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

"Hold!?"

Ji Yanzhi was frightened. When he came to his senses, he started to curse: "Li Jingxing, how the hell did you get the key to my room!"

"are you crazy!"

He ruffled his hair roughly, looking angry: "You're not sleeping so early in the morning and you're standing next to my bed!"

"I was almost scared to death by you."

Li Jingxing put out the cigarette in his hand, curled his red lips slightly, and smiled coldly.

Ji Yanzhi laughed so coldly and horribly as if he had seen a ghost, and he got goose bumps all over his body.

Ji Yanzhi opened his arms and hugged himself tightly, looking at the man warily: "What are you doing?"

"Rape?"

A man's miserable cry of pain was heard in the room, followed by Ji Yanzhi's angry roar: "Li Jingxing, I'll fuck you!!!"

"I will fight with you!"

As soon as Qiao Yan went downstairs, she was told by the housekeeper that Li Jingxing was on a business trip.

The housekeeper said expressionlessly, "The master is going on a business trip for a week."

Qiao Yan sat at the table and nodded lightly, then took a knife and fork to cut a small piece of steak and put it into her mouth.

After dinner, she took a walk in the villa and read a book for a while.

By the afternoon, she estimated that Qiao Yan should have woken up, so she made a video call to her mother at the perfect time.

The video was picked up, revealing a beautiful and feminine face of a woman, who was well maintained.

Although she is almost fifty years old, her eyes and eyebrows still have the gentle aura of a beauty.

Qiao Yan's mother is well protected by her father.

Although the two of them started from scratch, her mother had never suffered any hardship.

She had no idea what her father had done to Li Jingxing's mother.

Qiao Yan deliberately hid it from her mother because her mother was in poor health and had a congenital heart disease and could not stand any stimulation.

"Mom, where's Xiaoyan? Is he behaving well today?"

Mother Qiao showed a somewhat sad smile on her face: "Your brother had a high fever this morning, so I took him to the hospital."

When Qiao Yan heard this, she took her phone and walked out.

"Butler, I'm going out for a week."

When the housekeeper saw that she was about to go out, he hurriedly asked, "Miss Qiao, where are you going?"

"Have you told Mr.

Qiao Yan now has to report to Li Jingxing wherever she goes, just like the canary he keeps in a cage, and she has to inform him of her itinerary in advance.

Qiao Yan was changing her shoes while squatting and sending a message to Li Jingxing: "I have to go out for something."

"I replied to him."

When Qiao Yan rushed to the country hospital, Jiang Sheng was sitting on a chair in the corridor holding his son.

Qiao Xin still had to go to school and go to the hospital regularly for heart checkups. She was afraid that her eldest daughter would be under too much financial pressure, so Jiang Sheng took her younger son back to her hometown.

Qiao Yan walked over and held the little guy in her arms. The little guy was cute and white, with fair skin and a pair of big eyes like round grapes.

A small, soft and sticky one.

The little guy is two years old this year, but he is smaller than his peers and looks thin and small.

Jiang Sheng frowned: "I've finished giving him the infusion. He has to come again tomorrow."

The little girl smelled a familiar scent, opened her eyes and saw Qiao Yan, staring at her sister without blinking.

He blinked and reached out to touch his sister's mouth, as if it were real.

The little guy happily hugged Qiao Yan's neck and rubbed it obediently.

"Jojo."

A familiar voice sounded behind Qiao Yan. Qiao Yan turned around with Qiao Yan in her arms and saw Lu Tingshen, who was dressed in a neat suit and surrounded by a group of men.