After the divorce, the ex-wife became a creditor

Taking a taxi to District 8 to pick up the car, Han Qian remained silent all the way.

After getting the car, Yan Qingqing sat in the passenger seat and opened the handbag in front of her. It was full of cosmetics. Yan Qingqing touched her makeup in the mirror and spoke first.

"Han Qian, didn't you feel someone entering your room last night? And kissed you? You would wake up if I wrote a word while you were sleeping in my office."

Han Qian, who was driving seriously, turned his head, glanced at Yan Qingqing, and whispered.

"Isn't it you? I felt dizzy yesterday and couldn't feel it."

After saying that, Yan Qingqing put down the lipstick in her hand and put her arms around Han Qian's neck and kissed him hard on the face. Han Qian shouted to stop making trouble while driving, and Yan Qingqing giggled.

"I want to kiss you and I need to be secretive? Do you think I'm like them? I like to be harsh in my heart. Your mother-in-law and I will never do such childish behavior. If you like it, you will like it. If you don't like it, I won't. I like it, why are you beating around the bush? Are you regretting it if you miss it? Like warmth? Don’t worry, she is only qualified to be your sister-in-law in this life, and at most half of her butt is yours."

Empress Yasha's thoughts have always been beyond Han Qian's expectation, Han Qian said with a bitter smile.

"Empress, what do you like about me? Can't I change it?"

"I like you or not, you can change it."

Han Qian blinked at Yan Qingqing. It didn't seem to matter whether he changed it or not. He got out of the car and told Yan Qingqing to wait in the car while Han Qian went home.

At Qian Ling's position, she is not short of money or any gifts, such as supplements and the like. The gift boxes are beautiful. It is estimated that the things Han Qian and Yan Qingqing bought are only good-looking at most, that is, just to look at them and throw them away afterwards. .

So Han Qian rejected Yan Qingqing's suggestion to go to the mall. Some of the things his mother brought with her last time were still there, nothing expensive, just some mushrooms picked in the mountains and some fried pine nuts and hazelnuts.

Yan Qingqing looked at the three plastic bags Han Qian was carrying and frowned in disgust.

"Where did you dig it out of a hole? Don't tell me that you want to give this thing to Qian Dong as a gift."

"My mother brought it from home. Wen Nuan is not at home, otherwise she won't let me take it out no matter what. My old man is very good at frying dried fruits. The mushrooms are picked in the mountains and are wild. You can take them."

Yan Qingqing stretched out two fingers to hold the plastic bag. Han Qian smiled when he saw this.

"You are disgusted. You are guarding this thing like a hamster all day long. You won't let me touch it. Just put it down and I will carry it when you get off the car."

The more Yan Qingqing thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. She put the three plastic bags on her lap and looked at Han Qian carefully.

"Han Qian, if I look like this, will your mother dislike me?"

"You are not her daughter-in-law, why do I dislike you?"

"What? Warmth?"

"Speaking of this, Wen Nuan is not stronger than you, but she knows how to consider other people's thoughts and feelings better than you. She will not deliberately please anyone. Of course, it's good that you are like this. Maybe the old man will like your personality. .”

Han Qian had absolutely no other meaning, he was just talking about Wen Nuan and Yan Qingqing's character.

Yan Qingqing squinted at Han Qian and said angrily.

"I don't like the old man! I like you!"

"Old man is what I call my dad."

"Ah! It's father-in-law!"

"Be more serious."

"Han Qian, I'll go home with you to celebrate the New Year."

"Do you think I am too slow to die? Are you in a hurry?"

"Sister is very good at giving you artificial respiration."

"piss off."

"You'll be waiting to get off the bus."

It is impossible to be bored when you are with Yan Qingqing. She will always find ways to make the atmosphere very relaxed. The car parked in the community, Han Qian scanned around and did not see the shadow of McLaren, but the business car Still there.

He went upstairs and pressed the doorbell. After a few minutes, the door was opened. Qian Ling was wearing pajamas, with disheveled hair, rubbing her eyes, yawning and mumbling.

"Why are you here so early? Han Qian, what are you holding in your hand? Didn't you say you don't need to buy groceries?"

Han Qian walked in and changed his shoes and laughed.

"Auntie, these are some wild red mushrooms that my mother brought over from my hometown a few days ago, as well as some pine nuts and hazelnuts picked from the mountains. My old man fried them himself and wanted to bring them over for you to try."

Qian Ling frowned, tilted her head and looked at Han Qian, and said in a deep voice.

"Are you sure you didn't buy it from outside to fool me? Han Qian, your credibility with me is relatively low."

