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

Ji Yanzhi walked over and sat down next to the man.

He waved his hand in front of Li Jingxing, and his handsome face came up to Li Jingxing, his eyes red, and his voice hoarse: "You really don't remember me?"

Ji Yanzhi didn't believe it and always felt that Ji Qian'an was lying to him.

Li Jingxing glanced at him coldly. His cold and stern face showed no emotion or warmth. His expressionless face looked particularly cold and ruthless.

Ji Yanzhi looked at Li Jingxing, who was so strange and cold, and his heart ached inexplicably. He felt a little lost, and his eyes were inexplicably sore.

Seeing Li Jingxing standing in front of him alive, he felt an inexplicable sense of relief in his heart.

A good friend who had died many years ago came back to life. The feeling of regaining what was lost is hard to describe in words.

It's better to be alive than dead.

If you don’t remember, then don’t remember.

Ji Yanzhi was also a person who was used to big occasions. He quickly restrained all his emotions, smiled and extended his hand to Li Jingxing: "Then let me introduce myself to you again."

"Hello, my name is Ji Yanzhi."

Ji Yanzhi's eyes were filled with tears as he looked at Li Jingxing with a smile: "Ji is Ji Yanzhi's Ji, Yan is Ji Yanzhi's Yan, Zhi is Ji Yanzhi's Zhi."

This conversation, which was so familiar yet so strange, seemed to have traveled through time and space and returned to many years ago.

The red-haired boy rode a Harley motorcycle rebelliously, with an arrogant and disdainful look on his face, silver earrings, and a sharp look as he looked at the adopted son of the Ji family as if he were trash.

He stretched out his hand, but his eyes were staring at the young man in white in front of him with a bit of contempt.

At that time, Ji Yanzhi regarded Li Jingxing as the most annoying person, no one else.

He is a poor guy and very pretentious. He studies every day. This pretty boy looks very well-behaved and obedient. He is a model student in the eyes of the teacher. As soon as this transfer student arrived, he snatched Ji Qian's first place in the grade.

This made him very dissatisfied and he felt unfair for Ji Qian'an.

The young man in white didn't take his arrogant attitude seriously. He didn't even look at him and didn't take Ji Yanzhi seriously. He walked past him with his schoolbag on his back, looking straight ahead and no expression on his face.

From then on, Ji Yanzhi hated Li Jingxing more and more.

Who would have known that he could actually become close friends with Li Jingxing and a brother who could share weal and woe.

This seemingly well-behaved and obedient student is actually a tough nut and a troublemaker.

With the addition of Li Jingxing, No. 1 Middle School suddenly has three more dangers!

It's these three evils that make teachers love and hate them. They fight and skip classes just like that, and their grades are always on the list!

These three people, when together, are a pile of shit, and when apart, they are three piles!

The corner of the bar was suddenly filled with the clinking of wine glasses. Three handsome men with excellent temperaments were sitting in the middle of the bar. If the bodyguards hadn't stopped them, there would have been an endless stream of beautiful women coming to ask for their WeChat.

Li Jingxing, this scourge, was famous for his outstanding appearance. His pretty face was charming and soul-stirring, especially his affectionate and narrow phoenix eyes, which were slightly narrowed, showing a bit of ruffian spirit, and there was a bit of spring love in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

In another corner.

Qiao Yan sat in the corner, drinking silently. Her fair skin held the wine glass in her hand and she drank one glass after another as if she was risking her life. The familiar and stunning face that lingered in her mind was her.

Under the dim lights in the bar, the bartender gently sways his body, mixing a colorful cocktail with great elegance; the flashing neon lights attract one hungry and comforted heart after another.