Ex-wife becomes creditor after divorce Season 2.

Chapter 930: Can Zhou Le survive?

At night, it was already dark when Han Qian left the company. Yan Qingqing didn't come back all afternoon, and Wen Nuan didn't call.

Sometimes Han Qian always feels that his sense of presence is not high enough. In fact, they all think that Han Qian is picked up by someone.

Walking out of the main entrance of the company, Han Qian saw Yeats standing next to the car. Just as Han Qian was about to speak, Zhou Le showed his head from behind Yeats and smiled at Han Qian.

"Hello, Mr. Han~"

Following the direction of Zhou Le's finger, Han Qian saw a car.

After walking down the steps and walking forward, he discovered that Zhou Le had been holding a gun against Yeats's lower back. Han Qian frowned and looked at Zhou Le.

"Let Yeats go first."

Zhou Le smiled and shook his head.

"Are you kidding me? Binhai's desperate Saburo, I let Yeats go, can I beat you? Yeats goes to drive, you and I go to the back! Get in the car!"

After parking the car, Han Qian and Yeats got out of the car. Zhou Le opened the door and fired twice at Han Qian with a pistol with a silencer. The bullets hit the ground. At this time, Liu Ding, who had already got out of the car, raised his gun and walked towards Zhou. Le, when passing Han Qian, Han Qian put his arm around Liu Ding's shoulder.

Han Qian nodded and whispered.

"Master!"

I really miss the days when I could chat and spank casually!
It turns out that the most ordinary life is the most extravagant dream of people!
Zhou Le then drove the 570 back to Lin Zongheng's villa. No matter what, just don't let this bastard come over and provoke Xiao Han Qian now.

"Now Lin Zongheng has a headache. He originally wanted to take this opportunity to attack you, but after you suddenly turned Guo Charming into a wanted criminal, he was in a bit of trouble. Now that Guo Charming and Li Yingjun have been sent away, Lin Zongheng My thoughts are probably still on the Huacheng Group in Beijing, and you won’t have any trouble for at least three months.”

Yeats was a little surprised. Han Qian opened the small refrigerator in the middle and took out a bottle of beer and handed it to Zhou Le. Zhou Le was too lazy to talk to Han Qian. He only had one hand, either smoking or drinking.

"Privacy film."

Zhou Le turned his head and looked at Han Qian.

While he was talking, a Mercedes-Benz appeared in front of the Lexus 570 and started to slow down. Han Qian whispered to Yeats.

Zhou Le nodded.

"I had a quarrel with my aunt, otherwise Lin Zongheng wouldn't believe me. Now what I want to tell Lin Zongheng is that I will deal with you during this period, giving you a sense of crisis, and you will cooperate a little, okay! Yours People are coming, you both get out of the car, I’ll take this car and drive it for a few days.”

The Lexus started and slowly left the square at the main entrance of the Honor Group. Zhou Le, who was sitting in the back row, put down the gun in his hand, and Han Qian handed him a cigarette.

Han Qian grabbed the unwilling Liu Ding and got into the Mercedes-Benz and left. Zhou Le stood on the road and laughed. Zhou Le burst into tears as he laughed.

"hey-hey!"

Liu Ding said angrily.

Han Qian shrugged and lit a cigarette for Zhou Le. Zhou Le leaned on the chair and looked at the roof of the car and sighed.

"Lin Zongheng wanted to kill Chen Qiang and put the blame on you, but Liu Shengge ruined it. Lin Zongheng was looking for an opportunity in the mental hospital! There was a big conflict between Lin Zongheng and Liu Shengge. I don't know the specific reason. Now Lin Zongheng is waiting for an opportunity. If he can't kill him with one strike, he won't cause trouble for you. I will inform you when I make any move."

"Do you think I have any hands to hold it? Can you light it for me?"

"You went to see your aunt?"

Han Qian was not in a hurry and just held it like this. It wasn't until Zhou Le took the beer that Han Qian took the cigarette from his mouth and threw it out the window. Zhou Le took a sip of the beer and said again.

"Stop the car!"

Zhou Le smiled. He had always wanted to protect little Han Qian, but he didn't expect that he would be able to do it now, and in this way.

