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

Ji Yanzhi sat in the car with a bruised face and nose, accusing Li Jingxing with tears and snot, crying like a bereaved mother: "You beast!"

He looked at Li Jingxing with red eyes and a wronged look on his face: "My parents have never hit me!"

His face was like a wrinkled bitter gourd, and tears were sparkling in his eyes, like two crystal clear gems, looking at Li Jingxing pitifully.

He looked like a bullied little rabbit. His lips trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something but didn't know what to say.

His whole body exuded an aggrieved aura, as if he was a wounded bird, making people want to comfort him.

Although Ji Yanzhi usually looks careless and unserious, he is very decisive when it comes to doing serious work.

He is like a complex of contradictions. On the one hand, he likes to have fun, and on the other hand, he can focus on studying.

His academic performance is very good and he always ranks among the top in every exam. One can't help but marvel at his talent and hard work.

Others need to study hard all day long to keep up on the list, but Ji Yanzhi can easily get good grades while being lazy and laughing all day long.

His hobby is to flirt with the pretty girls in school and he is in love every day.

He only needed to flip through his textbooks before the exam and he would be able to rank among the top ten in his grade despite having dark circles under his eyes.

He has a smart brain, handsome looks and a good family background.

Therefore, Ji Yanzhi has never lacked female suitors since he was a child. Girls have liked playing with him since he was in kindergarten.

He was pampered when he was young, and no one dared to hit him, so he was usually the one who hit others.

However, since meeting this guy Li Jingxing, everything started to become different.

Li Jingxing would beat him up every now and then, and even though he knew he couldn't beat Li Jingxing, he still wanted to provoke him.

I really don’t know who gave him the courage, could it be Fish Leong?

When Ji Qian'an saw his behavior, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he thought to himself that this kid really didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Li Jingxing's face was gloomy, and he sat there motionless, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. There was no expression on his handsome face, only a cold light flashing in his eyes.

He was annoyed by the noise and his head was buzzing.

He was already in a bad mood, and hearing Ji Yanzhi's wailing made him feel even more annoyed.

The man frowned slightly, raised his phoenix eyes, and looked at Ji Yanzhi expressionlessly, his eyes were indifferent, and his slender fingers pointed at his face: "Your face is disfigured."

Ji Yanzhi was terrified and his face turned pale in an instant. He hurriedly took out a small mirror from his suit pocket, immediately put his face against it, and carefully looked at his handsome face.

"My face!" The thing Ji Yanzhi cared about most since he was a child was his appearance. He usually protected his face very carefully, for fear of bumping into it.

He spent a lot of money and time to maintain this face, which is his pride and capital.

If he didn't have this face, how would this suave playboy survive in Beijing?

How to continue his brilliant life?

Ji Yanzhi opened the car door almost subconsciously, got out quickly, and then drove away from the scene in his own car.

He wants to save his face!

Ji Qian'an has long been accustomed to Ji Yanzhi's sudden outbursts. He also cares about his face and takes care of it regularly.

He is also afraid of aging. By then, the gap in generation between him and young people will be too big. When he stands next to his little girl, he will obviously not be like people of the same age, which will easily cause a psychological gap.

Therefore, Ji Qian'an, an old cadre who is as steady as an old dog, pays great attention to maintaining his face and figure and insists on fitness.

But he didn't care as seriously as Ji Yanzhi did.

Li Jingxing has always scoffed at the idea of ​​men maintaining their appearance, especially someone like Ji Yanzhi.

She dresses herself up beautifully every day, attracting many men like a little girl.

If it wasn't his brother, he wouldn't even look at him. He really didn't like men who dressed up flashy.

Ji Qi'an raised his eyebrows lightly: "I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

"You handle the rest yourself."

Li Jingxing frowned and asked, "What are you going to do?"