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

He leaned on the sofa and stared at Qiao Yan for a long time, his eyes were indifferent and cold, and his deep eyes contained emotions that were difficult to see through.

Did she think that he and Ji Tang were a couple?

Li Jingxing was playing with the lighter in his hand, his brows were cold and his whole body exuded a terrifying and oppressive aura.

With this kind of brain, she still goes out to auction her virginity. With such a vixen face, those men will not let her go.

If you don't die, you will be disabled.

Qiao Yan is so naive.

The little white rabbit fell into the wolf's den and thought he had escaped safely.

What the upper class has the most is beautiful women. Powerful men will treat women cruelly and will not treat them as human beings.

There are many women who are sent to the hospital every other day, and many of them suffer from severe sexual abuse.

Do you really think all men are as gentle as him?

The man was dressed in a suit and leaned against the wall, smoking a scarlet cigarette. The hazy smoke made his handsome features look even colder: "It has nothing to do with her."

Li Jingxing looked at her pale and pitiful face, and his heart tightened. He tightened his grip on the cigarette and felt that the smoke was very choking.

The man's expression froze, he lowered his head and took a puff of cigarette, exhaled a thin puff of white smoke, and said in a cold voice: "From today on, move in."

Qiao Yan pursed her lips tightly: "I can sign, but I have conditions."

Li Jingxing just looked at her, the scarlet cigarette butt flickered at his fingertips, and a piece of ash fell to the floor. He flicked it, slightly raised his eyelids and looked at her: "Speak."

Her voice was trembling as she spoke in a low voice: "If you get married one day, we will end it completely."

"Otherwise, even if you kill me, I will leave."

When Li Jingxing heard this, he paused slightly, and an indescribable emotion surged in his heart.

Her figure was reflected in his dark eyes, which were cold and complicated. He said coldly, "Okay."

Qiao Yan pursed her lips and looked up at him: "There is one more."

Li Jingxing was so angry that he almost laughed at her for being too demanding.

He put out the cigarette and narrowed his eyes: "Qiao Yan, am I too lenient with you?"

"Do you think I'm easy to talk to?"

Qiao Yan pursed her lips and said calmly: "I will follow you from now on, and you can't hit me."

Li Jingxing was stunned for a moment.

Qiao Yan's eyelashes trembled slightly: "I'm afraid of pain."

"My parents never hit me since I was a child."

Qiao Yan had poor academic performance since childhood. She attended many cram schools but was still a poor student. She was also playful. Her parents were very disappointed with her, but they also pampered her.

If she hadn't been so pretty and cute when she was a child, Qiao Yan would have had her butt beaten to pieces for all the bad things she had done.

No matter how much trouble Qiao Yan got into outside, she was never beaten. She grew up in pampering.

She had a smooth life and got everything she wanted, until she met Li Jingxing, when she suffered a severe setback.

Li Jingxing saw her look of wanting to cry but not wanting to, her face pale, following him, as if her father had died. He took a puff of cigarette in annoyance and said, "I don't hit women."

"Oh."

"You just choked me."

Li Jingxing rudely put out the cigarette in his hand, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and he said unhappily: "I'll give you one hour to go back and pack your things."

The man said irritably: "Otherwise, I will strangle you to death right now."

Qiao Yan signed the contract and handed it to Li Jingxing, who then put it away and locked it in a cabinet.

Qiao Yan stared at the cabinet.

From now on, she will no longer have freedom in her life and will be tied to this man.