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

The expression on Lu Tingshen's face instantly calmed down a lot, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said coldly: "He deserves it."

He grabbed Qiao Yan's hand and pulled her out: "I'll take you out."

Qiao Yan looked down at the two hands clasped together, her eyes moved slightly, her brows furrowed, and she pulled her hand away.

I don’t know if it was Mr. Lu’s hint or her own psychological effect.

Qiao Yan always felt that there was something strange about Lu Tingshen.

Lu Ting deeply likes Luo Luo, and Qiao Yan never thought about it in other ways. It is impossible for her to like the man of her best friend.

"I can go."

"You're getting engaged today, just ask the driver to take me."

Lu Tingshen looked at his empty hands with a somewhat lonely expression. He put his hands behind his back and called the driver to take Qiao Yan to the car.

The man was afraid that she would discover something, so he didn't dare to make any big movements. He kept a distance from her, not too far or too close, for fear of scaring her.

Lu Tingshen stood there and looked at her and instructed: "Qiao Qiao, send me a message when you get home."

Qiao Yan nodded: "Okay."

As soon as she finished speaking, her expression suddenly changed, because Qiao Yan saw Li Jingxing standing on the steps with a gloomy face, staring at her, and walking towards her with a murderous look on his face.

Qiao Yan looked at Li Jingxing getting closer and closer, her heart skipped a beat and she ran away.

She got in the car and quickly asked the driver to drive: "Master, drive quickly!"

Li Jingxing watched the car run away in a flash, his face was so gloomy that water seemed to drip out of it, and his whole body exuded a murderous aura, as if he wanted to kill someone.

He looked gloomy and raised his hand to call Li Yi: "I'm at the door, come over."

"Yes, master."

After hanging up the phone, Li Jingxing looked at the man standing in front of him and narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Lu Tingshen looked back unwillingly, his eyes equally frighteningly cold.

Li Jingxing looked at him unkindly and sneered, "You are hiding very deeply."

Lu Tingshen smiled slightly: "What did you say, Mr. Li? I don't understand."

Li Jingxing sneered sarcastically: "Ha~"

He warned with a cold look in his eyes: "Stay away from Qiao Yan."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, tense and confrontational.

Lu Tingshen's smile deepened, and he smiled playfully: "Mr. Li, in what capacity do you warn me?"

"Ex-husband?"

Lu Ting curled his lips deeply, looked at him, and said provocatively: "Qiao Qiao and I have known each other since we were in the womb, earlier than you."

He said: "Our feelings are deeper than you think."

Lu Tingshen's affectionate eyes were smiling. He walked a few steps closer and whispered in Li Jingxing's ear, "Mr. Li, what do you think? If one day you have to choose between the two."

The man had a determined look on his face: "Do you believe it or not, Qiao Qiao will definitely choose me?"

he believe.

Qiao Yan would definitely not choose him.

Li Jingxing's face was filled with bloodthirsty murderous intent, his gloomy eyes were filled with hostility, his chest heaving as he looked at the hateful face in front of him.

He was like an enraged beast, his eyes were red, and he raised his fist and smashed it towards his face!

Lu Tingshen staggered back a few steps, but he did not fight back.

He raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, glanced around to see that there was no one around, and laughed even more wildly.

"Li Jingxing, Qiao Qiao might have chosen you before."

He wiped his hand on the corner of his lips, looking at the furious man, his smile became brighter: "But since the Qiao family was bankrupted by you."