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

Ji Yanzhi curled his lips, looked at Li Jingxing with resentment, put one hand in his pocket, and left with a haughty look on his face.

In the ward.

Qiao Yan had fallen asleep, and Lu Tingshen sat beside her, watching over her and not daring her to fall asleep.

Li Jingxing pushed the door open and walked in. Lu Tingshen raised his pair of dark and narrow phoenix eyes and looked over.

The atmosphere in the ward suddenly became tense and dropped to zero.

The two men looked at each other in mid-air, each with a colder look than the other.

Li Jingxing narrowed his eyes slightly, and his gaze fell on the peeled apple. The apple was juicy and had a few small bite marks from the woman. It was placed neatly on the table and was held in the palm of Lu Tingshen's hand.

Li Jingxing's eyes suddenly became terrifying and gloomy, and the man's face became more cold and icy.

"Give it to me." The man walked over, looked down at Lu Tingshen, and stretched out his hand to him with a stern face.

Lu Tingshen raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile, his eyes unwilling to be outdone, "Mr. Li, this is mine."

He curled his lips lightly and smiled gently: "I'm afraid I can't give it to you."

Even when sitting in a wheelchair, the man still had the graceful and gentle bearing of a nobleman from an aristocratic family, dignified and elegant.

A sentence has two meanings, and others may not understand it or comprehend it.

But Li Jingxing understood the meaning contained in it.

The man slowly bent over, resting his hands on the armrests on both sides of the wheelchair, staring at him with a huge sense of oppression and power, his eyes filled with strong paranoia and possessiveness.

Li Jingxing sneered at the corner of his mouth, and said to him grimly: "Then I will tell you, I, Li Jingxing, have never failed to get what I want."

After saying that, the man didn't wait for him to speak, but reached out to grab it. His big hands grasped the back of Lu Tingshen's hands and applied a little force.

Li Jingxing's eyes were cold, and he wanted to take back the apple that Qiao Yan had bitten with force and persistence.

Whenever he thought that this was the apple that Qiao Yan had eaten and was taken back by Lu Tingshen, the man got goose bumps all over his body and felt very uncomfortable.

Lu Tingshen's eyes darkened. With his injuries, he could not compete with the strong Li Jingxing.

But this does not mean that if a man wants something, he will give it to him.

Lu Tingshen clenched the apple tightly, curled his lips and smiled coldly at him, his eyes grim.

Both men were secretly exerting force at the same time, and the apple was almost crushed. There were some collisions and frictions during the dispute, and Lu Tingshen had no intention of letting go.

Li Jingxing sneered. He lifted the man's collar with a cold look in his eyes and said sarcastically, "You are simply overestimating your own abilities!"

Lu Tingshen raised his eyes and looked at him with a smile, then suddenly loosened his hands, and he fell to the side along with the chair.

When Li Jingxing saw this annoying guy falling to the ground, he just stood there and watched coldly, without any urge or intention to help him up.

It would be better to throw him to death!

The man had an expressionless face and watched coldly. He casually threw the rotten apple that was snatched away into the trash can.

He would rather throw it into the trash can than let Lu Tingshen get away with it!

"Bang" the wheelchair fell to the ground violently, and Lu Tingshen fell to the ground with a pale face. A thin layer of sweat seeped out of his forehead and his face was bloodless.

His brows were tightly twisted in pain, and he looked extremely miserable, with a bit of stubbornness and forbearance on his face, and he was moaning softly.

Li Jingxing stared at him expressionlessly, without a trace of sympathy in his eyes.

He just felt that Lu Tingshen deserved it!

Suddenly, an angry roar came from behind the man: "Li Jingxing!!!"

Lu Tingshen fell to the ground and his wheelchair was overturned. He looked embarrassed, pitiful and helpless, like a weak and sick beauty.

When Qiao Yan opened her eyes, she saw Li Jingxing "overthrowing" Lu Tingshen, and a nameless anger suddenly rose in her heart.

Li Jingxing's whole body suddenly stiffened. When he heard the voice, he felt his scalp tingling, his mouth dry, and his heart was inexplicably panicked to the extreme.

A creepy feeling of terror swept over him.

The man suddenly stared at Lu Tingshen, who was lying on the ground and smiling provocatively at him. He was shocked, his eyes widened, and his fingers clenched into fists!

Lu Tingshen did it on purpose!

Lu Tingshen lay on the ground, with the corners of his lips slightly raised where Qiao Yan couldn't see, looking at Li Jingxing vaguely.

Li Jingxing clenched his fists again and again. He just wanted to punch Lu Tingshen to death!

Li Jingxing had never thought in his life that he would be framed by a man so schemingly!

Li Jingxing turned around and looked at Qiao Yan. He felt nervous and his palms were sweating. The man stared into her eyes and said in a low voice, word by word, "I didn't push him."

Yes, he also wanted to kill Lu Tingshen in his heart.

It would be better to just throw him to death, put an end to it all, resolve his hatred, and save him a lot of trouble.

But this was what he thought in his heart, so naturally he couldn't say it out loud, let alone do it.

Lu Tingshen could die in any way he wanted, but it couldn't have anything to do with him.

Otherwise, if Qiao Yan knew about it, she would hate him for the rest of her life.

He disdained to frame Lu Tingshen.

But he never expected that Lu Tingshen would mess with him!

Qiao Yan tried to straighten up. She gasped every time she moved. She looked at Li Jingxing with a tense face and sneered, "I only believe in my own eyes."

She would never believe a word that came out of this man's mouth again.

She believed it before, so she died a miserable death.

She would never believe Li Jingxing's words again!

"What I saw was that you pushed him and bullied him." Seeing that Li Jingxing was still trying to argue, Qiao Yan said unhappily, "Li Jingxing, can't you just stand by and see us doing well?"

"Do you have to do this?" Qiao Yan's eyes turned bloodshot as she glared at him angrily.

Lu Tingshen didn't provoke him, but he just disliked Lu Tingshen and opposed him in everything, as if they were natural enemies.

Qiao Yan really couldn't understand why Li Jingxing was so mean to everyone around her and couldn't bear to see them doing well.

Li Jingxing lowered his eyes, which were filled with scarlet bloodshot. Hearing Qiao Yan's accusation, his voice was obscure and difficult to understand: "It wasn't me who pushed it."

"Why don't you believe me?" The man felt like a big hole had suddenly appeared in his heart, making him feel very uncomfortable.

Because his explanation seemed so pale and powerless in front of Lu Tingshen's fall.

He explained, but she didn't listen.

In the past, Qiao Yan only cared about every word Li Jingxing said.

She would believe without hesitation whatever came out of his mouth.

No matter how others slandered him, she only believed what he said.

Qiao Xiaoyan would choose to believe Li Jingxing without hesitation and stand on his side.