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

Qiao Yan lowered her eyes, her features filled with confusion and helplessness. She had not yet raised enough money for her sister's surgery, and could not afford to pay for her father's care.

Qiao Xin's surgery cannot be waited for long. It takes a long time to wait for a suitable heart donor. It is very difficult. Even when the Qiao family was not bankrupt, it took several years to wait for an appointment.

If you miss it, you won’t know when it will be gone.

If Qiao Xin's heart disease relapses during this period, it might cost her sister's life.

The little money Qiao Yan earned from working four jobs was not enough to cover the hospital expenses.

Qiao Yan stood in the dim light of the corridor with a pale face. She felt panic-stricken and helpless. All her relatives refused to see her when she came to borrow money.

The sound of a lighter rubbing against the wall was heard, and when Qiao Yan looked up, she saw the man leaning against the wall.

Ji Yanzhi was wearing a hand-made black suit, his brows were covered with a layer of mist, his pair of romantic and passionate peach blossom eyes were raised, and his fine hair covered his eyebrows.

Young Master Ji held a cigarette between his fingers and leaned his tall body against the wall.

The man's affectionate peach blossom eyes were blurred and deep, and he looked at Qiao Yan with a smile: "I heard that Miss Qiao was kicked out for borrowing money everywhere."

"Are you short of money?"

Qiao Yan was too lazy to play along with him and sneered, "Why does Young Master Ji want to give it to me?"

This is Li Jingxing's brother. When the Qiao family went bankrupt, he and Ji Qian'an also interfered. The three of them were in cahoots with each other and were like snakes and rats in the same nest.

Ji Yanzhi took a puff of his cigarette, exhaled a circle of white mist, flicked the scarlet cigarette in his hand, and stared at Qiao Yan with peach blossom eyes: "Miss Qiao, do you want to come with me?"

Qiao Yan's body felt inexplicably cold, and the chill spread from her fingertips.

She curled her lips slightly and met the man's gaze: "Master Ji, aren't you afraid that Li Jingxing will retaliate against you?"

Ji Yanzhi raised his lips with interest: "It depends on whether Miss Qiao dares to do it."

"I don't care."

Qiao Yan hoped that the two of them would start fighting each other.

She smiled a fake sweet smile: "Okay."

When Ji Yanzhi heard these two words, he was slightly stunned. The cigarette in the corner of his mouth trembled slightly, and his fingers curled up unconsciously.

He didn't expect that Qiao Yan agreed so readily without even resisting.

The man stood up calmly, his beautiful and affectionate peach blossom eyes smiling, and walked out: "Follow me."

Qiao Yan followed him and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

She said nonchalantly, "I still have two jobs to go to tonight, and I will be deducted for being late."

"Master Ji, my time is also money."

Ji Yanzhi sneered, hearing the woman's hint, the man took out his phone with a cigarette in his mouth: "Add WeChat? Transfer money to you."

Qiao Yan gave him WeChat. After adding WeChat, Ji Yanzhi's peach blossom eyes flickered. He transferred 100,000 yuan to her with a cigarette in his mouth: "Spend one night with me. This is the deposit."

Ji Yanzhi is a playboy, a well-known playboy in Beijing, and he is very generous. Qiao Yan doesn't think that she accepted the money simply to accompany him for one night.

Ji Yanzhi wanted to sleep with her.

Qiao Yan tightened her grip on the phone, raised her head, her hair fluttering on her cheeks, and smiled charmingly, "Okay."

villa.

Ji Yanzhi brought Qiao Yan to a private villa. Qiao Yan took a bath, changed into the pajamas given by the servant, and sat on the bed obediently waiting for him.

When this moment really came, Qiao Yan felt indescribably nervous deep down.