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

She looked up at him and said, "Mr. Li, what do you want in exchange for letting us go?"

The man threw a contract in front of her: "Sign it."

Qiao Yan picked up the agreement on the ground and glanced down: "Selling body indenture?"

"Mr. Li, if you really hate me, why not kill me to vent your hatred?"

The man sat there smoking a cigarette, frowning slightly. Hearing this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Killing you, wouldn't that be a bargain for you?"

He pinched her chin and said fiercely: "Qiao Yan, do you know that things change over time?"

"When you forced me to marry you, did you ever think that you would end up like this?"

Qiao Yan pinched her palms and glared at him.

Li Jingxing chuckled and patted her face: "I have many ways to make you fall in love with me."

Li Jingxing threw another document at her, his voice as grim as a ghost: "According to Article 382 of the Criminal Law of the People's Republic of China: If the amount of embezzlement is extremely huge or there are other extremely serious circumstances, the sentence shall be ten years or more in prison or life imprisonment."

The thing in Qiao Yan's hand would cause her father to spend the rest of his life in jail.

He was laughing: "How many years do you think your father will have to live when he is released?"

The man's smile was gentle and affectionate, but in Qiao Yan's eyes he looked like an evil spirit.

Once this agreement is signed, Qiao Yan will never be free in her life and she will be his secret lover.

Until Li Jingxing gets tired of her, she will be tied to him for the rest of her life.

Before, Qiao Yan forced him to marry her, and now, Li Jingxing forced her to make a choice.

Qiao Yan's hands were shaking as she held the contract. Thinking of something, she looked at Li Jingxing with a weird smile and said sarcastically, "Li Jingxing, you don't like me, do you?"

like her?

Falling in love with the daughter of the person who murdered your mother?

The man looked grim, as if he was angry and embarrassed by what was said.

He jumped up and down like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and his voice suddenly became higher: "Qiao Yan, are you worthy?"

Li Jingxing's eyes turned red, and his big hands tightly gripped her neck. Qiao Yan's body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He stared at her with a fierce look in his eyes: "Qiao Yan, I told you to get out of here, otherwise, I will make you live a life worse than death."

Li Jingxing was taking revenge on her.

Li Jingxing's morbidly handsome face was full of gloom, and a strange smile appeared at the corner of his lips: "Or, I send all this information out, what do you think?"

Qiao Yan stared at him intently, tears streaming down her cheeks: "I'll sign."

Li Jingxing's eyes relaxed, he raised his hand and loosened it, took out a tissue with disgust to wipe his hands, and warned her in a cold voice: "You'd better be obedient, otherwise, you will suffer the consequences."

Qiao Yan looked up at him and suddenly laughed: "Don't worry, Mr. Li, I'm very obedient."

Li Jingxing just stood there looking at her from a superior position with cold eyes.

He didn't believe a word this woman said. Everything she said sounded like fart.

Later, she really caused him a lot of trouble. Not only was she disobedient, but she was also prone to getting into trouble.

Qiao Yan paused before signing the contract: "When you asked me to sign this, did Ji Tang know?"

"Does your girlfriend know that you have a mistress behind her back?"

Li Jingxing frowned, looking a little irritable. He took out his lighter, lit a cigarette and held it between his fingertips, his eyes cold and noble: "None of your business."

Qiao Yan was silent for a moment, lowering her eyebrows, her long eyelashes thick and curled, and spoke word by word: "Li Jingxing, I don't want to be someone's mistress."