Chapter 832 Yang Er, Yang Meier

Lying on the bed without wanting to get up, Ji Jing put some clothes on Han Qian and said angrily.

"Next time you do this, I won't accompany you!"

Han Qian opened his arms and hugged Ji Jing, lying on the bed and sighed.

"As expected! All heroes are defeated in Wenrou Township!"

"Go, get up quickly, Director Qian is waiting for you."

"I don't want to drive."

"I'll take you there, get up quickly, it's getting dark!"

Han Qian sat on the bed reluctantly. After struggling for a long time, he sighed, stood up, dressed and washed. Then he and Ji Jing went out to Qian Ling's house for dinner. Now they go to Qian Ling's house for dinner basically once a week. , go to my mother-in-law’s place.

I dare not disobey my mother's orders.

Surprisingly, I didn’t eat dumplings with apple fillings today, but beef pies. Han Qian especially liked the meat pie-like filling. After the meal, he sat on the sofa and drank tea, Han Qian said softly.

"Auntie, I got some news about Qian Huan."

Qian Ling said calmly while holding the tea cup.

"I know that Qian Huan's matter is over long ago. All that's left is that I miss my son."

"But··"

"Xiao Qian, you are you, and Qian Huan is Qian Huan. I do not regard you as Qian Huan's substitute. You must also be clear that Qian Huan has nothing to do with you. It is Qian Ling who treats you as his son. It’s Qian Wan who is the elder brother. You are not a tool for revenge, and I don’t want you to do anything to avenge Qian Huan. Do you understand what I mean?”

Han Qian frowned, put down his tea cup and said softly.

"Even though I said that, I still feel very uncomfortable. Wei Tiancheng came back and brought me some news."

Qian Ling smiled.

"You can just make up your own mind. You don't need to tell me. You have your own life and the right to choose. Tell me about this money. Why did you suddenly want to transfer it to me? It's useless for me to give it to you. After a while, I’ll give you the card, the fee for transferring money back and forth is too high.”

Han Qian smiled and scratched his head.

"I don't have much to spend money on. Now Wen Nuan doesn't dare to let me have money in my hand. She's worried that if I give the money back to her, she will have all kinds of ideas to make the money in my hand less."

Qian Ling curled her lips and said disdainfully.

"You have to tell her how much money you have? You are a celebrity now. The men in District 8 call you uncle. Wu Qingsi and Wei Jiu are friends with you. Some businessmen in Bin County are also trying to get in touch with you. , How can you do it if you don’t have money? So, I will give you less first. You don’t know how busy you will be during the Chinese New Year? How many mothers-in-law need to see you? "

When the words came out, Han Qian really wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in. Qian Ling smiled, got up and walked to the TV cabinet, took out a card and threw it to Han Qian.

"The password is written on the back. There should be about four to five million in it, which is enough for you to spend during the New Year this year. Be generous when you go out to visit relatives and other things. Don't let people think that we are petty children."

Han Qian looked at Qian Ling with the card and said helplessly.

"You won't need so much, I won't be going out during the Chinese New Year!"

After saying this, Qian Ling picked up the remote control and threw it at Han Qian, saying angrily.

"Don't go out? The girls went to your house to celebrate the New Year, and you didn't come back during the first lunar month? You're quite smart, bastard. Why don't you understand this worldly thing? Sit down!"

After being taught a lesson by Qian Ling for half an hour, Han Qian and Ji Jing left the villa.

Han Qian held Ji Jing's hand and said helplessly.

"Hey! It seems that I have to go to your house for the Chinese New Year this year. To be honest, Aunt Ji, I really don't want to see your parents."

Ji Jing smiled.

"Then don't go."

"That's no good! Why don't we go to your house when everyone else has gone? Oh, I don't want to anymore, go home and play games."

"You're not going home tonight?"

"I'm not going back. Nuan Nuan went to nursery rhyme's house to play."

