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

When Ji Tang saw Li Jingxing turning around and about to leave, she suddenly panicked. When she pulled out the needle, blood splattered on the back of her hand.

"Jingxing!!!" She cried sadly with red eyes as she looked at the man's heartless back.

As soon as Li Jingxing turned around, the woman hugged him tightly from behind. Ji Tang was trembling all over. She was extremely scared: "When will you finish with Qiao Yan?"

Li Jingxing's body stiffened slightly. The man lowered his head and saw the hand around his waist. His delicate eyebrows were tightly furrowed.

"Let go." Li Jingxing's face was gloomy and a little unhappy, and he spoke with a heavier tone.

Ji Tang's body trembled slightly, her face turned pale, and she reluctantly let go of his hand. There were tears on her cheeks, and she was wearing a hospital gown. She looked pitiful, which made the man feel pity for her.

She looked at the man at a loss, and became a little hesitant: "I'm sorry, I, I..."

The woman lowered her head, her eyes red as she stood there apologizing to him: "I'm sorry."

When a man doesn't love you, no matter how much she says, it will all seem pale and powerless.

She just kept apologizing.

Li Jingxing stared at her with his dark and deep eyes: "Take good care of yourself."

Ji Tang smiled bitterly, his hair was loose, his cheeks were pale and soft: "You said you would protect me forever, does it still count?"

That was the first time Ji Tang picked up Li Jingxing. On that cold winter day, he fell on the side of the road and his body was unknown.

The boy was covered in wounds, including a gunshot wound in his chest. The white snow beneath him was stained red with blood.

The first person he saw when he woke up after being rescued was Ji Tang.

Li Jingxing raised his eyes and stared at her, saying in a low voice: "I owe you my life."

The smile on Ji Tang's face froze a little.

He looked at her and said, "As long as I live, the Ji family will be rich and prosperous forever."

The man said in a low voice: “Within my ability, don’t infringe on my interests. You can ask me for anything.”

Ji Tang stood in the ward, her whole body cold as she stared at the man's back as he left. She watched the door close and open again, and the expression on her face seemed as if she had lost the ability to smile.

The woman was wearing a blue and white striped hospital gown. The sadness on her face suddenly disappeared. She stood there expressionlessly, looking somewhat gloomy and scary.

Lu Tingshen pushed the door open wearing a black coat, with a teasing expression on his face, looking at Ji Tang with a half-smile.

Ji Tang's eyes fell coldly on Lu Tingshen: "What are you doing here?"

He put the fruit he was holding on the table and said, "I heard you were dying, so I came to see you."

Ji Tang looked at him with hatred: "Are you here to laugh at me too?"

Lu Tingshen raised his eyebrows and smiled at her: "Yes."

Ji Tang stared at him with a gloomy face, without any trace of the weakness and pitifulness he showed in front of Li Jingxing.

Lu Tingshen looked at her with pity in his eyes: "Tsk tsk tsk, you even committed suicide, but you couldn't win back that man."

The man commented: "It's quite embarrassing."

Ji Tang pointed at the door with a cold face and said, "Get lost!"

Lu Tingshen crossed his arms and looked at her sarcastically: "Are you saying that you are stupid? Or are you just being smart?"

"If Li Jingxing had fallen for your tricks, he wouldn't be here now."

Lu Tingshen looked at her coldly: "Qiao Zheng threatened him and broke one of his arms, but he didn't even say a word."

"He is a cold-hearted man who won't take any threats. Your trick won't work on him."