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

Li regretted the decision he made, the decision that made him lose Qiao Yan.

He could support her for the rest of her life, ensure she had enough food and clothing, and lead a stable life.

He could also stay single for the rest of his life and just protect her silently. Whenever she needs him, he will appear.

However, he didn't know how to love someone, nor could he use sweet words to make girls happy like Ji Yanzhi did.

He had never coaxed a girl in his life, and he didn't know how to do it.

He can only love her and protect her in his own way.

A man expresses his love in a subtle way and he won't easily say those cheesy words.

He knew she would refuse, and there were some things he couldn't say.

But at this moment, Li Jingxing wanted her to love him, as she did before.

Qiao Qiao, is there still a place for me in your heart?

Li Jingxing hugged her tightly, but he felt unbalanced in his heart.

He saw his own heart clearly and understood his own feelings.

He loved the woman in front of him very deeply. But he didn't know how much Qiao Yan loved him.

He was afraid of losing her, afraid that she would leave him.

Qiao Yan was hugged tightly by him and was a little breathless.

The two of them just hugged each other quietly, no one spoke.

Time seemed to have stopped, with only the sound of Li Jingxing's heartbeat and Qiao Yan's breathing intertwined in this silent environment.

As time passed, Li Jingxing's mood gradually calmed down.

He let go of Qiao Yan, kissed her forehead gently, as if it was a precious treasure, and then said to her: "I just talked nonsense."

His voice was low and gentle, like a warm spring breeze blowing on Qiao Yan's face.

Qiao Yan looked at him expressionlessly without saying anything.

Li Jingxing looked at her with deep and profound eyes.

He knew that it would take time and a lot of effort to repair their relationship.

He didn't know if he could do it, but he was willing to try and work hard.

Because he loved her, and that was enough.

Qiao Xiaoyan is a girl who holds grudges.

Li Jingxing suddenly felt a sense of panic for no reason.

This feeling of panic reached its peak when Qiao Yan looked at Lu Tingshen.

The man's face was bright and radiant when he saw her lover, and his heart and eyes were filled with Li Jingxing. Those beautiful eyes seemed to be able to speak.

It seems that...his position in her heart is not as good as that of Lu Tingshen.

The devil-like whisper of Lu Tingshen in his ear at that time made him feel completely cold all over.

If there really was a situation where he had to choose between him and Lu Tingshen.

Who will Jojo choose?

Who will she choose?

Will you choose him?

Or Lu Tingshen?

The man held her waist tighter, his eyes filled with gloom.

hospital.

As soon as the helicopter landed near Jing City Hospital, an ambulance was immediately waiting there, and Ji Qian'an and Ji Yanzhi also came.

Lu Tingshen was rushed to the emergency room, and Qiao Yan followed behind him holding Qiao Yan.

Li Jingxing stood where he was, his narrow and long phoenix eyes fixed on the woman's slender back. He watched her walk away without following her.

From beginning to end, Qiao Yan never turned back to look at him.

The man's black clothes were stained with blood, and his noble and straight suit was also in disarray. He stood still, his thin lips tightly pursed, and his chest felt heavy and uncomfortable.

"You are injured." Ji Qianan walked over and looked at his bloody hand, frowning.

The man stood there, lowered his head and looked with his big hands open. His hands were injured because he was in a hurry to find Qiao Yan, and there were many wounds on them caused by stones.

However, Qiao Yan never noticed it once, nor did she care about the injury on his hand.

Li Jingxing lowered his head and laughed at himself: "I can't die."

Ji Yanzhi frowned and looked in the direction of Qiao Yan: "She didn't care about you?"

The man's face suddenly became darker and darker, and coldness continued to emanate from his body.

This sentence was undoubtedly another stab in the back of Li Jingxing.

Ji Qian'an frowned, holding a scarlet cigarette between his fingers. He looked up at Ji Yanzhi and said, "Alright, stop talking."

Ji Yanzhi curled his lips, put one hand in his pocket, and said solemnly: "This time, we really got ourselves into big trouble."

That kid Lu Tingshen is not an easy person to deal with. If he didn't have the means and abilities, he wouldn't be able to climb so fast just relying on Old Man Lu.

Ji Qianan sneered: "It depends on his own luck. I didn't take advantage of him."

Although he really wanted to go up and kick Lu Tingshen again.

The three men walked towards the hospital. Qiao Yan held Qiao Yan and gave him a full body check-up. Worried that there was something wrong with his body, she stayed outside Lu Tingshen's operating room door.

Li Jingxing's tall and straight figure was shrouded in shadow. The man was playing with an unlit cigarette between his fingertips, his expression gloomy.