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

Ji Yanzhi is tall and handsome. He has a pair of peach blossom eyes that look affectionate at everyone he looks at. Even a light glance seems to be seducing and full of affection.

The way he looks at people is so affectionate that it makes people fall in love with him.

Nan Xue knew this playboy. He had a lot of romantic affairs, and the women he had slept with ranged from top celebrities in the entertainment industry to internet celebrities of all sizes.

He can be described as a handsome and romantic man with "outstanding performance".

Most women cannot control this kind of man. Even if they like him at the time, it is easy to make them worry about gains and losses. If he doesn't reply to their messages, they will think too much and wonder if he is in the bed with that little goblin again.

Ji Yanzhi's face showed that he was not a peaceful one. Nan Xue didn't think she could make him stop, so she was willing to give up the peach blossom forest outside and hang herself on her tree.

He is not the kind of person who will change for a woman.

Nan Xue likes handsome men, but she prefers those who are clean, dignified, calm and reserved, and the children of high-ranking officials in the system.

Especially a high-quality man like Ji Qian'an, who has never been in a relationship, makes her DNA vibrate wildly.

"There are too many women who need Mr. Ji's company, so I won't cut in line." She said with a smile, holding her bag.

Ji Yanzhi blinked his affectionate peach blossom eyes and said, "It's okay. A beautiful woman like you can cut in line."

Nan Xue was slightly stunned, a blush appeared on her cheeks, but she still looked at Ji Yanzhi and shook her head.

It is undeniable that Ji Yanzhi is very delicate and handsome. He is not handsome in a masculine way, but delicate and handsome. He is very good at teasing women, and his every move is pleasing to the eye.

However, she could not control this kind of man, and she knew she could not subdue him.

She stared at Ji Qianan who was sitting on the chair and smiled shyly: "If Brother Ji is not free today, forget it."

"I'll make an appointment with you next time I have time."

When Mother Ji heard this, she was delighted and clapped her hands: "Okay!"

She looked at Ji Qian'an excitedly and said, "An'an, hurry up and add the girl on WeChat."

Ji Qian'an had a gloomy expression. He was very troubled by his own mother's matchmaking.

Fu Wenxin stood by in silence. After a while, she raised her eyes to look at Nanxue. This girl was about the same age as her. She was dressed very luxuriously and looked very beautiful.

She exudes strong confidence and unique charm from the inside out.

Fu Wenxin looked down at the little white shoes, jeans and simple white T-shirt on her feet, then looked at Nanxue's beautiful and extremely expensive skirt and high-heeled shoes.

In comparison, she looks like a naive schoolgirl, while Nanxue is more elegant, charming and feminine.

I guess all men like this kind of sexy and elegant beautiful woman, right?

Fu Wenxin lowered her head, her heart filled with a faint melancholy and bitterness. She bit her lips tightly and began to panic.

The little girl's eyes turned red with grievance. She secretly glanced at Ji Qian, fearing that he had left with Nan Xue.

She didn't want Ji Qian to go out with this girl.

A huge sense of crisis made her panic.

"Mom, I don't want to fall in love right now." Ji Qian ignored Nan Xue's burning gaze. He raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, feeling helpless.

Mother Ji was immediately furious and slammed the table: "You are almost an old man, and you still don't want to talk!"

Ji Qi'an bit the cigarette and snorted coldly: "My fate is in my own hands."