After the Divorce, the Ex-Wife Became a Creditor

Chapter 245 Another Car Accident Scene?

Now it's no longer surprising if Wen Nuan suddenly disappears from the room in the middle of the night or if Han Qian appears, and he won't be frightened either.

Because I'm used to it, this is not something that only happens when I move to this house. It just didn't happen so frequently before.

Now, at 1:57 in the middle of the night, Wen Nuan was holding a pillow in his hands, squatting beside Han Qian's bed, resting his chin on the edge of the bed, frowning at Han Qian, and whispered pitifully.

"Han Qian, my stomach hurts."

Han Qian, who was already asleep, opened his eyes in a daze, turned over, reached out and touched his warm head, and said softly.

"The stomach or the lower abdomen."

Nuan Nuan whispered.

"Lower belly."

After hearing this, Han Qian took a deep breath and stood up. He patted the bed against Wen Nuan. Wen Nuan climbed onto the bed and lay down on the bed covered by Han Qian's warmth. Han Qian had already put on his pajamas and got out of bed. He went to the first floor to prepare for Wen Nuan. Hot water.

It is said that those who drink hot water when their aunt is in pain are straight men. Transferring money and gifts are the best treatments. This is pure nonsense. Hot water is the best way to relieve pain.

I was waiting for the water to boil in the kitchen. While I was waiting, I turned on my two mobile phones. Several unanswered text messages came in. Some of them were from the same number. They should be from the bitch Cai Qinghu, and Yan Qingqing had one. Then Within a few seconds, I received a text message. It was sent by Ji Jing at about nine o'clock, asking if Han Qian had slept.

Han Qian sent a text message back to Ji Jing.

[While boiling water for Wen Nuan, her aunt is here. 】

As soon as she put down her phone, Ji Jing's text message came back.

[Don’t just drink hot water. If you have ginger at home, make some ginger tea for her to drink. Vice President Wen has a heavy workload and a lot of pressure. Don’t be too straight. I won’t be able to send it to you at home. 】

Looking at the text message, Han Qian smiled bitterly and shook his head, typing at a snail's pace. Before Han Qian could finish typing, Ji Jing's text message was sent again.

[I fell asleep just now. When I heard the ringtone on my phone, I got up and sent you a text message. Please don’t reply if you are slow in typing. 】

After reading this text message, Han Qian dialed the phone without thinking. The call was connected instantly. Hearing Ji Jing's "hello" with a bit of joy, Han Qian couldn't help but laugh.

"Are you bullying me for my slow typing? Are you worried about sending me a text message after nine o'clock?"

Ji Jing's soft voice came, very soft and soft.

"Mr. Qian invited me to have dinner at home in the evening but I declined. I don't know if Qian Ling would be dissatisfied. If I went, I would definitely cook. Then Qingqing's side..."

Han Qian curled his lips and replied after hearing this.

"Why do you care about her? If you want to go next time, go. If you don't want to go, don't go. As long as I'm here, Qian Ling can't say anything or do anything if she's dissatisfied. If you don't like the excitement, don't go. You always put other people’s affairs first, you don’t live for others.”

"I see."

Ji Jing's voice was very sweet, and Han Qian tilted his head, holding his cell phone between his legs and cutting ginger slices, and continued.

"Recently, you should be more serious about your work. You can work slowly but try not to make mistakes. Liu Shengge is mentally ill. The matter against Sister Yang today was not successful. Maybe they will attack you tomorrow. Mr. Yan can't protect you now. Please call me if you have any problems or troubles. The last thing I am afraid of in this life is trouble."

"I see."

Han Qian talked on the phone for five or six minutes. Ji Jing listened quietly the whole time without refuting a word. Seeing that the time had passed two o'clock, Han Qian said again.

"Go to bed early. If I don't reply to text messages in the future, something will happen. Don't stay up late waiting for me."

This time Ji Jing didn't say "I know", she just said oh and hung up the phone.

Carrying a cup of ginger tea, he returned to the second floor. Nuan Nuan was holding a pillow and scrolling through his phone. Han Qian sat on the edge of the bed, reached out, grabbed the phone and threw it aside. He handed the ginger tea to Nuan Nuan and said softly.

"I left it downstairs for a while. It should be no longer hot by now. You can drink it while you drink it. It won't hurt anymore after you drink it."

Wen Nuan sat up and wrapped himself in the quilt and took the quilt. When he smelled the smell of ginger, Wen Nuan wrinkled his little nose and raised his head and asked pitifully.

"Brother Qian, I feel like I don't feel any pain anymore."

"Then just in case it hurts next time, I owe it to you to buy you some cone."

"Um...actually, I secretly ate two ice cream sticks before you went home."

Han Qian tilted his head and looked at Wen Nuan helplessly. The latter lowered his head and sipped ginger tea. When Wen Wen finished drinking the water, it was already half past two. Han Qian was too lazy to deliver the cup. He lay on the tatami and closed his eyes to rest. Nuan Nuan turned sideways and looked at Han Qian, pulled the quilt nervously, and whispered.

"Han Qian, I want to wait for the matter of the land in Dongcheng. The news has spread today that the land in Dongcheng is to be developed. Only with your consent can you be qualified to develop buildings. Now Lin Zongheng also wants to get a piece of the pie. I I don’t want your efforts to make him a wedding dress. Let him think about it first. When he has completely lost all hope, you will take action. When the time comes, you can help me. I can stabilize my position in the company and also I can attract some neutral shareholders to support me.”

"Just watch and do it. Then you can take Tu Xiao with you again. This old guy is more capable than you think. He has to go to work tomorrow, so go to sleep."

"oh!"

The chat stopped here, Wen Nuan quickly fell asleep, but Han Qian couldn't sleep. Now the temptation around him is getting bigger and bigger for him. It's not money, not power, but women.

At Han Qian's young age, he will definitely be curious about things between men and women, and he will also have strong impulses.

He has been holding back. If he wants to try, Nuan Nuan will not refuse her, Yan Qingqing will not refuse, and Ji Jing will not refuse.

But just like this, Han Qian found it difficult to complete this grand plan.

Abandoning Yan Qingqing and taking responsibility for Wen Nuan?

Han Qian felt guilty, Yan Qingqing was Bole.

Can Yan Qingqing choose to give up warmth? Han Qian couldn't bear the game either.

When did I become a lovable carrot? That shouldn't be right, nursery rhymes are beauties, Yang Lan is also a beauty, Wan Fang and Cai Qinghu are both top-notch beauties, Han Qian has no feelings for them.

How did it become like this?

My heart felt like a mess.

Just let it happen.

If things get to the point where you can't control them, don't think about resisting. Let nature take its course and the result may be better.

Getting up early to go to work, Han Qian hasn't slept since he was woken up by the warmth, and he can't fall asleep.

Han Qian went downstairs to smoke while waiting for Wen Nuan to pick up the car. As soon as he lit a cigarette out of the community, the white Maserati appeared in his sight. Today, Cai Qinghu was wearing a black OL uniform.

Black stockings, glasses, ponytail.

Luxury cars, documents, high heels.

When Han Qian saw the woman turn around and leave, Nuan Nuan also drove out. He opened the car window and looked at Han Qian doubtfully and asked.

"What's wrong? Did you forget something?"

After hearing this, Han Qian trotted across the front of the car to get in and avoid Cai Qinghu. Just as he was about to open the passenger door, this woman came over and shouted to Han Qian in a sweet voice from a distance.

"Master Han! You were left alone in the hotel last night."

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