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

Qiao Yan picked up a stone nearby and knocked it hard, trying to make a sound so that someone could find them.

"Help!"

"Come here!!!"

"Help! Is there anyone?"

Qiao Yan screamed heartbreakingly, with an expression of great panic and fear on her face.

Her fingers were trembling and she didn't know how to save Lu Tingshen.

Qiao Yan didn't know where to start. She wanted to reduce his pain and stop his bleeding.

But she can't do anything.

She could only watch the people who grew up with her die little by little in front of her.

The feeling of despair and helplessness enveloped her, making her so sad that her heart was spasming and trembling in pain, and every breath was extremely difficult and sad.

Why do you treat her like this?

It was obviously she who should have died.

Lu Ting was sleeping soundly on the sofa, which was next to the door. As a healthy adult man, he could run out.

If he hadn't turned back, the only ones who would have died would have been Qiao Yan and perhaps Qiao Yan as well.

"Lu Tingshen, you are not allowed to die!" Qiao Yan's eyes were red and she threatened him fiercely.

"You're going to die in the future, and someone bullies me, what should I do?"

"You said you would protect me."

Qiao Yan's voice was trembling and hoarse.

Lu Tingshen felt weak all over and his body was chilling. He felt cold one moment and hot the next, but when he heard Qiao Yan crying, the man still tried hard to open his eyes.

He was trapped in a dark space with no daylight, and was forcibly pulled back by the woman's crying and cursing.

"Well, Qiao Qiao, I promise you I won't die."

The man's voice was weak and feeble, as soft as a mosquito's whisper, but Qiao Yan caught it. She called Lu Tingshen's name while hitting the stone hard and trying to contact the outside world with her cell phone.

"Lu Tingshen, I tell you, if you dare to die, I will dig up your grave immediately!"

"I will make sure you have no peace even in the underworld!" the woman cried fiercely.

"Don't die, I won't eat any snacks from now on, I'll give them all to you."

"Just think about it, if you die, you won't be able to eat such delicious food."

"Can ghosts eat the same food as us?"

"You can only pick up rotten vegetable leaves and cold incense to eat."

"When you die, I will trample your incense sticks and make you starve every day."

Lu Tingshen didn't find her mumbling annoying. A faint smile appeared on the man's pale face.

His eyelids were heavy and he couldn't open them, so he had to keep them closed and try to cheer himself up.

The man could no longer speak, and was unable to respond to the woman's panicked and confused mumblings, but it seemed as if there was a force compelling him to stay alive.

He wants to live.

I want to accompany his family Qiao Qiao.

After he died, if Li Jingxing bullied her, no one would help her.

Ji Qian'an would bully her, and Ji Yanzhi would also bully her.

His Qiao Qiao is so lonely and helpless.

As time passed, Li Yi was digging when he suddenly heard a series of knocking sounds. He suddenly widened his eyes and shouted in the direction of Li Jingxing: "Master! I heard a sound!"

Li Jingxing shuddered all over, staggered, and ran over at full speed with a gloomy face and bloodshot eyes.

The man's voice was terribly cold: "Dig it for me! Hurry up!!!"

Li Yi quickly gathered everyone together: "Quick! Quick! Come here!"

Everyone aimed at the right spot and started digging hard. The sound became louder the deeper they went, and the more carefully they dug.