around Han Qian's shoulders, letting Han Qian lie on her lap, leaning forward slightly and looking down at Han Qian, and said softly.

"Mr. Han! You are so stupid. Lin Zongheng didn't want to marry Luo Shen, and Luo Shen didn't want to marry Lin Zongheng. The two of them were helpless to get together, and they calculated and schemed just for money? Kill Luo Shen, he There is no need to marry this woman. The remaining Luo Fu is useless. It is enough to deal with the old men of the Luo family, Lin Zongheng, Mr. Han, and Eunuch Liu. When the time comes, the Luo family will be defeated, and then it will be you who are in charge. Massacre, do you understand this time?"

Han Qian closed his eyes and sighed.

"Hey~ I understand what you are saying, but I don't understand why he was able to do it."

Yeats smiled softly.

"People are different. Some people think that only their own lives are valuable, while others think that their lives are worthless. Mr. Han belongs to the latter. Okay, don't worry about it anymore. The death or survival of Luo Shen has nothing to do with you."

Ye Zhi reached out and pinched Han Qian's cheek before he finished speaking, and smiled.

"Maybe he was just talking. Don't think so much. How about I call them two to come out and play with you?"

Han Qian shook his head gently, sat up and looked straight at Yeats, saying seriously.

"I can't see your face lying on your lap."

Yeats was stunned for a moment. When she came to her senses, Han Qian had already run away. Miss Ye stood there and cursed Mr. Han as a gangster. Han Qian got in the car and ran away. He didn't want to infect his negative emotions to others. , the car was parked downstairs in Ji Jing's newly bought house, Han Qian rubbed his face and tried not to think about Lin Zongheng.

He won't get involved in this matter. He doesn't care who Lin Zongheng kills, but! If he did it in front of him, he might go to save this person. Making Lin Zongheng strong was undoubtedly asking for his own death.

If nothing else goes wrong, Lin Zongheng has already met with Liu Shengge and talked about this matter. Will Liu Shengge, an eunuch who has killed people before, refuse?

Whenever Han Qian was unhappy, he would come to Ji Jing for comfort, but he didn't know if it would be effective today.

Adhering to the concept that death sooner or later will always be the same, Han Qian got out of the car, took a deep breath and walked into the community. As soon as he entered the door, he was stopped by the security guard for interrogation. He finally let him in after making sure he knew the owner of the community.

The security of the community is not very good.

With scattered memories, Han Qian climbed up the stairs to the ninth floor. He was panting and just about to knock on the door. The door was already opened. Aunt Ji was standing at the door in her pajamas with her hair loose. Her face told Han Qian that she was very unhappy. happy.

Han Qian grinned.

"How did you know I was coming?"

Aunt Ji bent down and took out her slippers, whispering that she was guessing. Han Qian walked into the living room with a smile. The house was not big, with an area of ​​eighty or ninety square meters. It was decorated in a modern black and white and gray style. It looked neat and tidy. The living room was very clean. On the sofa lies the big rabbit that Han Qian gave to Ji Jing.

Sitting on the sofa and looking at the small bench in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, Han Qian smiled. He knew how Ji Jing knew he was coming, so he smiled bitterly.

"If I don't come today, will you just sit there all day? Your house hasn't been renovated for a long time, right? Is it okay to move in?"

Ji Jing looked at Han Qian with her mouth bulging, as if she had decided not to talk to Han Qian, but in the end she couldn't hold it back and whispered back like a deflated rubber ball.

"When I bought it, it was a fully decorated room. Why are you here!"

"I'll come over here for a drink of water."

Ji Jing puffed up her cheeks again, her cute look made Han Qian feel much better, and he leaned on the sofa and smiled.

"My Aunt Ji is unhappy. How can I bear not to come see you? Are you really not going to give me water?"

"There is no water, go find nursery rhyme to drink water! Hello you two."

After finishing her words, Ji Jing stood up and let out an irritated ouch, walked to the edge of the sofa, took Han Qian's arm and pulled him out of the door.

"Ouch! Go find your nursery rhymes."

