In the end, Han Qian found Yan Qingqing in the warm office, Niangniang was wearing a pair of loose pants, a pair of legs on the back of the sofa, the trouser legs slipped off to reveal the legs that were tightly wrapped in bandages, her body was lying on the sofa, her head was hanging down, her long burgundy wavy hair fell to the ground, and her hands were also bandaged.

At this time, in Niangniang's sight, Han Qian was upside down.

Han Qian looked at Yan Qingqing, whose neck was wrapped in bandages, frowned and said softly.

"What's wrong with you? What's going on with the amount of bleeding in the office? ”

Yan Qingqing poked the screen with her bandaged little hand and said lazily.

"The eldest aunt is here, it's not a big problem."

Han Qian stepped forward and sat beside Yan Qingqing, looking at Yan Qingqing's strange posture, and didn't dare to reach out to touch her, for fear of touching her injured place, Han Qian frowned.

"What the hell are you hurt?"

"My sternum hurts, you rub it for me."

Han Qian really didn't think much about it, and just as he was about to stretch out his hand, he realized that something was not quite right, scratched his head and opened his mouth, Yan Qingqing pouted.

"It's okay, I'm not the kind of pretentious little girl, you don't have to waste time on my side, you should be busy with your go, I'm a scourge of warmth."

Nuan also raised her head and waved at Han Qian.

"It's good to be busy with you, Yan Fox is disgusting with me here, you can go and get busy."

The attitude of the two women towards Han Qian was to let him go wherever he wanted, and now this is the battlefield that belongs to the two of them, Han Qian stood up and walked two steps, then turned his head and asked.

"You weren't shot, were you?"

Yan Qingqing simply stopped talking.

Judging by her mental state, it should be skin trauma.

When he left to enjoy himself, Su Liang called.

"I heard that Niangniang was injured?"

Han Qian hummed, then lit a cigarette.

"Feng Lun, this dog thing, can't be kept, again and again, again and again."

"Well, I just arrived in glory, you go first, accompany Niangniang, I have supported you and Niangniang to the end from beginning to end, okay! I'm going to get busy. ”

After hanging up the phone, Han Qian squatted on the steps with a gloomy face.

Originally, my idea was simple and straightforward.

Looking for Chen Qiang to take revenge, the result is good now, Chen Qiang is also a tool man, the hatred is halved, Wang Ba is alive, the new hatred and old hatred are counted together, this is not enough, any cat and dog come to the shore to jump, resulting in Han's revenge has not been successful.

However, at this time, Feng Lun came over to play cheap again.

After smoking a cigarette, Han Qian stood up and opened the car door to return to Glory, and when Han Qian walked into Yan Qingqing's office, the entire office had been cleaned up, the sofa and coffee table had been replaced with new ones, and Su Liang and Gao Cheng were standing in front of the window chatting.

Seeing Han Qian walk in, the two turned their heads at the same time, and Su Liang pointed to Yan Qingqing's chair.

"It's all ready for you, the TV station and all the media in Fengtian have been contacted, if you don't give a little movement, you won't be criticized, you don't care about this, Lao Gao and I can't think about this, I have already issued a notice in your name, as long as anyone who provides any clues about Feng Lun can come to Glory to get money, and those who catch Feng Lun can come to you casually to make conditions, since Feng Lun is unreasonable to do something to us, there is no need to make it convenient for him to kill Li Shaoqi."

Gao Cheng nodded with a smile.

"I chatted with Su Liang for a while just now, Lin Zongheng's two galas are a bit of a saying, urban construction, Cheng Jin will definitely appear in the same place with Li Shaoqi, this is also a talisman for Li Shaoqi, if Li Shaoqi dies in front of Cheng Jin's eyes, Cheng Jin just didn't make a mistake, then there is also a mistake."

Su nodded and smiled.

"So this time I mean not to let Feng Lun and Li Shaoqi meet, just at this time to release the news of Feng Lun's pursuit, we have to scruple about the face here, as for Li Shaoqi, whose son will he die or not? Feng Lun is so arrogant, isn't it because we didn't clean him up, and Feng Lun can't die now, he has to fish him. ”

Gao Cheng squinted and smiled.

