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

The boy had mixed feelings towards this man.

When he was about to die of illness, he saved himself. Without Li Jingxing, there would be no Qiao Yan.

But he also wanted to strangle himself.

The boy pursed his lips tightly, stared at him coldly, and shouted fiercely: "Don't expect me to say thank you to you."

He said this fiercely, picked up his bag and left. The boy's anger came out of nowhere.

Li Chenxiao didn't know how he had offended him. He was the one who saved him just now, but in the end, he looked like a bad guy.

Li Chenxiao stared at the boy's back for a while, put out the cigarette in his hand, clicked his tongue twice, then shook his head and got into the car.

When Qiao Yan heard the car drive some distance away, he stopped and looked back. The young man had been standing there for a long time with his schoolbag on his back, looking at the Maybach leaving with a look of mixed emotions.

Obviously he should hate Li Jingxing, but seeing him alive, Qiao Yan felt inexplicably fortunate that this man was still alive.

The young man had a faint smile on his lips, his tall and thin figure cast a long shadow in the setting sun. His hurried steps just now, as if he was afraid of not meeting someone, now became a lot lighter.

Qiao Yan waited until the two people left before she came out from the bushes beside her. Qiao Yan was reluctant to say it, but she knew that the wound on his face was not caused by falling.

Watching the interaction between the two, she frowned slightly, and when she saw Li Jingxing, she was shocked again.

Why is he still in the capital?

Didn’t you say you were getting engaged?

Why is he still here?

The next day.

Qiao Yan finished a business performance and drove to her house in the city center. Just as she pressed the elevator button, she heard steady footsteps outside the elevator.

She subconsciously pressed pause, stood aside, and quickly entered the elevator. What caught her eye was a pair of black leather shoes and long straight legs. The man next to her said in a deep and magnetic voice: "Thank you."

When Qiao Yan heard this familiar voice, her whole body stiffened.

Li Jingxing!

She raised her head slightly and met the man's dark and deep eyes. The moment Qiao Yan raised her head, the man also looked over at the same time.

The two looked at each other, one with eyes wide open in fear, the other with a blank expression and a cold and noble look, and the elevator door slowly closed.

Qiao Yan unconsciously leaned back and pulled up the mask hanging on her cheek, fearing that she would be recognized by the man in front of her.

The house she bought was a high-end apartment in the city center, with only two households on each floor.

Qiao Yan stepped back and waited for Li Jingxing to press the elevator button, but the man took no action and she gradually became uneasy.

Because two days ago, she heard the sound of renovation work next door to her house, and she thought that new neighbors were about to move in.

Qiao Yan's next-door neighbor is a dancer and she is moving out suddenly. I heard that someone offered a high price to buy her second-hand house, which is much higher than the market price.

There are so many people being taken advantage of these days.

As the elevator went up, it reached the 36th floor at the same time. The man did not move. Qiao Yan walked out quickly, and steady footsteps were soon heard behind her.

Qiao Yan paused, took out her key, opened the door and went in. With a "click", the door was closed by her.

Qiao Keke was wearing her bear pajamas and watched her mother come in in a panic. She ate some cookies and shook her legs. She immediately became alert and asked in a baby voice, "Mom, are there any bad guys?"