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

He stayed in the capital for a month, during which time Li Chenxiao walked through the streets and alleys of the capital. Every street and every bridge left his footprints.

He seemed to want to get familiar with this strange city in this way and find some memories of his past. However, no matter how hard he tried, those lost memories never came back.

At the same time, the Li family has already confirmed his wedding date, which is the end of next month.

They moved very quickly, as if they were afraid that something unexpected would happen.

If it weren't for choosing an auspicious day, Li Chenxiao's biological father might have wanted him to marry the woman home immediately.

Li Chenxiao did not have much expectation and enthusiasm for this marriage, and he had never thought about marrying a woman he did not love.

The man knew that this was just a political marriage, and the Li family aimed to consolidate the relationship between the families.

When mentioning these, Li Chenxiao sat in the carriage, half of his handsome face shrouded in shadow, half bright and half dark, the corners of his lips slightly raised, revealing a cold smile.

Although he has lost some of his memory, he is not stupid.

He clearly understood the interests and motives behind this marriage.

Even though he cannot recall past events, he is still acutely aware of the intentions and purposes of those around him.

It does not mean that he would willingly be a puppet and let others control his life events.

He just lost his memory.

It doesn't mean that he is stupid.

As for this biological father, even though he showed that he loved his eldest son very much.

But Li Chenxiao always felt like there was a layer of fog between them. This feeling was very unfamiliar to him. It was not because of his memory loss, but also because he did not have much affection or love for his biological father.

That is emotional indifference.

If Li Chenxiao had not investigated the man privately and knew about the existence of those illegitimate children, he would have almost believed it.

Among this bunch of children, as the eldest son born to the mistress of the Li family, he is not the man’s first child. Li Chenxiao has an older half-brother.

The child was secretly born by the man with another woman.

Originally, he was not qualified to be trained as the first heir by that man, but unfortunately, something happened to the child who was trained as the first heir.

Among this group of children, Li Chenxiao stood out so brilliantly that even the heir he originally trained was not half as good as him.

Li Chenxiao's loss of memory is a good thing for Li Tingzhan. He got such a talented son for free. His business acumen and ruthless methods are stronger than his biological father!

There is no doubt that Li Chenxiao is a perfect heir.

Li Tingzhan would never allow anyone to ruin his plans, let alone any woman to influence his first heir.

Li Tingzhan was wearing a blue striped hospital gown, which made him look gentler and more elegant. Although he was not young after all, his appearance showed that he was a handsome man when he was young.

His age makes him less sharp and aggressive, and makes him seem more friendly.

"Sir, do we really want to send out the invitations?" The Li family's housekeeper asked respectfully while standing in front of the man's bed.

"The eldest young master may not necessarily obey discipline." The butler said worriedly.

Li Tingzhan leaned against the bed in high spirits, handling company matters with his hands. He wore glasses, his eyes narrowed slightly, with some fine lines at the corners of his eyes. He raised his head with a gentle and calm look, raised his hand to stroke his glasses, and said in a somewhat cold and ruthless voice: "He will be obedient."

The man took off his glasses and looked at the butler in front of him with a half-smile on his face: "Send out the invitations."

"You still don't know my son very well." He smiled and put down the work in his hands, and continued: "Everything is good, but sometimes he is too sentimental."

This was true for his biological mother and also for that vixen-like woman.

There are so many women in the world, why do you have to hang them on a tree?

His son had been wandering outside for so many years against his wishes and had never returned home, but he had something his good son wanted.

The relic that woman left him.

As long as they get engaged and married, this thing will be handed over to Li Chenxiao, and he, a man who has lost his memory but is so loyal and righteous, will naturally compromise with him.

"Yes." The butler was slightly stunned, then nodded and retreated.

In the carriage, Li Chenxiao's bony fingers tapped on his knees, his eyes gradually became cold as ice, his handsome face was full of indifference and ruthlessness, and there was a terrible ruthlessness in his deep eyes.

On the way back home, the man couldn't get rid of the lonely and frail figure in his mind.

For no apparent reason, he felt a continuous pain in his heart, like being pricked by needles.

Qiao Yan hadn't seen Li Chenxiao for several days, and her days became quieter and quieter.

That day, Qiao Yan seemed particularly quiet when he returned home from school. He put his schoolbag on the table, his eyes were a little vague, and there were some purple spots on his handsome fair face.

Occasionally, he would come to his sister's place.

When Qiao Ke saw Qiao Yan coming, her eyes lit up instantly, and she ran towards Qiao Yan with her short legs flapping, shouting excitedly in a baby voice: "Uncle!"

Qiao Yan picked up the little girl and kissed her on the cheek with a smile. The little boy had grown a lot taller, with a slender and upright figure, and his warm cheeks were white and delicate, like a little lamb.

When the little fellow saw the wound on his cheek, his eyes flashed with anger and he immediately put his hands on his hips in a ferocious manner.

"You're hurt! Who hit you?"

Qiao Yan heard the sound and came out. Seeing the wound on Qiao Yan's face, she frowned slightly and asked, "What happened?"

The boy raised his hand to wipe it off without caring, and said with a smile: "It's okay, I fell."

Qiao Yan stared at him, frowned slightly, and said nothing more, then went to get the medical kit to treat his wound.

After Qiao Yan played with Qiao Keke for a while, he made an excuse to go home. The boy walked out with his schoolbag on his back and not far away he saw a familiar Maybach parked on the side of the road.

He gripped the strap of his schoolbag tightly and frowned slightly. He had grown up and become more sensible over the years and knew about some of the disputes between his sister and his ex-brother-in-law.

Just now he met Li Jingxing, the man who had died in prison, but suddenly appeared alive.

He was in school, so naturally he didn't go online much, and he didn't know about the rumor going around on the Internet about the engagement between the future heir of the Li family and the daughter of the Earl's family.

This man is back, does his sister know?

What emerged before Qiao Yan's eyes was the terrifying and cruel side of the man he once was. He almost strangled himself to death.

But just now when he was bullied and dragged into the alley and beaten, it was that man who saved him.

"It's you, looking for me?" The man's deep voice echoed in the air.

The young man looked up suddenly, and he saw the man lighting a scarlet cigarette. He was wearing a noble and straight black suit, which made him look even more ruthless and cold-blooded.