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

Qiao Yan looked at him with red eyes, her voice chilling: "I slept with you for free back then."

"You do not want!"

"Now we have to force it."

"Li Jingxing, did you get kicked in the head by a donkey?!"

The man put his hand on her cheek, stood in front of the bed, and stared at her with sinister eyes, as scary as if he could eat her.

Qiao Yan pointed at his nose and glared at him, "Get lost!"

"I won't sleep with you even if a dog bites me!"

The man clenched his fingers tightly, and his whole body exuded a terrifying murderous aura.

"You dare to hit me!"

There was a burning desire in his eyes, and some anger and resistance were hidden in them.

The hormone secretion creates a physiological pleasure in the body, which impacts and weakens the brain's rational restraint.

He thought he didn't care. After not seeing this vicious, domineering and paranoid woman for a year, Li Jingxing never thought about her.

Not even in dreams.

Ji Yanzhi said he wanted to sleep with her, but he actually didn't care who Qiao Yan slept with or who she went to bed with.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol tonight that the atmosphere in the box was too ambiguous.

The moment I saw her, the taut string in my mind snapped.

One year, a whole year.

He lives a good life without Qiao Yan in his world.

He never thought about her, not even once.

After this slap, Li Jingxing's aroused desire disappeared instantly.

He almost forced Qiao Yan to sleep with him just now.

Qiao Yan slapped Li Jingxing so hard that blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth, and the clear fingerprints of his five fingers were clearly visible.

New hatred and old grudges were all thrown out together.

She wanted to slap him again, fearing that this petty-minded man would take revenge on her.

As she is now, he is squeezing her like an ant to death.

When Qiao Yan was obsessed with him before, she loved him so much that even if she couldn't eat him, she would still act coquettishly and hug Li Jingxing's waist and kiss him all over the face.

But I never did anything to force him.

She really liked him and held him in the palm of her hand.

The eldest daughter was used to being arrogant and domineering. She had never served anyone, but she had never ordered him around either. She held him in the palm of her hand and cared for him like a treasure.

In the past, Qiao Yan couldn't bear to hit him.

Qiao Yan cares about Li Jingxing's face more than anything else.

Not to mention such a hard slap.

Who can blame a man for being a beauty? Li Jingxing was born with a pretty face that looks like a restless vixen.

So Qiao Yan fell in love with him at first sight.

Qiao Yan threw the pillow at him: "Get lost! I'm going to hit you!"

"I'll beat you up every time I see you!"

Li Jingxing wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his slender knuckles. He stared at Qiao Yan for two seconds with a cold look in his eyes, as if he was angry, irritated, and had murderous intent.

Qiao Yan's heart trembled slightly, fearing that Li Jingxing would really attack her, and she pretended to be calm.

When a man starts fighting, he is the only one who suffers.

But she couldn't swallow this breath.

Qiao Yan raised her chin high, like a proud peacock, or like a small beast with its fur standing up, ready for battle at any time.

She stared at him warily and fiercely.

Li Jingxing touched his cheek, spat out a mouthful of blood, and looked at her with cold and sinister eyes.

Qiao Yan straightened her back and glared back unwillingly.

Finally, the man got up angrily and slammed the door and left.

The sound of a door closing violently "bang" echoed throughout the presidential suite.

When Qiao Yan saw him leave, she felt limp all over, curled up on the bed, and relaxed.

When she thought of Li Jingxing's behavior, she couldn't help but curse: "Mad man, psychopath."

"I curse you to choke to death even when you drink water!"

Li Jingxing walked down the stairs with a gloomy look in his eyes, like a walking bomb.

Whoever touches it will be blown up.

The man's face was so cold that it could freeze someone to death.

Ji Yanzhi leaned against the elevator entrance and smoked, with a thin wisp of smoke lingering on his fingertips.

He saw Li Jingxing appear in front of him with a slap mark on his face.

He wanted to laugh, but didn't dare.

Hold it in.

Ji Yanzhi stood up, extinguished the scarlet cigarette in his hand, and smiled playfully: "Tsk, got beaten?"

After not seeing each other for a year, he actually thought that this hot-tempered little pepper had turned into a sweet girl.

That gentle and soft little look is really annoying.

Who knows, Little Pepper is still Little Pepper, and her temper is still so bad.

Ji Yanzhi looked at Li Jingxing in surprise: "Qiao Yan was willing to slap you."

Li Jingxing looked extremely ugly.

The man had a hot temper, and he uttered a word with contempt from the corner of his thin lips: "Get lost!"

He was even more thankful that he had not done anything excessive to Qiao Lajiao in the box just now.

Otherwise, this slap would probably fall on his face.

Ji Yanzhi stared at the scarlet palm mark on the man's face and tried to suppress his smile: "She used to be reluctant to scold you, let alone hit you."

"When you get hurt, she will be heartbroken and cry."

The man stroked his burning cheek with his hand, his lowered eyes dark, and when he heard the words, his heart inexplicably moved.

How good is Qiao Yan to Li Jingxing?

So good that I was admitted to the same university as him because of him.

Whenever someone bullied Li Jingxing, she would bring people to teach them a lesson and protect him, fearing that someone would bully him.

She had also run towards him like a moth to a flame.

Afraid that he would go hungry and that his self-esteem would be hurt, she silently stuffed money into his pockets.

Ji Yanzhi couldn't help but start to envy Li Jingxing for having someone who treated him so well, who never left him and didn't despise his identity.

Qiao Yan was so kind to Li Jingxing from the bottom of her heart, so kind to him that all the men in their academy were a little jealous.

But now, they are not jealous anymore.

Li Jingxing was the first man to be slapped in the face by Qiao Yan.

Qiao Yan has a hot temper, but it is only directed at the scum of society and people with low moral character, and she never hits anyone easily.

Ji Yanzhi couldn't stop gloating: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, your face is swollen."

Li Jingxing's face became more gloomy, and he stared at him with cold eyes: "Are you tired of living?"

"I'll give you a ride!"

Ji Yanzhi quickly yelled, "Wuwuwu, I'm sorry. I won't owe you anything again!"

Ji Qian'an walked out of the box in a neat suit. Seeing the slap mark on Li Jingxing's face, he was quite surprised and raised his eyebrows.

"She actually hit you."

Everyone knows that Qiao Yan used to love Li Jingxing.

When Li Jingxing heard this, he became even more irritated and annoyed.

He raised his eyes and gave Ji Yanzhi a cold look: "Don't let me see her in heaven and earth in the future."

Tian Shang Ren Jian is the place of Young Master Ji, and the Ji family in Beijing is half black and half white.

They have never been easy to deal with. Wherever there is easy money to be made or any industry with high profits, the Ji family always has a hand in it.

Ji Yanzhi looked at Li Jingxing's leaving back with a deep and complicated gaze. He glanced at Ji Qian'an and said, "What do you think he meant?"

Ji Qianan smiled and looked in the man's direction: "Who knows."

He raised his hand and patted Ji Yanzhi on the shoulder: "In short, stay away from Qiao Yan."

After saying this, Ji Qianan put one hand in his pocket, turned around and walked away, walking to the door.

He saw a girl squatting at the door with her arms folded waiting for him. The moment she saw him, her eyes lit up and she excitedly greeted him: "Brother."