Xu Hongchang drove Han Qian to the Imperial City Garden. After watching the young master and Miss Ye leave, Xu Hongchang stretched out his hand and slapped Liu Ding on the back of the head, laughing and cursing.

"Do you have better brains or the young master has better brains?"

Liu Ding pointed at his head and asked with a frown.

"Brain? Do I have that thing?"

Xu Hongchang smiled.

"Then just listen to the young master and do whatever the young master tells you to do. If the young master doesn't tell you to do something, just be honest with your wife and children. Don't make decisions or make decisions on your own. Just like the king, she did something wrong. This incident caused the young master to lose a lot of things."

Liu Ding closed his eyes and sighed.

"But I'm angry that they bullied the young master!"

Xu Hongchang smiled.

"Where are you going? You just don't have to do anything now, come here and drive, and you let me drive? You don't know how to respect the old and love the young?"

Liu Ding went to drive obediently. Yeats, who followed Han Qian walking in the community, whispered.

"Is Zhou Le one of ours?"

Han Qian smiled and shook his head.

"No, he is just my person and has nothing to do with you. If my safety is involved, he will kill you without hesitation. It is better if you try not to provoke him. There is a problem now. Miss Ye, I am a little bit Headache."

Yeats tilted his head and Han Qian sighed.

"Lin Zongheng died, and Zhou Le committed suicide! I feel uncomfortable if Lin Zongheng does not die, and I can't accept Zhou Le's death. What should I do?"

Yeats blinked at Han Qian and said softly.

"Mr. Han, I'm hungry. I want to eat shredded pig heart!"

Han Qian sighed.

"I don't know if you have any at home! Take a look and I'll do whatever I can for you!"

Walking into the house, Han Qian looked at Wen Wen lying on the sofa. Yeats took off his shoes and ran up to Wen Wen with bare feet. He took out a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into Wen Wen's mouth. He smiled and asked Wen Wen why he was so lethargic. Wen Wen pulled him back. Yeats's hands were full of grievances.

"Shuzhuzi~ My ex-husband is dead~ I'm so sad!"

Yeats turned to look at Han Qian. Wen Nuan suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Yeats's head off, saying aggrievedly.

"Shuzhuzi, I'm so sad now. I want to eat crabs~I want to eat shrimps~I want to eat conchs~My ex-husband just gave me a dream and asked me to eat more. I can't live up to his last wish!"

Yeats' face was held by Wen Nuan, and he looked at Wen Wen with a pouted mouth and said seriously.

"Don't call me Shuzhuzi! If you want to eat, just buy it~ Why are you holding back?"

Wen Nuan said aggrievedly.

"I don't dare order takeout~ There are bad people~ I'm so hungry!"

"Buy, buy, buy, I'll give you some now, what kind of ex-husband to eat, no! What kind of crab to eat?"

Wen Nuan instantly sat up and sat cross-legged on the sofa, holding her feet with both hands and nodding vigorously.

"Flying crab~"

Her eyes lit up and there were stars in her eyes.

Yeats sat beside Nuan Nuan and whispered softly with his mobile phone.

"Do you want to eat this red shrimp? This pickled one is especially delicious~"

Wen Nuan nodded vigorously, and then Han Qian spoke.

"You can't eat it raw because your stomach is not good!"

Wen Nuan hugged Yeats's arm with one hand, stared at Yeats, pointed at Han Qian and shouted.

"That villager is really annoying~"

Yeats smiled.

"Then don't eat raw pickled clams, and you can't drink white wine~ How about Arctic clams?"

Nuan Nuan nodded and Yeats said again.

"This steamed fish is not bad, huh? Do you want to eat it?"

Wen Nuan nodded vigorously.

"Eat, eat, eat~"

"The roasted silkworm chrysalis is also delicious~ Do you want to order a barbecue? Roast some large intestines, wow~"

"Okay, okay, eat, eat~"

Then Nuan Nuan turned to look at Han Qian and shouted.

"That villager, whose family do you belong to? Why are you standing in my house?"

Han Qian rolled his eyes.

"Here comes burning paper for your ex-husband!"

(End of this chapter)