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

"You keep saying you like him."

"But you brought him not only love, but also hurt!"

"What has he suffered because of your love?"

Ji Qian'an stared at Qiao Yan with red eyes: "Qiao Yan! You know nothing!"

He stared at Qiao Yan and growled, "Qiao Yan, how could you be so cruel to send him to prison!"

Ji Qian stared at her and told her word by word: "He hated Qiao Zheng the most because he held back because of you and did not hand over Qiao Zheng's shameful things to the police."

"Do you think your father is lucky?"

"Do you think he can't find any evidence against your father?"

Qiao Yan stood there in a daze. She had never known what her father had done to Li Jingxing.

No one told her.

there has never been.

Qiao Zheng has loved her since she was a child, and he would never let his family be involved in these shameful things.

But Qiao Zheng has always been a ruthless character. If he wants to get rid of someone, he will rack his brains to make him disappear from the world.

He will never show mercy to anyone who infringes upon his interests.

Li Jingxing and his group of young boys met Qiao Zheng who was in his prime. This old fox could make them suffer in silence and have no way to express their grievances.

Qiao Zheng is such a person. He protects his family in every way, but is ruthless and unscrupulous towards outsiders.

Qiao Yan, Qiao Xin, and Qiao Yan have been well protected by him since they were young, and he never let them see his dark side.

Ji Qi'an looked at her coldly and asked, "Why do you hate him so much?"

Qiao Yan's body was stiff, she stood there, her voice hoarse: "Why did my dad get into a car accident?"

Ji Yanzhi squatted silently beside him like a quail egg, smoking one cigarette after another.

Hearing this, he raised his head dully, his eyes confused and shocked, and he couldn't believe it: "You don't think this was done by us?"

"Fuck!"

"You don't really think we want to kill him?"

"Grandma's!"

"I won't take the blame for this!"

Qiao Yan's mouth was dry and her fingers clenched: "Isn't it?"

How could everything happen so coincidentally?

Whenever something happened to their family, this group of jackals, tigers and leopards surrounded them and devoured the flesh and blood of the Qiao family.

Qiao Yan's voice was hoarse: "Why is it that the Qiao family was bankrupted by you when something happened to my dad?"

Qiao Yan stared at him and said coldly: "Is it just a coincidence?"

She didn't believe that this matter had nothing to do with the people in front of her.

How could it be such a coincidence?

Ji Qian'an suddenly laughed, laughing at Li Jingxing's stupidity, laughing at him for not having a mouth, and laughing at how fate played tricks on and tortured people.

Why is Qiao Yan the daughter of Qiao Zheng?

Why did Qiao Yan fall for Li Jingxing?

There are so many good-looking men in the world, but Qiao Yan just happened to set her eyes on Li Jingxing.

However, Qiao Zheng killed Li Jingxing's biological mother, and the daughter of his mother's murderer fell in love with him.

The culprit caused him to have a bumpy life for half his life.

The daughter of the culprit who killed Li Jingxing's mother sent him to prison with her own hands.

Is God playing a joke on Li Jingxing?

Ji Qianan looked at Qiao Yan and said in a low voice, "Qiao Yan, my family education and character will not allow me to take the responsibility of killing someone."

“These are illegal things.”

"Even if I wanted to, the Ji family would never allow me to do such a treasonous thing."

"My family has been public officials for generations. I understand the harm of killing someone better than you do."

Qiao Yan suddenly felt a chill in the soles of her feet, and her heart became inexplicably panicked to the extreme.

So?

What is everything?

Qiao Yan stood at a crossroads and suddenly lost her way. A thick fog filled the air, enveloping her.

She looked at the vast expanse of white around her and suddenly lost her direction.

When she came, there was still a way to go, but when she looked back, she found there was no way back.

Ji Qi'an said in a cold and expressionless voice: "Although the Ji family is involved in both the black and white worlds, if Ji Yanzhi dares to kill someone."

"His father could kill him."

The corners of Ji Yanzhi's mouth twitched slightly, and he squatted on the ground and continued to smoke in depression.

"Qiao Zheng killed his biological mother, and because of you, he ended up living a life that was neither human nor ghost, and one of his hands was broken."

Ji Qi'an stared at her fiercely: "Isn't this the retribution that Qiao Zheng deserves?"

"Where did the Qiao family get all that money? You should go back and ask your good father!"

"That money! All of it was earned by stepping on the corpse of Li Jingxing's mother!"

"Why can't he take it back?"

Ji Qi'an's eyes were bloodshot, and his handsome face couldn't keep his composure after blinking. He growled, "Qiao Zheng deserves to die!"

Qiao Yan's body shook violently, her face suddenly turned pale, her fingers tightened little by little, and she defended herself weakly, "My father is not that kind of person."

"If anyone should go to jail, it should be your biological father."

Ji Qian'an suddenly showed a creepy smile on his face: "He has taken several lives. Do you want to go back and ask him?"

"Qiao Yan, you have lived in a pampered environment all your life, what do you know?"

"I am oblivious."

"You love your father, that's right."

"But what did Jing do wrong? To deserve your love?"

"What you brought to him was never love."

"It was just pain, hurt and struggle from beginning to end."

"He likes you. Do you know what he's been through?"

"He has to face it. This is the daughter of my mother's murderer. How can he like you?"

"But this idiot still fell."

"Let me ask you one question. What if one day Li Jingxing's father killed your mother?"

"Will you still fall in love with the son of the person who murdered your mother?"

Qiao Yan's body froze and her face turned pale as paper.

She won't.

Not even dying.

Ji Qi'an's eyes were filled with naked sarcasm: "So why do you think Li Jingxing likes you?"

"If you hadn't been chasing him around, he could have lived a normal life and found a girl he liked."

"You feel wronged. Yes, you do feel wronged. You feel wronged about why he has distanced himself from you for so many years."

"You feel wronged, but doesn't he feel wronged?"

"What did he do wrong in his previous life to deserve the fate of you and your daughter?"

Ji Qi'an's eyes were red, and his voice was terribly cold: "When his mother was murdered, who did he complain to?"

"When he was fourteen, he was chased and almost killed in a car accident. Who did he complain to?"

Ji Qianan looked at the pale, almost confused woman with a cruel smile on his face. He said to her, "Do you know who is chasing him?"

Qiao Yan's eyes were confused. She didn't know. She was too young at that time, how could she know these things?

Ji Qi'an's eyes were cold, and he said word by word: "She is your aunt."