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

He didn't shout.

The bad guy who bullies his sister, the little guy hates it.

Seeing that the little guy didn't cry and didn't seem angry, Li Jingxing pulled his lips into a smile and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Qiao Yan was terrified when she saw this. She took a step forward and quickly snatched Qiao Yan from the man's arms, guarding against Li Jingxing as if he were a chick.

The man saw the defensiveness in her eyes, and his heart sank for a moment. He put one hand in his pocket and stood up straight with an uncertain look: "Why? Are you afraid that I will kill him?"

Qiao Yan hugged Qiao Yan tightly. She put her hand on the back of the little guy's head and pressed him into her arms to avoid any chance of communication with Li Jingxing.

Seeing this, the man sneered and played with the lighter in his hand: "If I really want to kill him."

His tone was mocking and arrogant: "Do you think you can defend yourself?"

Qiao Yan pursed her lips tightly and tightened her fingers a little, because she knew that if Li Jingxing really wanted to kill Qiao Yan, he would have many ways to make a child under the age of three die.

"Come back with me." The man said in a cold tone.

Qiao Yan pursed her lips tightly: "Wait for me to send the child back."

"You've been running away secretly for three days. How should I punish you?" He raised his hand and pinched her chin. Qiao Yan turned her head away with a hint of disgust in her eyes.

That trace of disgust made the man's face turn cold. He applied a little more force with his fingers. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his arm. The little guy opened his mouth and bit his arm viciously.

Seeing the man's face becoming increasingly cold and gloomy, and he was about to attack her, Qiao Yan's face changed slightly, and she shouted sternly: "Xiaobao, let go!"

The little guy clenched his teeth tightly and refused to let go. He only let go after hearing Qiao Yan's words. A deep tooth mark appeared on Li Jingxing's arm.

The little fellow's eyes were blazing with fire. He stared at Li Jingxing with a pair of round eyes, and said fiercely, "Bad guy!"

"Don't bully my sister!"

Li Jingxing narrowed his deep eyes slightly with a sinister look. The little guy trembled and was a little scared when he was looked at by that scary look.

But thinking that he was the only little man in the family, he glared at him with a murderous look in his eyes.

The man covered the teeth marks on his arm, his eyes gloomy: "Not bad, worthy of being a descendant of the Qiao family."

The Qiao family is vicious, they are worthy of being Qiao Zheng's offspring.

"I want to see how long you can last."

"Don't let me down, kid."

Li Jingxing curled his lips in a half-smile, his eyes were cold, and a murderous intent was already emerging in his eyes.

The man raised his hand and grabbed Qiao Yan's neck with one hand, pulling him out of Qiao Yan's arms.

The man almost snatched it by force, and Qiao Yan held on to it and refused to let go. The little guy's arm was pulled so hard that tears came out of his eyes, but he still didn't say a word.

Seeing Qiao Yan crying bitterly with tears streaming down her face, Qiao Yan had no choice but to let go.

"Li Jingxing!!" When Qiao Yan saw the man carrying Qiao Yan and walking towards the window, she was so frightened that her heart tightened. She widened her eyes and shouted in a heart-wrenching voice.

"do not want!"

The little guy was also crying, and his whole body was shaking with fear, but he still refused to give in and did not beg for mercy from the man.

Li Jingxing had a sneer on his icy face as he lifted the little ghost in his hand out of the window, leaving his entire body hanging in the air.

The little guy's face turned pale with fear, tears kept falling, and his whole body was shaking with fear.

The man turned around and gave her a cold smile: "Tell me, if I throw him down, will he become disabled?"