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

He is so handsome, he fights hard, he can play games, and his academic performance is excellent!

She is simply not from the same world as him!

She is much smarter than the childish peers around her, so cool.

Ji Yanzhi turned back and stared at her: "What did you call him?"

Qiao Yan paused, her face flushed, her heart beating wildly: "Brother, brother."

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at her dangerously, sneering: "Sister, you call him handsome brother and call me brother!"

"What do you mean?"

"Ok?"

Qiao Xiaoyan secretly raised her eyes and glanced at Li Jingxing, her face somewhat shy, a blush quickly spreading across her ears, the roots of her ears were red as if bleeding.

She stumbled over her words: "Because he is good-looking."

After she finished speaking, she looked at Ji Yanzhi and quickly added, "But brother is also good-looking."

Hearing this, the young man looked down at her. His eyebrows and eyes were as delicate as a painting, and there was a nonchalant smile on the corners of his lips, as gentle and seductive as a spring breeze.

Ji Qi'an laughed out loud beside him, his chest shaking slightly: "Ah Jing, beauty is a disaster."

Li Jingxing was famous for his good looks. As soon as the get out of class was over, a group of girls would gather around him to secretly look at him. As soon as he entered No. 1 Middle School, a candid photo taken at the beginning of the school year was put up on the confession wall, and the news spread around the campus overnight.

The young man looked at her and couldn't help but smile. He exuded a youthful vigor and was dazzling.

Qiao Yan stared at his face blankly, her heart beating faster and faster, like a deer, and her heart was suddenly hit hard by something.

In an instant, fireworks filled the sky from her heart.

The young man's exquisite and beautiful face looked even more graceful under the light. He lowered his eyes and glanced at her. The aloofness and indifference on his face was gone, and he looked more approachable.

When Qiao Yan returned home at night, she lay on the bed with her eyes open, looking at the ceiling. The boy's face could not be shaken off her eyes. When she thought of him, her cheeks became hot and flushed, and her ears also turned red.

Her heart also began to feel uneasy.

There was an indescribable feeling that made her toss and turn and unable to fall asleep.

Qiao Yan couldn't figure out what was going on. She couldn't help blushing and her heart beating fast when facing him. Something was wrong. She didn't go to the senior high school to see Li Jingxing for a month.

She was listless when studying, completely depressed, and lay on the table like a rotten fish.

After taking the first exam of the new semester, Qiao Yan unsurprisingly scored 3 points in math, 138 in Chinese, and 59 in English, ranking last in the class.

Lu Tingshen looked at her terrible grades and sighed deeply: "Qiao Xiaoyan, you won't be able to get into university at this rate."

The girl lay on the table with a look of pain on her face: "Oh, I am in so much pain."

After school, she and Lu Tingshen went to get their bicycles to ride home. Before they turned the corner with their schoolbags on their backs, they heard a faint groaning sound, which was very ambiguous.

Qiao Yan made a gesture to Lu Tingshen. Upon hearing the sound, she walked to the wall with her schoolbag on her back, and stuck her head out to peek. Suddenly, her body froze and her eyes widened.

Ji Yanzhi was hugging a very beautiful girl. He pressed her against the wall, and they were biting each other's lips.

Qiao Yan stared blankly, her eyes falling on their lips pressed together. She was stunned for a long time, and suddenly her ears turned red, and her cheeks were hot as if she had just come out of a steamer.

Lu Tingshen walked over and patted her shoulder: "What's wrong?"