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

Li Jingxing's eyes were filled with pain and his face was extremely panicked. He stepped forward step by step, softened his voice, and gently extended his hand to her like coaxing a child: "Qiao Qiao, come here."

Li Jingxing stared at her intently, his fingers turning white from pinching, and he tried to make his voice softer: "I don't care about you anymore, really. You can do whatever you want in the future."

The man approached her tentatively: "Come here, I'll listen to you."

The woman saw the man with a pale face. She felt scared and her body began to tremble.

"Li Jingxing, why won't you let me go?" Tears flowed down her pale and weak face.

The woman's beautiful big eyes had lost their former liveliness, and were as old as an ancient well, filled with pain.

She watched the man approaching step by step, her face pale and she shook her head with a splitting headache.

Countless noisy curses and human figures exploded in her mind.

Lu Tingshen’s face was stained red with blood, as if he was dead.

There was the angry and sad expression on Lu's mother's face, and there was the look in Lu's father's eyes that seemed to want to kill her.

There is Mr. Lu’s cold and icy eyes.

There was Ji Yanzhi's face, scolding her for being frivolous and cheap, and there was Li Jingxing's heartless and cold back.

Qiao Xiaoyan had poor academic performance since childhood and was a bit naughty, but she was a good girl and not mean at all.

She is helpful and has helped many poor homeless people. She is a kind girl.

Countless figures suddenly exploded in her mind.

Mom, why is life so tiring?

Mom, I'm so tired.

"Qiao Yan!!!" Li Jingxing's whole body suddenly shook, his dark pupils suddenly shrank, his heart was extremely flustered, and his face was as pale as paper.

Almost at the same moment, the man pounced on her, their fingers brushed past each other, and the beautiful pale woman flew down like a fluttering butterfly.

There was a loud thump and Qiao Yan was suddenly awakened from her sleep. She shouted in panic, "Sister!!!"

He had a nightmare that his sister died.

He no longer has an older sister.

"Qiao Yan!"

The man's heart-wrenching cry of pain resounded in the night sky, and his tall and straight body almost stumbled downstairs like a madman.

The whole villa was awakened by the loud sound of the floor falling. Li Yi lived on the first floor. When he heard the loud sound of the floor falling, he suddenly opened his eyes and opened the window.

Seeing the bright red scene in front of him, Li Yi's pupils trembled. He looked at the woman in a white dress lying in a pool of blood in disbelief. He widened his eyes and exclaimed, "Miss Qiao?"

Fresh red blood spurted out of the corner of Qiao Yan's mouth. She opened her eyes and stared at the inky black sky with empty eyes.

There was no expression on the woman's delicate and pretty face. She looked at the sky calmly and gently. Her heart was unprecedentedly quiet and peaceful. She felt as if the stone-like strength in her body suddenly relaxed.

She felt more relaxed than ever before.

Qiao Yan felt pain all over her body, but she didn't know where it hurt. Countless things flashed past her like a kaleidoscope of events.

"Qiao Yan!"

The man looked at the woman lying in a pool of blood. The blood had stained her white dress, making it blindingly bright.

Li Jingxing stumbled towards her like a madman, with pain close to despair in the man's eyes.

The man ran over like crazy, hugged her and ran out, shaking uncontrollably and trembling violently all over.