After the divorce, the three little ancestors exploded

"Li Zhenting, if I were you, I wouldn't have the face to find her. You will only make her feel more disgusted when she finds out about it in this way. Love has never been obtained in this way. If you really regret it and want to chase her , then you should think about what kind of sincerity to move her, instead of doing these shameful behaviors, how much you did too much at the beginning, and how much counterattack you have to bear now, this is the truth." Zhu Qixiong continued to be ruthless lash out.

Li Zhenting turned and walked out dejectedly.

Zhu Qixiong stared at his back and sneered.

"President Li." Zhu Dongjin was guarding the door anxiously, and as soon as he came out, he immediately greeted him with a smiling face.

Li Zhenting's face was as dark as a pot, and he didn't even look at him.

"Mr. Li, did Qixiong offend you? Don't worry, I will deal with him in due time." Zhu Dongjin, who is good at observing words and expressions, immediately saw from Li Zhenting's expression that his son must not be as he wanted, and immediately became considerate. Patting his ass thoughtfully.

Li Zhenting turned his head back, with a gloomy face: "Uncle Zhu, I hope that in the future, you Zhu's group will be open and upright, and don't play tricks behind the scenes. If you want to make money and grow, you should fight for it openly. This is just this time, and it will not be an example."

After he finished speaking, he strode towards the president's office.

Zhu Dongjin was baffled. However, although Li Zhenting's tone was warning him, it was also a lot gentler. He probably wouldn't suppress Zhu's company anymore.

Sure enough, not long after, he received a call from Zhu Qiming, who said that the Li Group's funds had been withdrawn and there would be no further suppression.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and left with the two Baobiao, leaving behind Zhu Qixiong.

As soon as Li Zhenting entered the president's office, he fell down on the sofa, pressed his temples with both hands, and closed his eyes in pain.

'Zhu Qixiong, aren't you afraid that the Zhu Group will go bankrupt? '

"If Zhu's Group went bankrupt because Li Zhenting couldn't find his ex-wife and blamed him for suppressing it, then you, Li Zhenting, would become a joke in the business world of the imperial capital. '

'If you don't hand over Shen Ning, I will make it impossible for you to stay in the imperial capital. '

'Is it you who set the laws of the imperial capital?I neither steal nor rob, can you drive me away for no reason? 'Zhu Qixiong snorted.

'Shen Ning is pregnant with my child, are you willing to wear a cuckold?Raise my child for me? '

'If Shen Ning chooses to follow me, who is wearing the cuckold?What are you afraid of raising one more child, when your child calls me dad, how wonderful, a winner in life. '

'Zhu Qixiong, the person Shen Ning loves will always be me, she doesn't love you, what's the point of you being with a woman who doesn't love you? '

'Why do you think she loves you now and in the future?Do you think you are a steamed bun, without you you can only starve to death?If she still loves you now, why run away?What woman doesn't want to be with the man she loves? '

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As soon as Li Zhenting closed his eyes, the confrontation with Zhu Qixiong's soul just now came to his mind in the conference room. There was a tingling pain in his temple, and dense pain in his heart.

He struggled to get up, picked up his mobile phone and dialed Leng Xue: "Leng Xue, release Zhu Qixiong."

"President Li, Zhu Qixiong must know where the young mistress is? Are you going to let him go like this?"

"Let him go." Li Zhenting's eyes flashed with pain.

If Shen Ning doesn't love him anymore and doesn't want to be with him anymore, even if he kills Zhu Qixiong, she won't come out. The most important thing about this is Shen Ning's heart.

"Okay." Leng Xue agreed and hung up the phone.

"Wine, I want to drink." With great pain in his heart, Li Zhenting stood up, walked towards the wine cabinet, took out a bottle of high-quality Moutai that had been preserved for several years, and drank it with his head held high.