After the Divorce, the Ex-Wife Became a Creditor

Chapter 404 Chapter 404 I Have No Choice but to Escape

Tong Yao was chewing on the rabbit's head heartlessly, while Han Qian felt bad all over.

He found that his persistence was useless.

He has always remembered one sentence, if he can't give this girl a future, don't harm her present. At this moment, he wanted to give nursery rhyme a future, but the monster ran away.

Han Qian squatted at the door of the hotel and looked at Baidu on his mobile phone, trying to see if anyone could experience this kind of thing in common. Then he went to get some advice, but he couldn't find any.

What a fate.

This kind of thing is less likely to happen than an atomic bomb hitting the head, right?

She is still a young girl.

Suddenly, Han Qian had an idea. He took a taxi to get the car, and then drove all the way back to the Imperial City Garden. He yelled at Zheng Jing to open the door. When he walked into Zheng Jing's home again, he found that it was much cleaner, but Han Qian couldn't care less. Duo closed the door furtively and pulled Zheng Jing all the way to the bathroom. Under Zheng Jing's confused eyes, Han Qian spoke.

"Zheng Jing, I want to ask you something."

"Master Han, please tell me."

"That's right... that's right... that's right... one of my friends was raped. Is it useful to call the police?"

"That's for sure. What I hate most are those who rape women."

"No, no, my friend is a boy..."

Zheng Jing was embarrassed and whispered.

"This... Mr. Han, our country's protection of women and children from forced or threatened sexual relations is still very general for men, and for men... that woman is ugly?"

Han Qian scratched his head, wondering.

"I...my friend said it's not ugly...well...it's the same type as nursery rhymes."

"Isn't that a big profit? If a woman has that kind of disease...it's almost like filing a case."

"Well... Miss Huanghua, and now this girl can't be found."

Zheng Jing leaned back slightly, looked at Han Qian with contempt, and whispered.

"Mr. Han, this person you are talking about is not you, is it? The person who raped you was Teacher Tong? Then Teacher Tong ran away. Do you want to report the crime and find her? Why do I feel that you came here to stimulate me? , Hey, Master Han! Hey? Hey? Hey? Are you having sex? "

Han Qian grabbed Zheng Jing's collar and shook it vigorously, roaring angrily.

"Damn you, uncle! Find someone for me! Also, if you dare to let the third person know, I will throw you into the sea and feed the conches."

Han Qian pushed Zheng Jing away and left. Just as he was about to go out, Zheng Jing chased after him, took a band-aid and handed it to Han Qian, whispering.

"Master Han, it's better to stick it on your neck."

After leaving the house, Han Qian didn't want to go back. He had never encountered such a thing before. Now he was very confused and didn't know how to deal with it, but he didn't want to drink to drown his sorrows. Han Qian went out and drove to No. 3 High School. , Li Duole ran over to pick up Han Qian, and then Han Qian actually went to Li Duole's class teacher to avoid being discovered by Ni Duan.

Not long after that, Han Qian grabbed Li Duole's back collar and kicked his ass in the office.

"Puppy love, fighting, skipping classes, contradicting the teacher, failing three subjects? Failed to pass 100 in all subjects? Li Er."

Li Er shouted, covering his butt.

"Brother-in-law! I'm not in puppy love anymore, I'm nineteen!"

Han Qian was slightly taken aback, and whispered that Nineteen was indeed not young anymore. His brother-in-law and brother-in-law left the office. Li Duole leaned into Han Qian's ear and whispered that he was no longer a virgin, and then Han Qian almost threw him downstairs.

The two squatted at the door of the school, Han Qian smoking a cigarette and looking at the sky.

Nursery Rhyme resigned.

Is this monster trying to avoid him?

The biggest moment of silence is when you want to take responsibility but no one is there.

What is this thing called?

Han Qian raised his head and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, feeling a little aggrieved. Li Duole squatted beside Han Qian and whispered.

"Brother-in-law, I will go home with you to celebrate the New Year."

"Go if your father tells you to."

"Brother-in-law, please give me a cigarette too."

"What are you smoking, little brat?"

"I'm heartbroken. She said I'm too handsome and can't give him a sense of security. My damn charm has nowhere to go."

"Hey, it's so difficult to be a man."

Isn’t that what the nursery rhyme thinks too, what kind of mess is going on in this monster’s head.

Han Qian handed Li Duole a cigarette. When the latter reached for the lighter, Han Qian threw the lighter into the manhole cover. Seeing this, Li Duole sneered, pointed to the distance and suddenly spoke.

"Teacher Tong."

Han Qian suddenly turned his head, and then the cigarette in his mouth was taken away by Li Duole, who was deceived.

Li Er grinned.

"Brother-in-law, although Teacher Tong is a bit stupid, he is pretty, not much better than my sister. Besides, a man who is a real man cannot avoid having three wives and four concubines."

He stood up and sighed.

"Hey, you can play by yourself. I'm leaving first. Whenever your father asks you to find me, you can call your sister."

Han Qian left and called Tongyao when he got in the car.

‘Hello, the user you are calling is busy, please call again later. ’

This is blacklisted.

What the hell is going on in this monster’s head?

Han Qian had no choice at all. There must be a road to the mountain. He drove to the Blue House to take a bath. The bath master pressed him on a stool and gave him a good rub. After leaving the Blue House, Han Qian didn't know where to go.

He thinks he is unclean and does not want to find warmth or anyone.

When he got home, Han Qian took off his clothes and went to bed, covered his head and started to sleep. It was useless to think about anything now, and he didn't want to think about it. He just went to sleep. When he left here and returned home, these things would come to a temporary end.

Don’t miss it, don’t miss it, don’t miss it.

Within a few minutes, Han Qian jumped out of bed, got up, ran down the second floor, and rushed into the bathroom. When he came out, he tied this towel on his head and put on rubber gloves on his hands. He took a deep breath. Start cleaning the glass, mopping the floor tiles, looking at the floor tiles with a magnifying glass, find sheets and cover the sofa and coffee table.

Wash the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen and wrap them in plastic wrap.

Han Qian is sick.

There is a serious disease in the brain.

He was ready to leave at dawn tomorrow and no longer live in this city that made him sad and hurtful.

After cleaning up the room, Han Qian went up to the second floor lonely, lay on the bed and took out his cell phone to make a call to Nuan Nuan.

"Xiao Nuan, how about we go home tomorrow morning."

Nuan Nuan was a little confused and said softly.

"I have a lot of things I haven't bought yet. Didn't I say I would go back the day after tomorrow? What's wrong?"

"I want to go home."

"What's going on? Where are you? I'm going to find you."

"Warm! I want to go home."

"Go back! Come back tomorrow morning, I will drive to pick you up."

"good."

Han Qian cried, lying on the bed with tears falling down his face. He felt that his persistence for so many years was of no use at all. Reality defeated all Han Qian's fantasies. As a man, he must shoulder the responsibility and be able to bear the responsibility. Give women a shelter and a home.

But now?

what to do? Just pretend that nothing happened?

Han Qian was very aggrieved, very, very wronged.

At this moment, the culprit who made Han Qian doubt his life was not burdened at all. He held the meat skewers in his left hand and a cup of hot milk tea in his right hand and kicked open the courtyard door of his home.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back. Little brother, I brought you some meat skewers."

It seems that the situation of Han Qian and Tong Yao is reversed.

Nursery Rhyme is like a scumbag who cheats money and sex.

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