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

Li Chenxiao frowned tightly when he heard this unfamiliar name.

He stared at the woman opposite with his narrow and long phoenix eyes, with a somewhat distracted and indifferent expression on his face, and a strong aura lingering around him.

The woman saw his face clearly, her eyes widened, and she looked as if she had seen a ghost.

Li Jingxing?

His name is Li Chenxiao!

Li Chenxiao held Qiao Keke in his arms. The man had a wicked smile on his lips. He looked at her with dignity and composure, but the temperature in the corners of his eyes was very cold.

Whose substitute did this woman think he was?

Qiao Yan froze a little at the sight of that familiar yet unfamiliar gaze. She looked at him, with countless words stuck in her throat, and for a moment she was unable to utter a single word.

Qiao Yan could be absolutely sure that the man in front of her was Li Jingxing.

But the look he gave her was so cold and unfamiliar, so unfamiliar that it made her heart frightened.

Qiao Yan looked at the child in Li Chenxiao's arms. The father and daughter sat together, and their auras were somewhat similar.

Are these father and daughter?

Qiao Keke has never seen her biological father, but many of her habits are inexplicably the same as Li Jingxing.

She didn't even know when the father and daughter met.

Qiao Yan felt flustered and at a loss, with some nervousness and inexplicable fear in her eyes.

When Qiao Yan found out she was pregnant, she was shocked and in disbelief. She couldn't believe she was pregnant, even though she took medicine afterwards.

Li Jingxing, this bastard, secretly replaced the birth control pills with vitamins.

After Li Jingxing's death, Lu Tingshen also advised Qiao Yan to have an abortion. As a female star, having a child out of wedlock would have some impact on her.

What's more, Qiao Yan is a single mother.

But she still kept Qiao Keke. She didn't know why she wanted to keep Li Jingxing as her child.

But she did not regret giving birth to Qiao Keke.

Li Jingxing is not dead, he is still alive and has met his daughter.

What Qiao Yan is afraid of now is that he will take revenge on her or compete with her for the custody of Qiao Keke.

As long as he checked, he would find out that Qiao Keke must be his biological daughter.

Qiao Yan looked at the man opposite her, her fingertips felt slightly cold. She stood there looking at him, unable to speak for a long time.

Qiao Keke saw that her mother had a unhappy expression on her face, and then she heard the three words "Li Jingxing".

She knows that.

Li Jingxing, her biological father who died early.

The little girl sat in the man's arms, looking at her mother and then at Li Chenxiao. She looked up at him with some confusion and a hint of expectation in her eyes.

She has been without a father since she was a child. Everyone else has one, except Qiao Keke.

The little guy looked at the man with sparkling eyes and asked Li Chenxiao cautiously: "Are you really my biological father?"

Li Chenxiao frowned and said, "No."

Qiao Keke was still a little disappointed when she heard this answer.

Alas, she shouldn't have expected it.

She has no father, and she, Qiao Keke, is just a weed floating in the wind.

A child without a father is like a weed.

When Qiao Yan saw her daughter's disappointed face, her heart tightened. The thing Qiao Keke desired most was right in front of her.

Her biological father, Li Jingxing.

Qiao Yan looked at Qiao Keke, her voice almost hoarse: "Qiao Keke, come here."

Qiao Keke felt that her mother was in a bad mood and didn't dare to act rashly.

The little girl slid off the man's legs and ran towards Qiao Yan. She stretched out her little hand and held Qiao Yan's hand, and apologized carefully: "Mommy, I'm sorry."

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This book is tentatively scheduled to be updated in January. I am too tired from traveling outside, and I am afraid that the quality of the words will not be good. I just came back from Japan to see the cherry blossoms, and I have itineraries to Singapore, Malaysia, Thailand, and South Korea. I will probably go home in May. My dears, please read other things first. For the sake of the quality of the novel and not to make everyone feel comfortable with perfunctory words, I will not update for the time being, because I am busy outside every day.