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

Otherwise, when it is exposed in the future, with Ji Yanzhi's tyrannical temper, it is unknown how long it will take to coax him.

Don't be fooled by Ji Yanzhi's easy-going appearance. He has no IQ at all.

But if you really make him angry, he will be like a little violent dinosaur and he will definitely ignore you.

Ji Qian'an folded his arms in thought, his brows furrowed. He looked at Ji Yanzhi crying heartbrokenly and felt his temples throbbing.

He just hoped that Ji Yanzhi would never grow smart and not suddenly become smart.

A Jing is back, and these two people will meet sooner or later in Beijing.

How can I clear myself of suspicion and avoid being beaten up?

Ji Yanzhi had just wiped away her wet tears, looked up at Ji Qian'an's heartless face, clenched her fists and looked at him, and said angrily: "Old Ji, why are you always so cold and heartless?"

"Li Gou died, and you didn't even cry."

Ji Yanzhi's eyes were red from crying. He wiped his tears with his hands miserably, and said with a choked voice: "You are not sad at all."

Ji Qianan folded his arms, looked indifferent, and said expressionlessly: "Oh, I cried in my heart."

The cold and emotionless voice coming out of the man's mouth made Ji Yanzhi want to beat him up!

However, the two grew up together, and Ji Yanzhi probably knew Ji Qian'an a little bit. This man had been like this since he was a child.

He is extremely rational when it comes to people and things, which is scary, as if he has no emotions at all.

Just look at that sour face, if you don’t know, you would think that Li Laogou had never died.

Ji Yanzhi's eyes were red, and he pointed at Ji Qian'an and accused him, "You are so sad."

When Ji Qian heard these second-year words, the man's mouth twitched slightly, his eyes were indifferent, and he said lightly: "Yeah."

After paying homage to Li Jingxing, it was already getting late. The sun dimmed its light, dusk began to fall, and a hint of white appeared on the horizon.

Ji Yanzhi threw the last stack of paper money in his hand into the fire and was about to get up when a gust of wind suddenly blew.

He raised his eyes for a moment, and suddenly his pupils trembled, his eyes were filled with fear, his face turned pale, his whole body was stiff and he dared not move, even his breathing was stagnant.

The sky suddenly became gloomy, and Ji Yanzhi felt a chill on his back, as if a cold air was blowing towards him, and an invisible ghost claw was tightly grasping his heart.

Ji Yanzhi's legs were shaking, his face turned blue and then white, and then white and then purple. He pointed behind Ji Qian'an and said in a trembling voice: "You, you, you..."

Ji Qian'an looked at Ji Yanzhi's expression as if he had seen a ghost. He frowned slightly, turned around, and was surprised for a moment, then raised his eyebrows slightly: "Mr. Li?"

Li Chenxiao looked at Ji Qian'an expressionlessly all night long, being cold and aloof, keeping people at a distance and ignoring him with an arrogant attitude.

His gaze seemed to pass Ji Qian'an and look at Ji Yanzhi behind him. His eyes were cold and heartless.

It looks like an evil god who is here to take your life.

There was a "bang" sound of something heavy falling to the ground, which seemed very abrupt in this deserted and extremely empty cemetery.

After Ji Qian'an finished speaking, he turned around and saw Ji Yanzhi lying on the ground with his eyes closed. He had been frightened to death!

Li Chenxiao frowned.

Li Manman rushed out from behind her brother holding a bunch of chrysanthemums, pointed at Ji Yanzhi lying on the ground, and said with a silly smile: "Your friend is in great health. He fell asleep right away."

Ji Qian: “…”