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

It was drizzling and she had forgotten to take an umbrella. Seeing that the rain was getting heavier, she ran with her schoolbag on her head and bumped into two people head-on.

Qiao Yan's hair was wet. She was holding her schoolbag and looking at the two people standing there in a daze.

Li Jingxing was also stunned when he saw her. He raised his eyes and glanced at her. The little girl was wet all over and looked a little embarrassed.

The girl stared at Li Jingxing, then at Ji Tang. She hugged the book tightly and tried to run away, but someone behind her called out, "Qiao Yan."

Qiao Yan?

Ji Tang raised her eyes and looked over. She heard some wind and rain and knew that someone named Qiao Yan was chasing Li Jingxing.

The first time Ji Tang saw Qiao Yan, he felt a strong sense of crisis in his heart.

She thought she was beautiful and had a good family background, so many girls pursued Li Jingxing, but he never took those people seriously.

Li Jingxing handed the umbrella in his hand to Ji Tang, took another unopened umbrella and opened it, then stepped forward and stuffed it into Qiao Yan's arms. He said in a cold voice, "Take it."

"Next time it rains, don't just rush into the rain stupidly."

Qiao Yan held the umbrella and turned around, only to see the backs of the two people leaving. She stood there and watched for a few seconds.

Ji Tang suddenly turned around and looked at her with a neutral look, as if he didn't take her seriously.

There was no extra expression on Qiao Yan's face, and she stared at her coldly.

The look was very cold, with no warmth in it. The girl's well-behaved face was stern, and he just stared at her. He had a strong aura and looked particularly difficult to mess with, like a thorn in the side.

Ji Tang was startled, and a sense of fear inexplicably surged in his heart.

She forced herself to look away and turned her head to look at the young man beside her: "Jingxing, is that her?"

"what?"

"She likes you."

“There are a lot of people who like me.”

"She looks like she's not easy to deal with. Stay away from her. I'm afraid it'll be hard to tangle with her."

He said, "No."

"I've explained it to her clearly. She's a little naughty and just likes to play around."

Ji Tang: "Well, that's good."

The two walked out of the campus side by side, and the Ji family's car had come to pick them up.

Li Jingxing followed Ji Tang back to Ji's house. When Ji's father saw him coming back, he called him into the study.

The young man pushed the door open, closed it, and stood in front of the man’s desk: “Mr. Ji.”

Father Ji sat on a chair with a dignified look on his face. When he saw the person coming in, he didn't even raise his eyelids, nor did he ask the person to sit down. The man said in a low voice: "Tangtang is about to take the college entrance examination. Her grades are not as good as yours. You should tutor her well."

"I hope she can get an ideal score in the college entrance examination next year."

The boy lowered his eyes: "Okay."

Father Ji stared at him and said, "No one has harassed Tangtang recently, right?"

Ji Tang is pretty and studies art. There are many boys pursuing her in school, but they were all rejected by Li Jingxing.

"No."

No one dared to provoke Ji Tang again. Some of them were severely punished by Li Jingxing, and after that no one dared to confess to Ji Tang.

Father Ji smiled and nodded with satisfaction: "You must remember, without the eldest lady, you wouldn't be where you are today."

"Your responsibility is to protect her."

"If it weren't for Tangtang, you would have died a long time ago."

The boy stood straight, with thick eyelashes, and said in a clear voice: "I know."

The man waved his hand and let him retreat, feeling more and more satisfied with his adopted son.

He is obedient and has great potential. If he is trained well, he will definitely be of use to the Ji family in the future.