"Then you are not allowed to touch me at night!"

"Let's talk again!"

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Sitting in front of the computer, Han Qian felt very depressed. He had clearly agreed to just sleep together, so why did he end up so ridiculously late at night? The night before, I said it would be fine if I could control it, but in the end I couldn't.

Members of the General Department arrived at the company one after another. Su Liang stood at the door and raised his fingers at Han Qian.

When Han Qian stood up, there was a snapping sound from his lower back. Han Qian did not dare to move on the spot. Could it be that his waist was broken? Such a waste?

Su Liang looked at Han Qian frozen in place, frowned slightly, stepped forward and just raised his hand, Han Qian said quickly.

"Don't move! I'll slap my waist!"

As soon as the words came out, Liu Jiulong appeared behind him. He pressed Han Qian's waist with one hand and his shoulder with the other. With a hard push, Han Qian stopped and Liu Jiulong laughed.

"Young and gentle, there's nothing wrong with you, look at how scared you are!"

At this time, Yao Xue held her chin in her hands and asked with a smirk on her face.

"Brother Qian'er worked very hard last night! The golden gun can't defeat the little prince?"

Han Qian turned his head and glared at Yao Xue, saying proudly.

"Little prince? Sister Xue, you are definitely looking down on me!"

Yao Xue chuckled.

"I saw you were in a sluggish state when I walked in. I guess you didn't take good care of others. Brother Qian'er, can my sister introduce you to two old Chinese medicine doctors?"

Everyone in the office laughed. Han Qian put his arm around Su Liang's shoulders and turned around to leave. Within a few seconds after leaving the house, Yang Lan grabbed their ears and dragged the two guys back to the office. One often didn't come to work, and the other's wife was pregnant. The child has been hospitalized and he has been out for more than a month, and now he has to run away as soon as he comes to work?

Sister Yang Lan is dressed a little too much today...

Sexy!

Wearing black shorts with leggings, a pair of black boots that went above the knees, and a black punk-style denim top, Han Qian held his chin and looked Yang Lan up and down. Su Liang put his arm around Han Qian's shoulders, and Han Qian said with a wicked smile. .

"Hey, Sister Yang today..."

Snapped!

Before he finished speaking, Su Liang received a slap on the back of his head and said angrily.

"What's your name, Sister Yang? Sister Yang is so handsome today. Are you in love?"

After saying this, Han Qian clapped his hands in agreement.

"What you say makes sense! Yang'er, are you dating someone?"

Yang Lan chuckled, stretched out his hand and grabbed the two people's ears and whispered through gritted teeth.

"You two bastards, how dare you come to tease me? Come over here and clean the entire eleventh floor with a mop and broom!"

Han Qian and Su Liang were pushed out of the office by Yang Lan. Su Liang hung his arms and Han Qian covered his lower back.

The two unhealthy guys stood in the corridor and showed off until Yang Lan let out a roar.

"Be serious! I'll beat you both to death!"

The two guys regretted it now. Why were they teasing Yang Lan when they had nothing to do?

Yang Lan looked at the two people who were cleaning the corridor seriously and sighed feebly. The moment he turned around, Yang Lan was so frightened that he let out a scream, covered his chest with his hands and glared at Liu Jiulong, saying angrily!

"Deputy Liu, what are you doing?"

Liu Jiulong looked at Yang Lan with an expression ashen as death, and choked softly.

"Lan Lan, are you really in love?"

Yang Lan was furious.

"Yes, I'm in love, and I'll get married tomorrow, so give up!"

boom.

The door of the office was slammed tightly. Liu Jiulong took a deep breath and walked to his seat in despair. When everyone was struggling with how to comfort him, the door of the office was opened and Yang Lan said angrily.

"Liu Jiulong, clean the corridor for me too!"

"Okay, my Lan Lan, you won't go when you get married. I'm worried..."

boom!

The office door closed again.