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

The long, cool corridor of the hospital was icy and quiet, the smell of disinfectant lingered at the tip of my nose, and a chill surrounded my body.

There was a chill at the man's fingertips.

His narrow and long phoenix eyes stared at the figures of the woman and the child. The light from the corridor shone on the handsome face of the man, making it look hazy and cold.

Qiao Yan held Qiao Yan in her arms and sat on a chair, staring at the door of the operating room with her red eyes from time to time.

Qiao Yan sat obediently in Qiao Yan's arms with his little head drooping. The little guy was obviously very sleepy, and his eyelids were twitching.

He lowered his little head noddingly as he lay in the woman's arms, his big round eyes like grapes staring straight at the door of the operating room.

Qiao Yan hugged him and patted the little guy's shoulder. She lowered her head and coaxed him gently: "Xiaobao, go to sleep first."

"Wait for your brother Lu to come out, I'll call you."

The little guy shook his head, yawned, and with tears in his eyes, he put his arms around Qiao Yan's neck and rubbed his little face against Qiao Yan's face obediently.

He also has to wait for Brother Lu to come out.

"Sister, will Brother Lu be okay?" Qiao Yan's face was full of worry.

Qiao Yan's eyes turned red, she nodded with tears in her eyes, and forced a smile on her face: "I will definitely do it."

Qiao Yan lay on the woman's shoulder, his little head slightly raised, looking at the tall and upright figure not far away, his little brows tightly furrowed.

"Why is he still here?" Qiao Yan was very unhappy to see Li Jingxing.

The little guy had no good feelings towards this cold, indifferent, and extremely scary bad man.

He doesn't like Li Jingxing at all.

If he wasn't so small and short, he would have hit Li Jingxing with his fists.

He was beaten so hard that he cried and screamed, and peed his pants?

Never dare to mess with his sister again.

I will definitely let him know how powerful I am.

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yan raised her eyes and looked in that direction.

There were three handsome and noble men opposite. One was sitting nonchalantly with his legs crossed and an expressionless face. One was leaning against the wall with a cold and gloomy face. One was squatting on the ground in a sloppy manner.

Ji Yanzhi raised his eyes and saw Qiao Yan looking at him. The man smiled and raised his hand to wave hello at her.

Li Jingxing opened his eyes and glanced at Ji Yanyi who was squatting on the ground. There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. The man stretched out his leg and kicked him directly!

Ji Yanzhi was nearly kicked over, but he reacted quickly and dodged to the side, turning his head angrily and staring at the expressionless Li Jingxing.

Qiao Yan couldn't laugh. She took a quick look and then looked away, her eyes fixed on the door of the operating room.

She only hoped that Lu Tingshen could be safe and healthy.

As time passed, Qiao Yan's arms felt sore as she held the little guy.

Qiao Yan was lying in her arms and yawning.

Suddenly, the little guy felt his body become light, his feet were hanging in the air, and his whole body was lifted up.

Li Jingxing walked to Qiao Yan's side without knowing when. The man stretched out his big hand and picked up the annoying kid.

Qiao Yan was lifted in the air by the man, the big and the small facing each other and looking into each other's eyes.

The little fellow seemed to recall something terrible, his face turned pale, and his sleepiness disappeared completely.

The little guy's body was hanging in the air, he was frustrated and cried: "Wuwuwu sister!"

"Help!"

Qiao Yan sat up suddenly, hugged Qiao Yan, and looked at the man with sharp and vigilant eyes: "Li Jingxing! What are you going to do!"

The woman's defensiveness and vigilance were written all over her face. Li Jingxing, who was carrying Qiao Yan, suddenly felt a little heart-attacked.

If you don’t know, you might wonder what he would do to this little kid who he could strangle to death with one hand.

The man was tall and straight, with a stern face that looked somewhat inhuman.

He looked calmly at the annoying kid in his hand, with an awkward expression, and stammered as he looked at Qiao Yan and said, "I'll help you hold it."

Qiao Yan thought he was sick, because the person he hated the most before was Qiao Yan.

When the little guy heard that he wanted to hug him, his face turned even paler. If the time and place had not allowed it, he would have screamed loudly.

"Sister, I don't want him!" Qiao Yan held Qiao Yan's arm with tears in his eyes and refused to let go. He was very resistant to men touching him.

He doesn't want a bad man to hug him! ! !

Li Jingxing lowered his head and stared at the kid dangerously. He should feel honored that he was willing to hug this annoying kid.

Li Jingxing is not someone who can be embraced by just anyone. He earns so much money every day, and every minute and every second is worth a fortune.

He doesn't have time to do these boring things. It's just a waste of his time.

Li Jingxing held Qiao Yan and snorted coldly: "Do you think I want to hug you?"

The little guy's face turned slightly red, with a mixture of anger and fear.

His eyes were full of tears, and he glared at the man with red eyes and a crying voice: "I don't care about you either!"

The little guy was about to cry, as if if Li Jingxing said one more word, he would burst into tears immediately.

Li Jingxing had never taken care of a child, let alone getting along with such an annoying brat.

He doesn't even know how to coax children.

In Mr. Li's eyes, I have been so condescending and humble myself to please you.

Little boy, don't be ungrateful.

However, Qiao Yan's shadow and fear of men were too great, and she was very resistant to him.

The man was like a devil, and it scared him.

The little girl would rather sleep on the floor than have the bad man hug her.

Qiao Yan hugged her brother and looked at Li Jingxing unhappily: "Can you please stop scaring him?"

The little girl had tears in her eyes, but she was trying hard not to cry loudly because her sister had said that crying and shouting in public was impolite.

So he tried hard not to cry, but he was already crying hard in his heart.

Li Jing moved his lips, then withdrew his hand with an embarrassed look, and said in defense: "I didn't scare him."

The man said, "I am discussing this with him."

Qiao Yan gave him a look, then returned to her original chair holding the little guy.

Seeing the man rolling over with a face full of grimaces, Ji Yanzhi asked jokingly with a gloating smile on his face, "What? Was he yelled at?"

He tugged with his elbow and poked Li Jingxing in a mean manner: "Hey, you have come to this day too."

Ji Yanzhi gloats over other people's misfortunes, he is complacent, he is mean and he is rampant.

He is fearless!

Li Jingxing's eyes were as cold as ice, like a sharp dagger stabbing into this despicable man.

If looks could kill, Ji Yanzhi would have died a thousand times by now!

It's already cold as hell, no trace of its body has been left!

If it were anyone else, who would dare to tease President Li like this?

But he has such a mean friend who can't keep his mouth shut.

"Get lost!" Li Jingxing glared at him unhappily.