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

The walls are covered with photos of Qiao Yan, from her birth to her current age of 22, including photos of Qiao Yan as a baby and her one-year-old photo.

The profile of a girl sleeping on the table in high school, and the photo of Qiao Yan wearing a bachelor's gown on her college graduation day.

There is also a photo of a girl wearing a white wedding dress. The photo has signs of being torn. The woman has a broad hand on her waist, and the man's hand has been cruelly torn off, leaving only a broken arm in the whole photo.

This was a secret that Lu Ting had buried deep in his heart, but was discovered by Xu Xingluo.

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Paris France.

As night falls, there are fewer vehicles and fewer pedestrians in the suburbs of the city. A woman in a long skirt with her hair loose is running hurriedly, followed closely by countless bodyguards in black.

She hurriedly ran into a farmer's house and was soon surrounded. Men in black with guns broke in and grabbed her. The woman grabbed the foreign man's arm and cried for help.

The men in black covered the woman's mouth and dragged her out. The leader explained to the farmer in fluent French: "I'm sorry, our mistress has some mental problems."

After that, he handed the man a wad of cash and asked him to keep it secret.

Xu Xingluo was taken back. She couldn’t remember how many times she had escaped, as she was caught every time.

The man took her back, this time to a more desolate place, an unknown island.

As soon as Qiao Yan lay down on the bed, she felt a sudden pain in her heart. She covered her chest, bent over and took a breath.

Qiao Yan reported to Qiao Xin that she was safe. She lay on the bed and looked through old photos. The album contained their youth.

Xu Xingluo's dream is to grow up to be an excellent surgeon.

Qiao Yan's dream is to enter the entertainment industry and act.

Lu Tingshen's dream is to become a senior producer.

Now they have all grown up and none of their dreams have come true.

Qiao Yan held the photo album and looked through the photos with Xu Xingluo. Looking at that face with a bright and sunny smile, her eyes turned red.

If her Luo Luo were still alive, she would definitely be an excellent doctor now.

Qiao Yan fell asleep on the bed holding the photo album. She felt a figure slowly approaching from behind and enveloping her in his arms.

Qiao Yan was awakened instantly. She sat up from the bed with a pale face and shouted sternly, "Who!"

When she was working at a car show, she fell asleep in the employee lounge during the lunch break and a boss got into her bed.

The light in the bedroom turned on.

Li Jingxing supported his hands on her sides, looked down and saw that she looked like she had seen a ghost, with fear and alertness on her face.

He was slightly stunned, frowned, raised his hand and touched her face: "Are you having a nightmare?"

When Qiao Yan saw that it was Li Jingxing, she breathed a sigh of relief, then frowned fiercely.

"Ji Tang didn't look for you?" Qiao Yan asked tentatively.

Hearing this, the man's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. The corners of his thin lips were pursed into a cold straight line, and he sneered.

He raised his hand and pinched her chin, sneering: "I thought so, it turns out there was a little devil behind the scenes reporting it."

Qiao Yan: “…”

Qiao Yan couldn't afford to offend him, so she pulled back the distance between them and smiled falsely: "It's not me, it has nothing to do with me."

"Mr. Li, is this the same sexual liberation between you and Miss Ji?"

"She doesn't care about you?"

Li Jingxing stared at Qiao Yan with cold eyes. He raised his hand and grabbed her delicate neck: "Say another word and I'll strangle you to death."