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

"Go back with me."

"it is good."

The car drove all the way to the old house of the Qiao family. Qiao Yan held Qiao Yan and applied medicine to him. The little guy lay in her arms and sobbed, with fear all over his face.

The car stopped.

Li Jingxing looked at the crying kid with a cold face: "I'll give you fifteen minutes."

There was a layer of gloom and coldness between the man's eyebrows. He was playing with the lighter in his hand carelessly, and his voice was cold: "If it's beyond this time, I will pick you up in person."

Qiao Yan pursed her lips, got out of the car holding the child, and sent the little guy back.

After walking a little further away, she touched the little guy's head and said, "Xiaobao, don't tell mom about what happened just now."

"Mother doesn't like him."

She gently instructed: "Just say that I just met a lunatic from a mental hospital and he has been caught by the police."

The little guy had a pale face and there were marks of being pinched on his delicate neck. He nodded with tears in his eyes.

Qiao Yan's mother used to dote on Li Jingxing. Because he was homeless and an orphan, she treated him like her own son and gave him all the good things.

Jiang Sheng is sometimes nicer to Li Jingxing than Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan sometimes felt jealous and asked her mother whether Li Jingxing was her biological son or she was her biological daughter.

Jiang Sheng always smiled and touched her head: "Silly girl, mom loves him, and she loves him too."

"Mom hopes he'll be nicer to my daughter."

The Qiao family went bankrupt, and the last thing her mother wanted to see was Li Jingxing.

Not to mention that Qiao Yan is now a man’s mistress.

This is an insult to the Qiao family. If her mother knew about this, I don't know what she would do. Would she feel sorry for her daughter or blame herself for dragging her daughter down?

Qiao Yan sent the little guy home without staying for too long and turned to walk out.

The little guy chased her out. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the corner of Qiao Yan's clothes. With red eyes, he looked up at Qiao Yan and cried, "Sister, will he hit you?"

Qiao Yan bent down and squatted in front of him, raised her hand to wipe his tears, and smiled gently: "No."

She touched the little guy's head and said, "Be good, come in."

The little guy pinched the corner of her clothes with his hands, holding back tears in his eyes. He raised his eyes firmly and said, "Sister, when I grow up, I will protect you."

Qiao Yan was only two years old, but he was smarter than his peers. He knew that the man had taken over his sister and was not good to her.

That scary, scary man is not a good person.

He is not kind to his sister.

When he grows up, he will defeat that man and take his sister back.

The corners of Qiao Yan's eyes instantly turned red. She reached out and hugged the little guy, saying in a hoarse voice: "Okay, when you grow up, protect your sister."

Jiang Sheng saw Qiao Yan running out with his short legs chasing his sister, so she also followed him out and saw the brother and sister hugging each other at the door.

Jiang Sheng smiled helplessly: "He is clinging to you now, sitting at the door every day and saying he is waiting for his sister to come home."

She shouted, "Xiaobao, don't waste your sister's time, come back."

The little guy walked back step by step. When he saw Qiao Yan's gradually disappearing figure, a tear fell.

Later, when he grew up, he realized how difficult his sister's life was.

What he could never forget in his mind was Qiao Yan's leaving back.

Next to the pitch-black Maybach, a man leaned against the car, holding a scarlet cigarette between his slender fingers. His tall and straight body seemed particularly cold and indifferent standing in the cold and silent night.