Han Qian smiled bitterly and put the things on the dining table. He found the plate with dried fruits very skillfully and made another pot of tea before returning to the coffee table. Qian Ling picked up a pine seed and threw it to her mouth. Here, he pointed at the wine cabinet in the restaurant and said calmly.

"There are fever-reducing medicines there. You can find them yourself. Hmm...it tastes good. It's not like those roadside stalls Wanwan bought. Han Qian, your hometown is in the countryside?"

Just as Han Qian was about to look for medicine, Yan Qingqing had already stood up and passed over, whispering that Han Qian would put all the medicine in his mouth and not let him take it blindly. Han Qian smiled and said softly without refuting.

"My family is really in the countryside, and it's a relatively backward one. It's close to the mountains, and it relies on the mountains and the water. My parents have nothing to do with farming, so they go to the mountains to pick some mushrooms, pine seeds, and the like. The selling point is, Get me some."

After she finished speaking, Yan Qingqing had already delivered the medicine. She did not disturb Han Qian, but kept pouring water from two cups in order to make the tea cool quickly. Qian Ling nodded to Han Qian, stood up and said to wash up. , let them play by themselves first.

After the water cooled down, Qian Ling also came out. She simply brushed her teeth and washed her face. When she went out, she happened to see Han Qian raising his head and drinking medicine. But just such an action made Qian Ling notice something and frowned slightly.

"Xiao Qian, what happened to your neck?"

When asked suddenly, Han Qian almost choked to death. The water sprayed directly on the coffee table. How could he forget this matter? Yan Qingqing was so frightened that she quickly patted Han Qian's back. When Han Qian kept coughing, he still couldn't. I forgot to tug on the collar, but Qian Ling had already come closer, looking at the 'strawberry' on Han Qian's neck, and then glanced at Yan Qingqing who was next to Han Qian, with a strange look on her face.

"Qingqing was with me when you called me yesterday. Qingqing, please be more careful next time. The blood vessels in the neck are relatively weak and there are arteries. Don't do this next time..."

Yan Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and then she blushed and lowered her head in a low voice. She couldn't explain this. The more she explained, the more confused she became. Han Qian scratched his head in embarrassment, not knowing what to say.

In short, the two of them were very embarrassed, and the quarrels they often had were always their fault. Suddenly an elder knew about it, which was not allowed in Biaohan.

What's more, they are two young people who have never experienced anything.

Fortunately, Qian Ling didn't dig too deep into this matter. Han Qian breathed a sigh of relief and was sweating now. Han Qian smiled awkwardly.

"Auntie, you have seen this thing..."

While talking, Han Qian took out a lighter from his pocket and put it on the coffee table. Qian Ling couldn't help but joked when she saw the lighter.

"Hey, you took all of Gao Jishi's precious little things? It's just that this lighter is a hot potato. Let's find a chance to return it to Gao Jishi."

Han Qian tilted his head and said doubtfully.

"Did you say anything?"

Qian Ling nodded and said softly.

"It's okay if I don't return it for the time being. I don't dare to play any tricks with Gao Fuling now. But when he gave you the lighter, he was probably planning to make Liu Shengge pay more attention to you. After all, it was a birthday gift from Gao Fuling's sister. , His sister has been gone for many years, forget it, let’s not give it to him yet, give it to you, and then you give it back to him as if you are worried about something, I heard that you have been very close to Gao Fuxing recently? "

Han Qian pushed the lighter forward.

"Auntie, please keep this thing with you. I've been throwing it around so much that I might have lost it at some point. Auntie! Let's have breakfast. I'm a little hungry."

"Go to the kitchen and make it yourself. Qingqing and I will talk about women. Get out of here."

"okay!"

Han Qian stood up with a smile and walked to the kitchen. Han Qian was already familiar with Qian Ling's kitchen. He cooked some rice and stewed the mushrooms he brought. If Han Qian doesn't cook, the mushrooms can be kept here for two years.

Eating chicken stewed with mushrooms in the morning might be a bit greasy, but for Han Qian who had nothing in his stomach, it was just right.

Yan Qingqing and Qian Ling were sitting on the sofa chatting, when Qian Ling suddenly spoke.

"Han Qian, I heard that you have been very close to Gao Xingyi recently?"

"Yeah, I have some cooperation with him."

"explain!"

"I want to carve up the remaining shares in Li Dahai's hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handful of hazelnuts flew over, and Qian Ling became angry.

Um. . I saw a lot of female readers in the comment section. . . . Sisters, aunts, if you ask me to write a book written by a male channel according to a female channel, I won’t be able to write it.

Harem, harem, harem. How can I have a harem if I haven't even kissed her on the lips?