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

The girl sat on the sofa, looking down at her tablet and playing games. She was always quiet, so quiet that it was easy for people to ignore her existence.

Ji Yanzhi followed the line of sight and saw a girl wearing the imperial capital school uniform.

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ji Qianan with a smile: "You really carry this little brat with you wherever you go."

Ji Yanzhi couldn't help but disdain: "You're almost becoming her father."

The little tail behind Ji Qian'an has been following him since they were in school.

At that time, she was still a tomboy with a mushroom head and a baby face, and was ridiculed by Ji Yanzhi many times.

He didn't calm down until he was laughed at and cried, with tears streaming down his face, and was beaten by Ji Qian'an.

Ji Qian'an raised his eyes and glanced at Ji Yan. He didn't have a sister.

He is the only son in the Ji family. His parents are busy with their careers and rarely take care of him. When he was young, he was taken care of by his grandparents.

When he was in high school, the Ji family bought him a school district house.

The high school that Ji Qian attended was next to a primary school, and Fu Wenxin was sent to live with him at that time.

His grandparents told him to take good care of his sister, and then they left and ran away, leaving him alone to stare at the little brat.

At first, he looked at the little man standing at the door, the little mushroom-headed man with trembling shoulders, red eyes and sobbing non-stop, and the boy just felt annoyed.

He wanted to kick this annoying kid away.

Ji Qian finished his tea, stood up and ruffled the girl's smooth hair: "Say goodbye to Brother Ji."

The girl paused the game, stood up holding the tablet, and greeted Ji Yanzhi obediently, saying softly, "Goodbye, Brother Ji."

Ji Yanzhi waved his hands in annoyance: "Get lost."

Ji Qianan took the tablet from her hand, held her hand and walked out: "Brother will take you to eat delicious food."

Fu Wenxin raised her little face, her eyes sparkling: "I want to eat crab roe casserole."

"Ah."

Ji Yanzhi sat on the sofa and watched the two of them rushing to raise a child.

Another madman was going crazy about his ex-wife, and he couldn't help rubbing his face again.

Li Jingxing banned Qiao Yan, and no one dared to use her. Qiao Yan hid in the basement and could only paint non-stop, as this was her only chance to survive.

She had been painting at home for a day when she received a call from the hospital.

As soon as Qiao Yan walked to the door of the ward, she saw Qiao Xin standing at the door crying in a hospital gown.

"Qiao Xin." Qiao Yan's expression changed slightly and she took a few steps forward: "What's wrong?"

When Qiao Xin saw Qiao Yan's eyes flushed, she felt as if she had grasped the last straw and choked up, "Sister, they are going to drive us away."

Qiao Xin has a bad heart and a weak constitution. She had suffered a trauma before and spent more than half of the year in the hospital.

Qiao Yan looked at the man in front of her and said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Wang, my sister is not in good health and my father is still lying there. Where do you want us to go now?"

The dean looked at Qiao Yan with an embarrassed expression: "Qiao Yan, any hospital in Beijing that accepts you will be in trouble now."

"You have to be considerate of Uncle Wang."

Qiao Xin couldn't help but choke up and said, "Uncle Wang, my dad has always treated you as a friend. How could you treat him like this? My dad helped you a lot before you became the dean."

Dean Wang's face immediately darkened, and his voice became cold and angry: "If I didn't treat him as a brother, would I have risked offending President Li by taking you in for a year?"