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

When Li Jingxing returned home, he was holding a box of Song Ji's peach cakes, which was the flavor that Qiao Yan liked.

He lowered his head and smelled the faint scent of perfume on his body, and almost out of habit went straight into the bathroom to take a shower.

Qiao Yan didn't like the smell of other women's perfume on him.

In the past, when he went out to discuss business, he brought some with him, and Qiao Yan would ask him to take a shower before going to bed with her.

After Li Jingxing finished taking a shower, he took Song Ji's peach cakes and went to the second floor to find Qiao Yan.

The man stood at the door and heard the woman inside chattering like she was performing a role. She was reciting her lines in a very vivid voice and acting with herself.

Li Jingxing's previous comments on Qiao Yan were that she had big breasts and no brains, looked like a silly naive person, and was not very smart.

But he didn't expect that this silly and cute girl was admitted to Peking University for him.

Qiao Yan is beautiful, gorgeous and aggressive. She looks arrogant and domineering and is not easy to mess with. She is surrounded by a bunch of complicated social people.

In fact, it's just stupid and cute.

A fool who can be seen through at a glance, everything is written on his face.

He is a simple-minded person.

The man stood outside the door holding the box of peach cakes and listened for a while. She started memorizing her lines as soon as he left. It was already eight or nine o'clock in the evening, and she was still reading the script.

Sometimes, she always has an inexplicable obsession with some things.

For example, acting.

For example, I like Li Jingxing.

But he didn't know how much love Qiao Yan still had for him.

The man raised his hand and knocked on the door, his voice low: "Qiao Yan, open the door."

There was silence for a while, and then an angry voice came out, like a cat that was provoked and its fur stood up: "What are you doing!!"

The boss inside was very unhappy: "Didn't you see he was busy!"

Li Jingxing stood outside the door and said expressionlessly: "I bought you Song Ji's peach cakes."

Soon, the sound of footsteps was heard in the room, and the door was suddenly opened by Qiao Yan.

Her pretty little face had a silly smile on it, and her eyes were fixed on the peach cake in Li Jingxing's hand.

She held the door, raised her hand and pointed at herself, staring at his peach cake with sparkling eyes: "Give it to me?"

Li Jingxing saw her expectant and excited expression and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I bought it for the puppy. No one wants it. Do you want to eat it?"

Qiao Yan: “…”

She snatched the peach cake from the man's hand and snorted, "The dog bought it for me."

She grabbed the things and prepared to lock the man out.

Li Jingxing put one foot against the door and looked at her with narrowed eyes and displeasure: "I bought something for you."

Qiao Yan looked at him defensively, put Taosu on her back, and looked at him dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter, do you still want to take it back?"

"Once something is given away, it can be spilled!"

Li Jingxing: “…”

He really wanted to strangle her to death, this damn woman.

Li Jingxing stared at her with deep eyes and said unhappily, "Let me into the room."

Qiao Yan immediately jumped up and down, and said angrily: "Fuck you!"

She was so angry that her face turned red and her neck became thick. She stuffed the peach cake back into his arms and said angrily: "I don't want your peach cake anymore!"

"A box of peach cakes and you want me to sleep with you, are you crazy?"

Her waist is still sore now!

If she does that again, she won’t be able to get out of bed, this beast!

I really don't understand why this bastard keeps thinking about these things all day long!

Li Jingxing stared at her with a sinister look, very disgusted: "What are you thinking about?"

Qiao Yan looked disdainful: "Don't you want to use peach cake to sleep with me?"

Li Jingxing: "I sleep with you, do I need to buy you a box of peach cakes?"