Han Qian stood up with a smile and walked towards the door. In Ji Jing's blink of an eye, this guy turned around and ran into the second bedroom. He held his chin and looked at the decoration of the second bedroom. This floor bed was only about 20 centimeters long. A step ladder, about ten centimeters, and black and white bedding.

On the left side of the bed is a thin bookshelf. Basic history books are placed on the first floor. In a nearby grid, cigarettes are neatly placed. There are many types. An exquisite ashtray hangs under the bookshelf. Just lie on the bed and reach out to flick the cigarette ashes.

The second floor is filled with business books, stocks, etc., and the third floor is filled with game consoles and equipment.

There is a tempered glass corner desk on the side near the window. There are two computers on it, a curved desktop computer and a small white notebook. Behind the desk is a glass cabinet. The things inside It caught Han Qian's attention.

Various hand-made models, battleships, tank models, probably combat equipment used during World War II.

Han Qian stepped forward to verify whether the table was made of tempered glass. He knocked twice, and the curtains hidden in the dark on both sides of the window suddenly fell automatically. The room was dark for an instant, and the next second the floor was covered with floor coverings. The light strips were lit one by one.

The spotlight in the glass cabinet followed closely. Under the light, the figures inside became more gorgeous. The computer with a curved screen started automatically, and the sound sounded after it was turned on.

"Grand nephew, welcome home."

It was Ji Jing's voice, with unbearable joy hidden in her voice.

Han Qian was moved, slowly turned around and looked at Aunt Ji standing at the door, and said with a silly smile.

"My room? Prepared for me?"

Is there any man who wouldn't like a room like this?

Ji Jing said quietly.

"I have some great nephews."

After saying this, Han Qian stepped forward, picked up Ji Jing and kissed her pretty face hard. Then he put Ji Jing down and turned around and ran to the computer desk. He knocked on the table again. The rooms were closed one by one and the curtains were closed. be opened.

magic!

This is simply amazing for Han Qian.

At the same time, he also knew that nothing worth 70,000 to 80,000 yuan would be able to fit into this room.

but!

Aunt Ji is still unhappy.

"Have you seen enough? If you've seen enough, you can go. I'm going to sleep."

Han Qian smiled innocently.

"I can't see enough. I can't see enough in my life. It's really prepared for me. No one has ever prepared these things for me. Aunt Ji, how do you know I like this kind of bed? How do you know I like these warship figures? Ah, ah! Desktop computer, can I play games in the future?"

Excited Han Qian didn't know where to start.

Since childhood, no one has prepared surprises for Han Qian. The old man and his mother think that it is good to have enough food and clothing. Wen Nuan will not think of this, and neither will Yan Qingqing, because they don't know what Han Qian likes now. .

However, Han Qian knew that he could no longer be obsessed with this room now, because Ji Jing had already returned to the living room. Han Qian got up and walked out of the living room, came to the window, and gently hugged the person who had belonged to him a long time ago behind Ji Jing. The woman said softly.

"I know you are angry, and I also know why, but that time it was out of necessity, and I was drugged."

Ji Jing lowered her head and looked out the window and whispered.

"I know! I know you had no choice. I know you only found the nursery rhyme number at that time, but you have to know, eldest nephew, that I can give it to you at any time, not when you are drugged. It’s okay anytime.”

After finishing her words, Ji Jing turned around and held Han Qian's face, looking at her beloved man with eyes full of love, and said softly.

"I can't accept anyone touching me, but you can. I won't be disgusted or afraid. I like you and I love you. I have been your woman for a long time. What are you hesitating about? What are you struggling with? Will you understand it only after I can no longer hold on and leave? My nephew, you are a man, a man who is upright and upright. Please don’t let me go forward when there are some things, okay? Save the last trace for me. Dignity, Han Qian! My favorite man!"

Han Qian smiled and said softly.

"I know, I understand, and I love you too."

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Qian picked up Ji Jing and walked to the bedroom built for him. He closed the door with his foot and lightly knocked on the table. The room was dark, and everything that should have happened long ago has been waiting until today.

Two people who love each other deeply have no worries or worries, their eyes meet each other, and what follows is a flood of love.

Ji Jing hugged Han Qian's neck tightly and cried.

"I love you! I love you! I love you forever and ever."

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