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

Li Jingxing put his arm around her shoulders and gave Ji Qian a warning look: "Don't mess with her."

"I'm really angry."

Ji Qi'an shrugged and looked at Li Jingxing with an innocent smile: "You actually brought her here."

The man's eyes fell on Qiao Yan, with a meaningful look on his face.

Qiao Yan sat next to Li Jingxing and began to look at Lu Tingshen's fiancée. She was standing next to the man, wearing a beautiful red cheongsam.

Qiao Yan stared at the newlyweds, her eyes feeling a little sore.

If Luoluo were still here, she would be the one standing next to Lu Tingshen now.

Maybe they are already married and have a child.

She is also the child's godmother, which was agreed upon between her and Xu Xingluo.

When Qiao Yan's child was born first, she recognized Xu Xingluo as her godmother. When Xu Xingluo's child was born, she recognized her as her godmother.

Li Jingxing turned his head and saw that Qiao Yan's eyes were slightly red, with sadness almost overflowing from them, and his face darkened slightly.

He raised his hand and put his arm around Qiao Yan's waist: "Lu Tingshen is engaged."

Qiao Yan looked at him in confusion: "I know."

The man stared at her, and when he saw her return to her indifferent expression in a second, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he snorted coldly.

Li Jingxing raised his eyebrows slightly: "Aren't you going to go over and congratulate him?"

Qiao Yan looked back at him and frowned: "You seem to be very hostile to him?"

"Have it?"

"Have."

"Maybe I just don't like him."

Qiao Yan was silent.

Li Jingxing has never liked the friends around her, and the man has never cared about them at all.

After Lu Tingshen finished his work and sent his fiancée away, he came out and looked at Qiao Yan: "Can we have a word alone?"

Qiao Yan was about to stand up, but Li Jingxing grabbed her hand and pulled her back. He looked at Lu Tingshen with cold eyes and said, "Director Lu is already engaged. What do you want to say to my woman alone?"

Lu Tingshen's face stiffened slightly. He looked at Li Jingxing with a strange look in his eyes: "Your woman?"

He smiled gently: "Boss Li, didn't you divorce Qiao Qiao?"

Li Jingxing played with Qiao Yan's hand, his eyes seemed to be wrapped in ice: "Don't you know that you can remarry after divorce?"

When the man said this, not only Lu Tingshen was stunned, but even Ji Qian'an and Ji Yanzhi were stunned for a moment.

When Li Jingxing said this, Qiao Yan had already pulled her hand out of his, her face indifferent.

She knew that Li Jingxing would not marry her.

Lu Ting took a deep look at Qiao Yan, lowered his head and chuckled. He stared deeply at Li Jingxing and asked, "Mr. Li, will you really marry Qiao Qiao?"

Because he knew that Li Jingxing wouldn't.

Qiao Yan would never marry Li Jingxing again.

Li Jingxing's eyes were cold and his lips curled slightly: "How do you know I can't do it?"

After saying that, he looked at Lu Tingshen and said, "Besides, even if I don't marry her, she won't be available to others."

It will eventually fall into his hands.

If a man speaks first, it is easy for a woman to fall into a love trap.

The following sentence was enough to shatter the pitiful fantasy that remained in the woman's heart.

When Qiao Yan heard this, she still felt a dull pain in her heart, and she sneered at herself.

The subtext of Li Jingxing's words was that he would not marry her, but his ex-wife, Li Jingxing, was not someone that anyone could get, and she could only fall into his hands.

He didn't necessarily like her that much, it was just a man's self-esteem, vanity and competitiveness that were at work.