"He's dead, who's going to carry the black pot for us?"

Han Qian closed his eyes and let out a long sigh.

"I really killed Feng Lun this time, but hearing you say this, this heart has calmed down a lot, he shot Niangniang last night."

Su Liang pouted.

"Don't say if he wants to kill his mother, it's hard to fight a chicken with his marksmanship, hey? Gao fulfills your sigh and is a little disappointed? ”

Gao Cheng turned his head to look out the window and did not speak.

On the same day, Glory released the news.

After catching Feng Lun, seeing people when they died, and seeing corpses when they lived, the men in District 8 began to investigate door to door.

The rumor that Han Qian was going to kill Feng Lun soon spread in Binhai, and the sudden appearance of Han Qian's actions made Lin Zongheng and Chen Qiang a little confused, how could Han Qian and Feng Lun suddenly break up?

Lin Zongheng and Chen Qiang didn't care about the matter between Han Qian and Feng Lun, but Li Shaoqi was a little flustered, could it be that this was a pit dug for him by the two?

Han Qian, who didn't have much to worry about, went home early and told Nuan to bring his mother home in the evening.

Warmth sternly refused this, and sent a bunch of angry little expressions.

After an interval of two minutes, a few words of warmth were sent.

[Don't cook what she likes to eat!] 】

Han Qian, who was lying on the sofa, thought for a few seconds and replied.

[The refrigerator is empty, and you want to buy groceries. 】

Wen Wen looked at the text message, then raised her head to look at Yan Qingqing, and she had already begun to think about what to cook for the evening.

At this time, Han Qian was lying on the sofa and called Ji Jing.

"Aunt Ji, let me ask you something, what is the situation with the belly of the nursery rhyme."

Ji Jing, who also just arrived home from work, tilted her head and put her mobile phone on her phone, and whispered in confusion.

"Belly? What happened to her belly? Oh, you said about pregnancy? The doctor told her that she was weak and asked her to exercise more, but she was too lazy to move, and then she went over and told you that she couldn't get pregnant, and tried to cheat you out of money. ”

No stuttering, no hesitation.

Aunt Ji definitely didn't lie, Han Qian's right hand turned from a claw into a fist, and finally squeezed seven and asked.

"You mean to say..."

"What I mean is obvious, the eldest nephew won't believe it, right? When the nursery rhyme was said to a few of us, only Cai Qinghu believed it, and the others were skeptical, oh! Our mother also nagged, saying that Tong Tong, this child, is running the train with his mouth full. ”

Han Qian took a deep breath.

"I really don't have any way to take nursery rhymes, do you want to come to the house at night? Niangniang came over at night, but the warm personality you know, she doesn't let Niangniang eat, Aunt Ji, can you bring a little ingredients over, I miss you a little. ”

Ji Jing turned around and put on her shoes and muttered quietly.

"Let me run errands, why do you say it so well~ It's weird and happy."

Han Qian smiled.

At six o'clock in the evening, Nuan first came back with Yan Qingqing, carrying a piece of white tofu in her hand, although Yan Qingqing was injured, Nuan still resented her for eating her own snacks.

"Brother Qian, let's eat shallots and tofu at night, I don't have much appetite lately."

Yan Qingqing, who was wearing a bandage, didn't take the words of warmth to heart at all, she didn't care what she ate, Yan Qingqing didn't seem to have any requirements for life, eating, drinking, having fun, food, clothing, housing and transportation, except for not relieving and liking to wear pants, she didn't seem to have any life requirements.

When she was warm and proud, Aunt Ji opened the door and walked in, looked at Ji Jing who walked in the door warmly, puffed out her cheeks and stared at Ji Jing, and then stepped forward step by step.

"You guys! Why! Both! The key to my house..."

A box of spicy crabs was held by Ji Jing with both hands and sent to the warm mouth.

"It's fragrant, it's spicy, it's beautiful."

The warm face is like the one who sings Peking Opera, squinting and smiling.

"Prepare a few more next time, so you don't lose it and you won't find it."

Ji Jing smiled at the warmth.

"It's so nice to be warm."

The warmth that had begun to buckle the lid of the box nodded earnestly.

"Yes! I'm super beautiful, isn't it? ”

(End of chapter)