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

The man's eyes were deep, with strong emotions surging in them.

No one knew how desperate and frightened he felt when he saw Qiao Yan jump.

The fear of being on the verge of death almost enveloped it.

At that moment, he felt like he was about to die.

Li Jingxing didn't dare to ask Qiao Yan why she suddenly jumped down.

They usually seem to be quarreling with each other. Qiao Yan always has a carefree personality and always likes to make him angry.

This woman seemed to take nothing to heart and had an indifferent expression on her face.

But Li Jingxing realized at this moment that it wasn't that she didn't care about anything, but that she was powerless. It was because Qiao Yan protected herself too well and hid herself too deeply.

She kept everything in her heart and didn't say it out loud. Over time, it started to ferment like wine, and as time went by, problems arose in her heart.

It was only at this moment that Li Jingxing realized that Qiao Xiaoyan was not actually omnipotent.

She will also be afraid and she will retreat.

She built a hard shell for herself and curled up inside it like a turtle.

Li Jingxing looked at the small ball in the quilt. He felt so heartbroken, as if his heart was crushed by a pair of big hands.

The man sat on the bed, reached out and held her hand and squeezed it, and said in a low voice: "Qiao Qiao, when you get better, I will take you out to play."

Qiao Yan hid in the quilt and said nothing.

Her eyes were closed and she looked like she was asleep.

But Li Jingxing knew that she was not asleep, she just didn't want to talk to him.

There was a sudden knock on the door of the ward.

"Come in." Li Jingxing said in a cold voice.

Fu Wenxin opened the door carefully and came in, holding a food box in her hand. She glanced at the person on the bed like a cat.

The girl found that the person on the bed was asleep, so she closed the door quietly and then tiptoed to Qiao Yan's bed.

She gently placed the food box in her hand on the table next to her.

The little girl looked at Li Jingxing and said in a low voice: "My brother asked me to accompany Sister Qiao Qiao."

Ji Qian'an asked her to come.

Ever since Xu Xingluo got into trouble, Qiao Yan has had almost no female friends around him, as if he has no friends at all.

Apart from the poor people she rescued in the compound, they can probably be considered her friends.

When the Qiao family was not in trouble, Qiao Yan was surrounded by many friends and many people followed her. After the Qiao family went bankrupt, these people suddenly disappeared overnight.

Li Jingxing nodded: "It's troublesome."

Fu Wenxin smiled: "It's not a problem, I like Sister Qiao Qiao."

The little girl looks very well behaved and sensible, with clean and clear eyes that have the clarity and stupidity unique to college students, and has not been polluted by society.

She looks like that innocent girl.

Although Fu Wenxin was an orphan and had been fostered in the Ji family for so many years, she was taken care of very well by Ji Qi.

The little girl looks sunny and bright, and feels warm and dazzling like the little sun in the sky.

Li Jingxing looked at the girl in front of him, and seemed a little dazed.

Through her, the man seemed to see the little girl in his youth.

The little girl seemed to have penetrated the first half of his life and then continued to invade the second half.

Qiao Xiaoyan, she is also a very cheerful, kind and sunny little girl. She used to warm people like a little sun.

She looked particularly beautiful when she smiled, with her beautiful eyes slightly curved, and when she stared at him, those eyes seemed to sparkle and glow.

It seemed like he hadn't seen that kind of expression for a long time.

Qiao Yan hadn't looked at him that way for a long time.

Li Jingxing suddenly felt a little sad.

He didn't know what he was sad about.

It’s sad that Qiao Yan has disappeared.

It's still sad that time passed too quickly and he lost his lover in the whirlpool of fate.

She seemed to have lost the ability to love.

It really seemed like fate was playing a big joke on him.

The connection between them was too deep, so deep that now he had no choice but to use whatever means to keep her by his side, unwilling to let her go.

The man knew that as long as he let go, Qiao Yan would never come back.

"Brother Li?" Fu Wenxin looked at the man in front of her who was staring at her in a daze, then raised her hand and waved in front of him.

Li Jingxing came back to his senses, and felt more and more as if he was being pricked by a needle in his heart, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Ah."

"You take good care of her here."

"Call me if you have anything. I'm going out for a while." After saying this, the man hurriedly stood up and walked out with big strides.

The tall and straight figure almost fled in panic.

There is never any harm without comparison.

Li Jingxing saw the former Qiao Xiaoyan in Fu Wenxin, the clean, bright and sunny girl.

The girl whose heart and eyes were filled with him.

It turns out that Qiao Yan has liked him for so many years.

Time is a terrible and cruel thing. It passes by in the blink of an eye.

Li Jingxing ran out and squatted outside the hospital, smoking non-stop. Soon, a small mountain of cigarettes had accumulated under his feet. In the smoke, the man's cold and thin phoenix eyes turned terrifyingly scarlet, filled with red bloodshot.

That handsome and cold face seemed particularly indifferent and deserted.

Fu Wenxin took care of Qiao Yan in the hospital for a week. She had almost no classes in the afternoon and her morning schedule was full. As soon as the classes were over, she would skip and jump to the hospital with her things to find her sister Qiao Qiao.

The little girl is full of energy and has a sunny smile on her face, like a lively little rabbit.

Fu Wenxin is a very clean and simple girl. Qiao Yan likes her very much and feels very happy and joyful when getting along with her.

People always want to get closer to what they lack.

When Qiao Yan was with Fu Wenxin, she felt several years younger, like an 18-year-old girl.

At the age of 18, she was so close to her, yet so far away.

Qiao Yan didn't expect that an old fox like Ji Qian'an could raise such a simple little white rabbit.

After staying in the hospital for a while, Qiao Yan couldn't stand it anymore and asked Li Jingxing to be discharged.

Li Jingxing now obeys her in everything.

After asking the doctor and finding out that there was nothing serious, he took the patient home. He was afraid that Qiao Yan would get sick if she was alone at home, so he took the patient away.

Ji Qianan opened the door and saw the couple. He glanced at Qiao Yan casually and asked, "Do you know how to play mahjong?"

Qiao Yan stood outside the door in a daze and shook her head: "No."

Qiao Yan actually doesn’t know how to do it.

Ji Qi'an raised his eyebrows lightly: "Do you have any money?"

Qiao Yan nodded: "I brought it."

Qiao Yan wanted to say that she only had 500 yuan in cash in her bag: "But"

Ji Qian'an and his group definitely play cards for big money, and she doesn't have that much money to lose to them.

Ji Qi'an nodded calmly, and before she could speak, he said, "Come to the table."