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

Ji Tang looked at him with red eyes: "Are you going to look for Qiao Yan?"

Li Jingxing raised his eyes and looked at her: "Who asked you to come here?"

Ji Tang did not answer. She smiled at the man in front of her and said, "I just met Qiao Yan. She wished that you and I would grow old together and have many children and grandchildren."

"Jingxing, Qiao Yan really seems to dislike you no longer."

Li Jingxing's pupils suddenly contracted, his fists clenched tightly, and a dull pain in his heart attacked his whole body. He didn't understand why he felt so uncomfortable in his heart when he heard these words.

The man's face turned terrifying: "Did she really say that?"

Ji Tang looked at the man in front of him, feeling his eyes sore: "Jingxing, are you in love with her?"

Li Jingxing's pupils contracted violently, his chest heaved, his breathing quickened, his eyes instantly became ferocious, and a chill spread: "Impossible!"

The man's eyes were filled with bloodshot, and he firmly denied: "I will never fall in love with Qiao Yan in my life."

He won't fall in love with Qiao Yan.

Even if all the women in the world died, he would never fall in love with her.

Ji Tang walked over, put his arms around the man's waist, and put his face on his chest: "Jingxing, let's be together."

"I like you."

The man stiffened all over, his fingers dropped to his sides, his face showing a deep and cold expression.

When Lu Tingshen pushed the door open, he saw a man and a woman hugging each other in the corridor. He sneered in his heart, took out his mobile phone, took a photo and sent it to Qiao Yan.

He typed with one hand, captioning: "After so many years, they are finally together."

Li Jingxing looked down at the person in his arms, his brows tightly furrowed, a faint sense of alienation came over him, he raised his hand and pushed Ji Tang away.

The man had no expression on his face: "Jitang, what did I tell you before you went abroad?"

Ji Tang's whole body stiffened and his hands were shaking.

"As long as you follow me, I will give you everything you want."

He looked down at her, "You didn't."

No one will stay there waiting for you forever.

For so many years, there has always been another woman around Li Jingxing. Even though he doesn't like Qiao Yan, he has desires for her.

He didn't have that for Ji Tang.

Ji Tang didn't believe that she had no feelings for him. Her eyes were red, and she hugged the man's waist tightly and cried, "If you weren't waiting for me, why didn't you have a relationship at school?"

The man's face was cold and heartless: "Whether I'm in a relationship or not has nothing to do with whether I wait for you or not."

Ji Tang looked at him trembling in disbelief: "If, I hadn't gone abroad."

Tears flowed from her eyes: "Will Qiao Yan not exist?"

What appeared before the man's eyes was the image of that arrogant and domineering woman, circling around him like a little tail, her little mouth constantly chattering.

"It has nothing to do with her."

Li Jingxing stared at her with his dark eyes and said coldly, "Go back, I have something else to do."

As early as Ji Tang decided to go abroad, there would be no possibility between them.

He never waits for anyone.

The man pushed the woman in front of him away with a cold face and walked towards the elevator door. Ji Tang looked back and saw her standing there with tears in her eyes that were about to fall.

The elevator door slowly closed, completely isolating the man's cold and heartless face.

Qiao Yan curled up on the sofa in the lobby. She was wearing a shawl that was brought to her by the lobby manager. Qiao Yan used to be a frequent visitor here, and most of the managers knew her.

Although Qiao Yan is a rich lady, she is not arrogant. She is not amiable and a little mischievous. She can quickly get along with everyone. When she was a bastard in the past, she had many younger brothers under her, and not all of them were rich.

In the past, Li Jingxing didn't let her play with them, thinking that the people around her were all up to no good.

Li Jingxing never looked down upon Qiao Yan's friends.

After this incident, Qiao Yan never brought anyone to see Li Jingxing again.

She held the cup of warm water in both hands, sat on the sofa, watching the rain falling outside the window, the raindrops dripping on the window glass.

Qiao Yan sat on the sofa with her eyes wide open, watching the cold man in front of her walk out angrily with a murderous aura emanating from his body.

Qiao Yan curled up on the sofa. Seeing this scene, she sneered in her heart and felt a little gloating. Oh, the young couple had a fight.

He deserves it for daring to support me.

Tsk tsk tsk, now the truth is revealed, right?

After all, paper can't contain fire.

Why didn’t Ji Tang slap him to death?

Break his lackeys?

Qiao Yan didn't want to go to Tangshui. Although she was the one who caused this incident, the mastermind was Li Jingxing, and it had nothing to do with her.

Who made him want to force a good woman into prostitution?

Ji Tang had better get rid of this bastard, otherwise, he will be annoyed to death again.