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

He stood up with a cold face, put one hand in his pocket and walked out. When he approached the door, he saw the familiar face and was slightly stunned.

The impatience on his face disappeared, and he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Little ghost, how did you know I was here?"

The girl raised her chin proudly: "I just know it!"

She lay at the door and waved at him: "Hey, come out for a moment, I have something for you."

This feels like... it's like calling a puppy...

The young man walked out, and Qiao Yan reached out and held his hand to lead them to a less crowded place: "There are too many people here, it's not very convenient."

Li Jingxing looked down at her small hands held in his own, and twitched them tightly. He frowned slightly and asked, "Where are you going?"

Qiao Yan pulled him to a deserted corner.

She took out her schoolbag cunningly, unzipped it, took out a thick layer of red RMB and put it in the boy's hand.

"I can't repay you for saving my life, so I'll give this to you."

She stuffed herself with a large wad of RMB.

Li Jingxing looked at the RMB in his hand, his lips curled slightly, and he raised his eyebrows at her lightly: "Who gave you the money?"

It was the first time that he received money from someone, and it was quite a lot.

Qiao Yan was afraid that he would not accept it, so she raised her head and waved her hand generously, saying, "These are all my New Year's money last year."

"All for you."

After saying that, she started to walk away with her schoolbag on her back, but a pair of big hands grabbed her by the back of the neck. She turned her head to look at him: "What's wrong?"

The little girl saw his tall stature and had seen the boy's skills before. Her face turned pale and she hugged her schoolbag tightly, feeling a little uneasy. She looked up at him cautiously and said, "This is all I have."

She stared at him with wide eyes in fear: "I don't have any extra pocket money!"

Qiao Xiaoyan spends money lavishly. Her father is afraid that she will do something immoral, behave badly, not behave like a rich second-generation, and not study seriously, so he cuts her pocket money by more than half.

It would cost her life to give him all her pocket money.

She had hidden this money for a long time!

Li Jingxing found it funny and interesting to see her looking at him nervously and anxiously.

He picked up her small schoolbag, unzipped it and stuffed the money in.

The boy's eyes focused on the pink brick in her schoolbag and he paused slightly, his mouth twitching slightly.

Bring a brick to school?

Still pink...

He calmly withdrew his gaze and took out the milk from her schoolbag.

The boy waved the bottle of milk at her and said, "Reward."

After saying that, he put one hand in his pocket and turned away.

Qiao Yan kept her own private money.

For her, a money-grubbing woman, giving the money to the boy was like asking for her life.

He didn’t want it??!

Qiao Xiaoyan widened her eyes in surprise and happily jumped three times on the spot while holding her schoolbag.

The next time he saw his savior, it was Qiao Xiaoyan who had skipped classes and climbed over the wall to go out and play. She had made plans with her friends to go go-karting and play script-killing games, and had just climbed over the wall back to school.

She had just used all her strength to climb over the wall, but ended up running into another group of people who were just about to climb over the wall.

The six of them looked at each other and were all dumbfounded.

Qiao Xiaoyan stared at the boy with eyes wide open: "You good students are also skipping classes?"

Li Jingxing glanced at her nameplate: "Qiao Yan?"

The girl nodded heavily: "It's me!"

"Students over there, what are you doing!!" The security guard ran over with a stick and roared.

Ji Yanzhi cursed: "Fuck! We've been discovered!"

Qiao Yan was sitting on the wall, her mouth twitching slightly. She was about to jump down and run away, but a hand grabbed her waist and pulled her down: "Come down."

Before Qiao Yan could say no, she was sandwiched between the two men and ran away.

Her little hands struggled helplessly in the air, panicking and terrified: "Hey, hey, hey, I want to go back!"