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

Just as annoying.

"Bang" there was a sound of glass breaking in the president's office. The people outside listened to the noise inside and were silent as a mouse, not even daring to take a look.

A dark cloud hung over the entire company, and the employees under him began to talk among themselves.

"Who is that? They just barged into Mr. Li's office like that. They are really risking their lives!"

"It's easy to tell these people are not easy to mess with. They look like they are from a prominent background."

"Did Mr. Li offend anyone?"

The president's secretary came out of the tea room, frowned when he saw the people gathered together, and shouted coldly, "Everyone, get to work."

As soon as the voice came out, the people who had gathered together scattered like birds and beasts, running away and each staying at their own workstation.

CEO's office.

Li Jingxing sat on the chair, his face covered with a layer of clouds. He stared at the man kneeling on the ground with gloomy eyes and said in a cold and horrified voice: "Get out!"

The hostility emanating from the man was murderous, full of murderous intent.

The glass was smashed to the ground and the fragments splashed around Chen Mo. The expression on his face remained unchanged and he looked like a cold robot.

Will only ever follow the master's orders.

"Master, the master is very worried about you and hopes you can return to us."

A year ago, the master sent a message to the young master, asking him to return after he finished dealing with matters in Beijing.

However, Li Jingxing did not reply to the message.

He didn't go back for the whole year.

The gentleman's patience was gradually running out.

The one in front of me is the gentleman’s eldest son. Among all his children, he is the most like him in both appearance and temperament.

Unfortunately, the young master was not familiar with the master and acted very cold and aloof. He was very resistant to the master's closeness.

When Li Jingxing heard this, a cold light flashed in his sharp eyes: "I'll say it again, I won't go back with you."

The man's thin lips curled slightly, his dark eyes were cold and full of sarcasm: "He has so many children, one more or one less won't make much difference."

"Just consider me dead."

His mother and his father were originally a couple in love. It was not a marriage arranged by a wealthy family, nor did they meet through a blind date.

The two families were well matched, the man was talented and the woman was beautiful, they were attracted to each other and got together.

However, everything is just a pile of rotten meat left after the prosperity ends.

Now, I’m afraid even the man himself doesn’t know how many half-brothers and sisters he has.

When Li Jingxing thought of this, the irony in his eyes became stronger. Chen Mo looked at him quietly. Suddenly, his cell phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was a video call from Li Jingxing's biological father.

Chen Mo answered: "Sir, the young master will not go back with us."

The man in the video is wearing a black bathrobe, sitting in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cup of rich and fragrant tea in his hand.

The man had eyebrows and eyes similar to Li Jingxing's, and the father and son looked very similar.

However, Li Jingxing's appearance is even better, as he perfectly inherited the best genes from his parents.

The man drank a cup of tea and leaned back in his chair leisurely, with an intimidating look on his face. His sharp eyes looked through the video at the little wolf cub opposite.

The man gave the little wolf cub a scrutinizing look and said, "You have grown quite a bit taller."

"Ah Jing, it's time to come back now that you've had enough fun."

"This is your home."