The cold-blooded president chased his wife to the crematorium after the divorce

Lu Tingshen's cold and gloomy eyes were always fixed on the black Maybach, his knuckles were white from being pinched, and it seemed as if the blood in his chest was boiling violently.

At this moment, he even wanted to kill Li Jingxing!

He was insulting Qiao Qiao. Qiao Qiao was such a proud and arrogant person, but she was forced to do such a thing by that bitch Li Jingxing.

But he couldn't go over at this time.

Qiao Qiao wouldn't want to see him at this time.

The man's eyes were filled with scarlet, his eye circles were red and dark, and his fingers were clenched into fists.

Lu Tingshen stared at the tightly closed car window and the violently shaking car body. Through the window he saw the blurry, swaying and overlapping figures inside the car.

The man stared at the scene intently, his lips tightly pursed, the corners of his eyes were a ferocious blood red, his blood was surging, his teeth were clenched, and the fishy and sweet taste of blood instantly gushed out from the inner walls of his mouth.

Lu Tingshen has never wanted to kill someone so much in his life!

The man staggered, his face pale as he slowly walked back into the car, holding on to the body of the car. After looking for a long time, he finally drove away.

There has never been a moment when Lu Tingshen felt that he was incompetent.

What ability does Li Jingxing have? He is just older than him and has the advantage of age.

If he is given another two years, he will make Ji Qian'an leave as well and fall from that high place.

in the car.

Li Jingxing's hands were tied, and he stared at Qiao Yan with heavy breathing, his voice hoarse: "Hurry up."

He was a little impatient, his blood boiling with the urge to counterattack, but he was also looking forward to what this woman would do next.

The woman sat on the man's lap with a charming smile. Afraid that he would break free, she tied him up tightly and took off his tie.

"Okay." She was holding his tie in her hand, looking cool and domineering, with a bright smile and looking down at the man in a condescending manner.

The woman waved her hand slightly, and the tie was hit on the man's white abdominal muscles with a "snap".

"Ugh" the man groaned in pain, his thin waist slightly bent.

"Qiao Yan!" He stared at her with his red eyes, his voice hoarse and restrained, his face full of anger and shame.

The man stared at her in anger, his eyes full of savagery and aggression.

"Qiao Yan!"

He stared at her straight in the eyes and commanded in a strong tone: "Let me go!"

The look seemed to devour her, so deep and burning, like a blazing fire that made Qiao Yan stunned for a moment.

That wasn't a look of anger or indignation; that was the look a man gives a woman as if he wanted to eat her up.

Qiao Yan's whole body froze, and she cursed all of Li Jingxing's ancestors in her heart!!!

What a pervert!

Qiao Yan didn't plan to play with him anymore, so she laid her cards on the table.

The woman had one foot on the chair, looking arrogant and domineering, with a strong sense of irony on her exquisite, beautiful and cold face.

"You said to release it, so you can release it?"

"Wouldn't that make me lose face?"

She put one foot on the chair domineeringly, looked down at him, lifted the man's chin, and sneered: "Li Jingxing, you really wishful thinking!"

The man's dark and deep eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her intently: "Are you kidding me?"

Her face turned red, and she looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong with me playing tricks on you!!"

The woman looked at him with disdain, and said, "You are so shameless."

Qiao Yan looked at him inexplicably: "Still on the main road."

She scolded him: "Li Jingxing, you pervert, this is no different from peeing and pooping on the ground."

It's fine that he is a pervert himself, but he also wants to drag her, a good young person in society, to become a pervert as well!

She really discovered recently that Li Jingxing was becoming more and more perverted.

She suddenly missed the cold and arrogant man whom she had seduced to bed with no matter how hard she tried.

After Li Jingxing slept with her, damn, he really didn't treat her like a human being.

Workers have two days off a week, but she, Qiao Yan, is Li Jingxing's mistress, and is not even as good as a social animal!

She doesn't even have a weekend off!

The bastard only goes between two places: going to the company and going home to sleep with Qiao Yan.

He went to bed with her as soon as he got home and rarely communicated with her. If they did communicate, it was in bed.

The two have no common language.

The only way to communicate is to have sex.

Qiao Yan didn’t think that Li Jingxing fell in love with her. This man just liked her body and wanted to develop her.

It's not that Qiao Yan is narcissistic, her face is still very beautiful, and the people of Jing City even gave her the title of the most beautiful woman in Jing City.

Qiao Yan's face is not just beautiful, she is extremely beautiful. All powerful men want to sleep with her. They have desires, but they are simply attracted by her face.

It can't be because of who she is.

So Qiao Yan was very sure that Li Jingxing didn't like her.

It's not like this to like someone. She couldn't feel Li Jingxing's love. All she felt was a strong possessiveness and desire.

Men have to stay away from her because of her violent temper.

They like gentle, kind and considerate women, preferably pitiful little white flowers who make men want to protect them.

As soon as Qiao Yan said this, Li Jingxing's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and a chill ran down his body, sending out cold sneers.

The man stared at her with gnashing teeth, his eyes sinister: "Do you want to die?"

"Don't forget whose food you are eating and using now!"

Qiao Yan sneered: "That doesn't stop you from being a pervert."

A hint of sarcasm appeared on her face: "You used to be very good at pretending."

"He is pure and has few desires, just like a monk."

"I thought you had sexual dysfunction and became a eunuch."

Li Jingxing's face became more and more ugly, and veins popped out on his forehead. He took a deep breath and smiled gently: "Let me go, and talk it over."

Qiao Yan stared at him as if he were a fool: "Do you think I'm stupid?"

If she lets him go, she, Qiao Yan, will be killed by him on the spot today.

This turtle bastard is a pervert.

Why didn't she realize this bastard was of this character before?

"I promise I won't hit you."

Qiao Yan took a step back and looked at him: "Oh, you know what? You look like a domestic violence man now."

When Li Jingxing saw that she refused, his face immediately turned gloomy, and his expression changed as fast as the weather.

This man is really good at pretending. When he was in high school, he pretended to be an innocent boy to seduce her. He looked ignorant and could fight ten people at once.

University is as aloof as a god, with few desires.

The man stared at her with a sinister look in his eyes: "Qiao Yan, the consequences of offending me are very serious."

Qiao Yan's hands trembled slightly when he stared at her like that. She raised her chin high, put her hand on the door handle and prepared to get out of the car.

The woman smiled slyly: "I wish you a nice night, Mr. Li."

There was a wicked smile on her lips, like a little fox that had stolen some fish: "I hope someone with good intentions finds you, otherwise, you'll be on the news tomorrow."