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

Qiao Yan, crowned the most beautiful woman in Beijing, has a somewhat spoiled personality, is cute and adorable but not annoying, and has a pretty little face.

This woman is as smart and cunning as a little fox, but also has the charm and softness of a girl. She can bend and stretch. You say she is hard, but she can soften in an instant.

Others respond to soft tactics and not hard tactics, or hard tactics and not soft tactics, but this woman uses both soft and hard tactics.

If any powerful man met her, he would love her and pity her especially.

Qiao Yan has never lacked powerful men who like her.

A beautiful woman is like a butterfly. If you let her go, she will only attract many other men.

She is like a most gorgeous rose blooming in the sky. It has a rich fragrance when you smell it, and is even more beautiful when you look at it.

The man stood beside the bed and stared at the person on the bed for a long time. His deep eyes fell on the sleeping woman, hiding complicated and confusing thoughts.

No one knows better than Li Jingxing how attractive and eye-catching this rose is when it blooms.

Once he completely let go, many men in Beijing would rush to curry favor with her.

Li Jingxing saw that she fell asleep, so he walked to the balcony and leaned on it to smoke half a cigarette. The man's dark eyes looked into the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed. The cool wind blew across his cheeks, making his cold eyes even colder and sharper.

The scarlet cigarette in the man's hand was half burned. He raised his hand to put it out and turned back to the room.

The man lifted the quilt and climbed onto the bed. He hugged the woman's waist from behind and held her tightly in his arms.

Qiao Yan frowned impatiently and shrank back a few times, trying to move away from him, but the man's strong arms held her tightly in his arms and she couldn't move at all.

Qiao Yan opened her eyes unhappily and looked at him dazedly, with some annoyance in her eyes: "Can you stop hugging me when I sleep?"

The man refused coldly: "No."

Her ears drooped, her lips pouted in dissatisfaction, she felt very sleepy and weak, and fell asleep almost the moment she closed her eyes.

Li Jingxing glanced down at her and was really impressed by how quickly she fell asleep.

On the dark and wide bed, the man's tall and straight body tightly embraced the person in his arms and pulled her closer to him.

Li Jingxing had just fallen asleep for a short while when he was awakened by the alarm clock. He raised his hand to press the alarm clock, and it was Qiao Yan's alarm clock ringing.

The man turned off the alarm clock and returned to the bed. He looked down and saw Qiao Yan lying on the bed with her arms and legs spread out, still sleeping soundly. She was sleeping very soundly and even dreamed of eating meat and scratching her mouth.

The woman closed her eyes and was completely unaffected by the alarm clock.

Li Jingxing: “…”

She set the alarm clock herself, but it ended up waking up Li Jingxing.

The man was forced to get up after not much sleep. He glanced at the time and it was only 6:10. He rubbed his swollen eyebrows, lifted the quilt, got up, washed, put on a suit and tie, and then drove to the company.

Qiao Yan slept soundly until noon.

"what--"

In her dream, Qiao Yan punched and kicked Li Jingxing, then fell to the ground.

She was lying under the bed. When she woke up, she was dazed. She rolled off the bed and her butt hurt a lot.

My waist hurts, my legs hurt, and my buttocks hurt.

She climbed onto the bed with difficulty. The man on the bed had disappeared since she had gotten up.

Qiao Yan looked at the scorching sun outside the window and quickly went to find her phone: "Why didn't my alarm go off?"

She patted her head, it was all Li Jingxing's fault that she slept so deeply.