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

Qiao Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Of course, we've been together, what have we not done?"

In the eyes of her father and Lu Tingshen's father, they were in cahoots with each other, doing all kinds of bad things. If they got together, if the family was quiet, something bad would happen.

Seeing her frank expression, Yan Yuehan couldn't help but laugh: "I didn't expect your childhood friend to be so handsome and look quite rich."

Qiao Yan curled her lips: "I am the only poor bastard."

Song Shihan timed his move and interrupted the conversation between the two: "What's the matter? Senior Yan has taken a fancy to her?"

Yan Yuehan shook her head and denied: "I can't subdue him."

“I can’t control it.”

Not surprisingly, a man like Lu Tingshen definitely has a lot of suitors, but there are very few women who can conquer him.

Such a high-quality man has very high standards and ordinary women cannot control him. Yan Yuehan likes little boys who are obedient, and she is the one who controls the initiative.

Shen Sinian pricked up his ears and looked at Qiao Yan stealthily.

After a brief conversation, we started filming. It was raining heavily outside the window and it seemed to be getting heavier.

The awning outside the venue was leaking, and Director Zhang looked very gloomy. The rain kept pouring in. If it continued like this, the river would soon flood. They were now in a shed next to the river, and they were worried about what might happen, so the play had to be put on hold.

Director Zhang began to ask everyone to pack up, his face very serious: "Take your things with you and evacuate this place as soon as possible."

Lu Tingshen held Qiao Yan and walked to Qiao Yan's side. He looked at the rain and frowned, "I don't think it will stop for a while."

"The mountain road leading out has slipped. I'm afraid we can't go today."

Qiao Yan looked at this extremely terrifying and strange rain, and a sense of panic arose in her heart for no reason.

"Don't leave yet, it's not safe," she said.

"You and Xiaobao come back with me. If it doesn't work out, I'll sleep with Xiaobao tonight and you can sleep on the sofa outside."

Qiao Yan would not let Lu Tingshen leave at this time. It was too dangerous. They were in the mountains and the road was already rugged and bumpy. If a mudslide occurred, it would be even more distressing.

Less than five minutes after a group of people packed up and left, a huge flood suddenly swept in and directly submerged their site.

Everyone was terrified and felt a sense of horror in their hearts. If they had left a little later, they would all have been washed away by the flood.

Director Zhang looked at the flooded venue with an extremely grim expression. If he delayed any longer, something serious would probably happen.

The rain was so heavy that the filming was forced to be interrupted. The group returned to their residence and prayed that the rainstorm would stop soon.

When they returned to the room, they were all soaked. Qiao Yan found one of her own shirts for Qiao Yan to change into, and used it as a little skirt for him.

She borrowed a set of Lu Tingshen's clothes from Shen Sinian. They had similar body shapes.

Qiao Yan lay in Lu Ting's arms, poking his head out to look at the rain outside the window, with a hint of sadness between his brows. He was afraid of rainy and thunderous days.

Qiao Yan played cartoons for him.

Cheng Yue walked into the room wearing a black dress and holding an umbrella. As soon as she entered the room, she saw a strange man and a child in Qiao Yan's room, and she was stunned.

"Qiao Yan, are you okay?"

"Boss Li asked me to come and see you."

Qiao Yan shook her head, then introduced Lu Tingshen to Cheng Yue. The man nodded with a polite and distant smile on his face.

He disliked all the lackeys around Li Jingxing.