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

Qiao Yan put down the water cup, took the shawl and covered herself from head to neck to cover her face, then leaned on the sofa and fell asleep.

As soon as Qiao Yan closed her eyes, she felt a shadow falling in front of her.

Li Jingxing, who had just run out, received a video at the door. The person he was looking for was sitting on the sofa in the lobby with a glass of water in his hand, watching him pass by her without calling him.

The moment he received the video, looking at the woman sitting on the sofa with a look of enjoying the show and gloating, Li Jingxing almost exploded with anger. He clenched the phone in his hand and fell back.

"Qiao Yan!!!"

Qiao Yan's shawl was torn off, and when she opened her eyes, she saw the man's eyes were violent and his expression was very scary.

Qiao Yan was afraid that he would get angry and hit her, so she took a step back, raised her eyebrows and stared at him vigilantly: "What are you doing?"

Why did he take out his anger on Ji Tang when he had a quarrel with her? Was he using her as his punching bag?

Li Jingxing looked at her gloomily: "Who told you to talk nonsense in front of Ji Tang?"

Qiao Yan sneered in her heart, and raised her little face with an innocent look: "Mr. Li, has Ji Tang found out about your mistress?"

Qiao Yan was very proud in her heart and gloated: "Didn't she hit you?"

She looked left and right at his face, and there were no slap marks.

The man's handsome face was still very good-looking, with an upright body, delicate eyebrows and eyes like a painting, a steep chin line, thick eyebrows, a straight high nose bridge, bright red lips, and thick and long eyelashes.

He is truly God's favorite, having been given such a face that is hated by both God and humans.

This troublemaker is really good-looking.

If Li Jingxing didn't have a pretty face, he would bring disaster to the country and the people.

She couldn't be fooled at first.

The more Qiao Yan watched, the more upset she became.

The man's sinister eyes hid a bloodthirsty smile, and he looked down at her coldly: "Why, are you happy that I was beaten?"

He smiled grimly: "That may disappoint you."

Qiao Yan got up and wanted to run, but as soon as she took one step, the man grabbed her waist and hugged her. He held her in his arms, with her hands clasped behind her back. His iron arms almost strangled her chest so much that it hurt.

The man's strong and firm arms were wrapped around her so tightly that it was suffocating and hard to breathe.

Qiao Yan wanted to yell, but he held her in his arms and she couldn't move at all: "Li Jingxing, if you have the guts, put me down!"

The man's dark eyes were cold and his aura was fierce, and he exuded a terrifying and eerie aura.

Qiao Yan was very afraid of Li Jingxing like this.

This was a sign of his anger.

Qiao Yan was forcefully stuffed into the car by the man, and the door was locked with a bang. The sound of the door closing also cut off Qiao Yan's last signal for help.

As soon as the man got into the car, a strong aura hit him in the face, which was intimidating. Even while driving, Li Yi could feel the anger emanating from his master seemed to be burning.

Qiao Yan huddled in the corner, staring at Li Jingxing intently: "Clause 1 of the contract! You can't hit me!"

Even if the man sat in the car with his eyes closed, the horror and anger emanating from inside out was frightening.

When he heard the woman's words, he opened his dark and deep eyes, stared at Qiao Yan, and said in a terribly cold voice: "I really want to strangle you to death!"

Qiao Yan was scolded, and she felt very aggrieved. It wasn't her who caused the trouble, so wasn't he the culprit?

She stood by the window, not daring to approach the violent man, and tried to comfort him kindly, "Mr. Li, I suggest you let me go."