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

The young men were arrogant and had lofty ambitions. They wanted to break free from the shackles of their family and prove themselves, but in the end, they suffered a severe setback.

Reality always hits them hard.

Ji Qian'an looked gloomy but agreed to Ji Yanzhi's proposal.

After leaving the hospital, Ji Qian'an glanced at Qiao Yan vaguely, and then he looked at Li Jingxing sideways: "You can't go back to the Ji family, why don't you come back with me?"

Li Jingxing's face was pale and bloodless. Hearing this, he shook his head: "I still have some savings, so I can rent a house outside."

Ji Qian sighed: "Okay, if you don't have money, tell me."

"Yanzhi and I will go back first."

The two of them left in a car, and Li Jingxing and Qiao Yan were standing outside the hospital.

The little girl looked up at the sky, then lowered her head and kicked the stones, but she didn't leave.

The boy glanced at her, reached out to gather his coat, walked down the stairs and left.

The young man walked slowly and with difficulty but his body was steady. A cold wind made his neck cold, and a long shadow was cast under the street lamp.

A small figure followed him slowly, kicking pebbles from time to time, and then looking up at the back of the boy in front of him.

Qiao Yan was afraid that he would throw her away.

The lonely and desolate figure of the boy suddenly reminded Qiao Yan of: his gambling father, his sick mother, his sister who went to school, and his broken self.

The boy was indeed quite broken and looked like a poor homeless little wretch.

As they were walking, the boy stopped and suddenly turned around to look at her. Qiao Yan looked up at the sky, kicked a stone on the side of the road, and hit a passing dog, which yelled and cursed at her.

The dog bared its teeth and growled at her fiercely: "Woof woof woof!!!"

Qiao Yan bowed awkwardly with both hands, and begged with her little face: "I'm sorry, Brother Gou."

Under the moonlight and lamplight, the girl made a bitter face and put her hands together as she apologized to the dog on the roadside. The boy couldn't help but smile.

He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it near the dog, which scared the dog so much that it ran away, cursing as it ran.

Qiao Yan paused, put her hands in her pockets, raised her chin slightly and snorted arrogantly.

He stared at her, his eyes as dark as ink, and his voice was cold: "Don't follow me."

Qiao Yan widened her eyes and yelled at him: "The main road is facing the sky, each of us walks on the other side, this road, is it yours?"

"If you have the guts, buy the entire city of Beijing!"

Oh, he definitely can’t buy it. Her family is the richest in Beijing now. She, Qiao Xiaoyan, is the daughter of the richest man!

Li Jingxing stared at her, then turned and walked away in silence.

He found a hotel to stay in. When he looked back, the person behind him was gone. The little girl had followed him all the way and he didn't know where she was going.

Li Jingxing found a house to rent in Beijing. Ji Yanzhi's father took the person back. The matter was dropped halfway through the investigation, and he was told not to pursue it further. The matter ended like that.

Ji Yanzhi felt very sorry for the two of them and threatened to go on a hunger strike at home.

His father really locked him up and starved him for two weeks, and he almost died.

Ji's father was also very cruel to him. Apart from giving him some water, he only gave him half a steamed bun every day and threw it in like feeding a dog.

Try your best not to let your only biological son die.

Just make sure he's alive.

When Ji Yanzhi was released, he was completely depressed. His eyes lit up when he saw food. He howled and apologized to his father and never resisted by hunger strike again.

Winter came especially quickly. Ji Yanzhi and Ji Qian'an both invited Li Jingxing to their homes to celebrate the New Year, but he refused.