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

His voice was hoarse: "I am no less sad than you."

There seemed to be piercing pain in Lu Tingshen's eyes. He was no less sad than Qiao Yan about Xu Xingluo's death by falling into the sea.

The three of them grew up together. He and Qiao Yan both have outspoken personalities and used to cause trouble everywhere. Xu Xingluo is quiet and has excellent academic performance. She is a good girl, but the relationship between the three is as solid as an iron triangle.

Lu Tingshen's eyes were deep and his voice was obscure: "But people always have to look forward, don't they?"

Qiao Yan clenched her fingers, her eyes red. Less than a year had passed since Xu Xingluo's death, and Lu Tingshen was going to marry another woman.

But she couldn't blame Lu Tingshen. Qiao Yan just felt sad.

Qiao Yan felt depressed. She leaned against the wall with a dark look on her face. "Can I borrow a cigarette?"

Lu Tingshen took out a cigarette from his jacket pocket and handed it to her, saying, "This cigarette is strong."

Qiao Yan: "It's okay."

Lu Tingshen held a lighter in his hand, and Qiao Yan lowered her head with a cigarette in her mouth. The man leaned over to light it for her. His eyes fell on her swollen cheeks, and there was some pity in his voice: "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Yan took a puff of cigarette, exhaled a circle of smoke, and said in a hoarse voice: "I can't die."

Qiao Yan turned her head to look at Lu Tingshen, staring at his face: "Luoluo told me that you like someone else."

Lu Tingshen denied: "I have never done anything to let her down."

The man's face showed a trace of sadness: "Do you still think I killed her?"

"Qiao Qiao, we have been together for so many years, don't you understand me?"

Lu Tingshen's voice was fierce and resolute, and he swore the most vicious oath: "If I cheat on you and do something to let Luo Luo down, I will not die a good death in this life."

Qiao Yan paused while smoking, her eyes gradually turned red, and her voice became hoarse: "I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't have misunderstood you like that."

Lu Tingshen smiled and said, "It's okay."

"None of us expected Luo Luo's death. Maybe she called us to say goodbye to us."

"A year ago, I was put in solitary confinement by my parents and was unable to save you."

The man said in an obscure voice: "Qiao Qiao, I'm sorry."

The matter between the Qiao family and the Xu family involves a wide range of people, and the people offended are not something that the Lu family can handle. Uncle Lu wants Lu Tingshen to get out of it and doesn't want him to be involved.

Qiao Yan understood and she never blamed him.

Qiao Yan finished smoking a cigarette and put it out. She looked at Lu Tingshen with a smile and said, "I'm sorry, I can't wish you a happy engagement."

This would make her feel like she had betrayed Luo Luo, and she could not bless Lu Tingshen to get engaged to another woman.

"I wish you happiness in the future."

Lu Tingshen stood up straight, his fingers clenched into fists as he looked at Qiao Yan's back as she left, his voice hoarse: "Are you blaming me?"

"Perhaps in the past."

Qiao Yan turned around and looked at him: "After this year, I have no right to blame you."

"Lu Tingshen, I hope you are happy."

Lu Tingshen stood there, Qiao Yan's words echoing in his mind, a bitter and sarcastic smile on the corner of his lips.

She didn't wish him a happy engagement, she wished him happiness in the future.

But how can he be happy?

Qiao Yan did not return to the box. She went directly to the lobby to wait for Li Jingxing. The moment the elevator opened, she saw Ji Tang.

Qiao Yan was standing outside and Ji Tang was in the elevator, and their eyes met.

When Ji Tang saw Qiao Yan, his eyes were cold and he said coldly, "Qiao Yan."

"Why are you here?"