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

In the dim room, the man sat on a chair with his back to the housekeeper, his vague silhouette looming in the light and shadow.

The pair of bony hands held a glass of red wine, the wine was mellow and rich.

The man pursed his thin lips lightly, his handsome face was somewhat cold and indifferent, and his narrow and long phoenix eyes were somewhat distracted and indifferent.

"No." The man looked a little irritated and his brows were slightly furrowed.

The words are concise and to the point, and it would be redundant to say more.

The housekeeper looked at the man's back and hesitated to speak: "The second young lady said that you must be there, otherwise she will be unhappy."

The man turned his chair around, revealing a stunningly beautiful face that took one's breath away. He had a straight nose, smooth nose wing lines that went down along the root of the nose, a well-defined jawline, and thin lips that were red and moist.

That handsome face, which was so beautiful that it was created by nature, is like God's most beloved child, and his perfect appearance is intoxicating and heart-stirring.

The man was wearing a well-ironed suit, with a pair of strong and powerful long legs crossed together. His dark and deep eyebrows were cold, and his white and jade-like fingers were slender. "Whether she is happy or not, what does it have to do with me?"

The man raised his deep eyes slightly with a scrutinizing look, which was nakedly filled with a sense of majesty and an indescribable sense of oppression.

"Yes."

The butler met the majestic eyes, lowered his head and walked out quickly.

The man stood up, walked to the window, stood with his hands behind his back, and quietly looked out the window at the scenery.

As night falls and the lights come on, the lights downstairs are bright and brilliant, like a city that never sleeps, making people feel as if they are in a dreamlike world.

In everyone's eyes, this city is so beautiful and so mysterious.

The lights flicker like thousands of stars in the night sky, making people feel an endless romance and warmth. The vehicles passing by on the street are like a flowing river, making people feel the beating and vitality of life.

The tall buildings stand in a row like giant beasts. Their lights illuminate the entire city, making people feel a strong sense of shock and awe.

The man stood there quietly, his thoughts seeming to drift.

The lights were dim and ambiguous. At this moment, the man seemed to have merged into the city.

He felt the heartbeat of the city and the soul of the city. He reached out to his chest, where a living heart was beating uncontrollably.

Very strange feeling.

He had never been to Beijing before, but his heart became so restless from the moment he set foot in.

Li Chenxiao looked at the bustling street downstairs with sharp and deep eyes.

The red carpet scene of the Starry Sky Ceremony.

When Li Manman learned that her elder brother would not come to see her tomorrow, she pouted and called Li Chenxiao. It took a long time for the other end to answer: "Hey, brother, can you pick me up today?"

Li Manman tugged at the dress she was wearing and said in boredom, "You're not going tomorrow, and you didn't come to see me today."

"How can there be a brother like you in the world who doesn't love his sister at all?"

The man said in a cold voice: "Li Manman, go by yourself."

Li Manman felt wronged: "I have been wandering outside since I was a child. My father and mother don't love me, and even my own brother doesn't love me."

"I should have died outside."

The man scolded coldly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"address."