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

Lu Tingshen sat in a wheelchair, his face terribly gloomy, like a volcano about to erupt.

His fingers were tightly gripping the armrests of the wheelchair, his knuckles turning white, revealing his inner tension and anger.

The man's eyes were fixed on the direction where Li Jingxing left, as if he wanted to see the woman he loved through that door.

And his current state is just impotent rage.

In the quiet living room, you can hear a pin drop.

Lu Tingshen, sitting in a wheelchair, looked extremely lonely.

Although his body was incomplete, his aura was extremely strong. The man was like a tiger trapped in a cage. Although he could not move, he still exuded a majestic aura.

Lu Tingshen watched helplessly as Li Jingxing snatched his beloved woman away from him, his heart filled with anger and resentment.

Li Jingxing's arrogant attitude made him extremely angry.

He didn't take anyone seriously and even disregarded laws and regulations, which made Lu Tingshen feel deeply hateful.

Because he can't act as willful as Li Jingxing.

His position does not allow it, and his background does not allow it even more.

Lu Tingshen's hatred for Li Jingxing filled his heart. He knew very well that this man was an extremely dangerous criminal and he was no match for him.

Lu Tingshen was determined to protect the woman he loved and not let her come to any harm, and he would never break his promise again.

Li Jingxing made Qiao Yan unhappy.

His Qiao Qiao, the girl who used to always have a bright smile on her face, now always has a sad look on her face.

Lu Tingshen could feel the pain in Qiao Yan's heart, and he knew that Li Jingxing was the culprit behind all this.

Lu Ting deeply recalled the time he spent with Qiao Yan.

At that time, they walked in the park together, drank coffee together in the cafe, and watched movies together in the cinema.

Qiao Yan is always so happy and cheerful, and her laughter always infects the people around her.

But now, everything has changed.

Lu Tingshen knew that what Li Jingxing did made Qiao Yan lose her smile.

If it weren't for Li Jingxing, they would all be living well.

Lu Tingshen sat in a wheelchair with his handsome face shrouded in shadow. The man began to think about his plan. He wanted to use his wisdom and strength to make Li Jingxing pay the price.

Sometimes you don't need real guns or swords to hurt someone completely.

Li Jingxing carried Qiao Yan back to the villa. His steps were steady and firm, as if he was protecting the most precious treasure in the world.

He walked into the bedroom and carefully placed the woman in his arms on the bed, as if she were a soft feather and he was afraid that she would be broken if he was not careful.

Li Jingxing sat on the edge of the bed, his fingers gently stroking the contours of her fair and beautiful facial features, outlining its outline bit by bit.

The man's deep eyes were as black as ink, and were filled with scattered blushes. He looked at Qiao Yan with eyes full of infinite tenderness and love.

When Li Jingxing learned that Qiao Yan ran away as soon as she knew about his accident, he was still in the police station worried about her safety. He felt like he was struck by lightning when he heard the news.

He expected Qiao Yan to run away, but also unexpectedly.

But she still stabbed Li Jingxing's heart like a knife, making him feel betrayed.

He will tie her up until he dies.

She was the one who provoked him first.