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

The man's voice was chillingly cold: "Let it be known that whoever dares to take Qiao Yan tomorrow will be going against me, Li Jingxing."

"Even if my woman is lost, it's not the turn of other men to pick her up."

There was a hint of sarcasm on Qiao Yan's face, and deep disgust in her eyes.

What does he take her for?

Toy?

Who does Li Jingxing think he is? Why does he dominate her life?

Li Jingxing hung up the phone, leaned against the railing with a gloomy face, and felt the cold wind, trying to regain his senses.

Given the woman's level of madness, if he drove her out of Paradise on Earth, she would definitely seduce other men behind his back.

When Li Jingxing thought about Qiao Yan being seen in bed by another man, he suddenly felt a surge of anger in his heart.

Even if he doesn't want them anymore, it's not someone else's turn to get involved.

Qiao Yan listened quietly throughout the whole process. When she saw Ji Yanzhi hung up the phone, she half-leaned on the bed and stared at the man with a smile.

"Master Ji, shall we continue?"

Ji Yanzhi said expressionlessly: "I can't be hard for you anymore."

"get out."

The woman narrowed her eyes, lying on the bed with messy hair, and smiled softly with her red lips: "You are scared."

The anger in Ji Yanzhi's body that was aroused by this troublesome woman was mostly extinguished by the phone call from Li Jingxing.

"Ji Yanzhi, are you afraid of Li Jingxing?" Qiao Yan said deliberately.

Ji Yanzhi looked at Qiao Yan and sneered, "Provocation doesn't work on me."

Without this phone call, Qiao Yan would have gone to bed tonight and would have eaten her up completely.

Later, he always regretted countless times in the middle of the night, wondering why he didn't sleep with the person at that time. He should have eaten the person clean.

He was very interested in Qiao Yan as his prey, but his interest was limited to physical desire.

Qiao Yan looked at him and said innocently, "I didn't."

"Qiao Yan, your words of discord are useless to me." Ji Yanzhi sneered.

Qiao Yan looked at him with a smile: "Then do you dare to sleep with me?"

When Ji Yanzhi heard Qiao Yan's provocative words, he got off the bed with a cold face. He didn't answer or respond, and his expression looked very unhappy.

There was no need for him to fall out with Li Jingxing just because of a woman.

The man fastened the loose belt around his waist. He rubbed his hair on top of his head angrily with his large hands, walked directly into the bathroom in his slippers, and took a cold shower.

When he came out again, the ambiguity that permeated the air had completely disappeared.

Qiao Yan sat on the bed, neatly dressed, with her legs crossed, looking indifferent.

She knew that Ji Yanzhi would never touch her again, and even if she seduced him it would be useless, and he would probably have to draw a line between them.

Ji Yanzhi leaned against the wall and transferred 200,000 yuan to Qiao Yan. He looked down at Qiao Yan and said, "After we leave this door today, no one will know each other."

He stared at Qiao Yan with cold eyes: "Do you understand?"

"Don't go out and gossip."

What Ji Yanzhi fears most when sleeping with a woman is getting into unnecessary trouble.

Qiao Yan felt much better after taking the 300,000 yuan. She looked at Ji Yanzhi with a bright smile and said, "It is said that Young Master Ji is very generous. I have seen it today."

She smiled and assured him: "Don't worry, I will keep my mouth shut."

Ji Yanzhi felt annoyed when he saw her smile. This woman's smile was too fake, and he was too lazy to look at her. He said coldly, "Go away."

Qiao Yan took the money and rolled away.

The man saw the meat in his mouth fly away. His desire was not satisfied. He took out his phone and looked through WeChat. He found a beautiful woman with a sexy profile picture: "Come to the villa, I'll give you one hour."

The woman quickly replied, "Okay, Mr. Ji."