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

When Qiao Yan woke up and found that the man was still there, she felt uncomfortable. Usually when she got up, Li Jingxing had already gone to the company.

As a result, he didn't go today.

When Qiao Yan saw the man frowning fiercely, and heard these words, she just stood there without moving at all.

Li Jingxing raised his dark eyes and stared at her, his eyes were deep and dangerous: "Ten thousand yuan, come here."

Qiao Yan glared angrily: "Who are you looking down on?"

"I'm not your subordinate, don't drink to me."

She is a very principled person. She would give ten thousand dollars to a beggar.

The man stared at her with a cold look and said indifferently, "One hundred thousand."

Qiao Yan's eyes lit up instantly.

The woman's heart immediately burst into laughter. Her expression did not change. She bit off the strawberry in her hand viciously and held her head high: "Come over if you want. Who's afraid of who?"

Integrity, what is integrity?

Is having money important?

As soon as Qiao Yan got there, the man held her in his arms and sat her on his lap. He rested his chin on her shoulder and pinched her waist: "There's a banquet tomorrow, you have to go with me."

Qiao Yan turned her head away: "I'm not going."

Li Jingxing threatened her: "Do you still want your money?"

Qiao Yan really thought he was shameless, this profiteer, she gritted her teeth and said, "This is another price!"

"You didn't say I wanted to accompany you to the dinner!"

The man curled his lips slightly and pinched the soft flesh on her waist: "Well, now I have it."

As he spoke, he was about to bend down to kiss her.

Li Jingxing's cell phone on the table suddenly vibrated. The man had some irritability in his eyes and some impatience on his handsome face, and he wanted to continue.

He thought the phone on the table would just vibrate once and be left to quiet down on its own, but it started ringing again.

Qiao Yan sat on the man's lap and pushed his chest: "Your phone."

Few people call Li Jingxing's personal cell phone, and only a few people know about it.

He lowered his head and saw the page on his phone. Ji Tang was calling. Qiao Yan also caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye. She stared at Li Jingxing again and again.

She raised her eyebrows lightly: "It seems to be very urgent, you don't want to answer it?"

Li Jingxing raised his eyes and glanced at her, his dark and deep eyes seemed to see through her.

Qiao Yan just let him stare at her with a blank expression on her face.

The man held her on his lap and answered the phone. Halfway through, Qiao Yan struggled to get off but was held firmly in his arms by his big hand.

When the call was connected, Ji Tang's mother's grief-stricken cry came from the other end: "Mr. Li, Tang Tang committed suicide by cutting her wrists."

The woman cried with a trembling voice, as if she was extremely helpless.

Li Jingxing frowned and said in a low voice: "Did you call 120?"

The woman cried in grief: "I called, the ambulance will be here soon."

"Mr. Li, please come and see her. Tangtang is in a very bad condition."

"She wanted to call you and see you all the time, but she didn't dare to come. She cut her wrists because she couldn't bear it."

Ever since the incident with Sun Xiaoxiao, Li Jingxing asked her to stay away from Sun Ruofei. Ji Tang went to the company several times but couldn't find her.

She underestimated the man's intelligence and how much he cared about Qiao Yan.

She tampered with the phone and it was muted when Qiao Yan needed him the most. Li Jingxing knew who had touched his phone.

Who has the guts to tamper with Li Jingxing's phone?

He was blaming her.

So I don’t want to see myself.