Rebirth is evenly matched

A few days later, Cen Xuan still did not receive any entanglement from Qin Yin.

He is well-dressed, wandering around the reception party where his clothes are fragrant and his temples are shining, pushing glasses and changing glasses, and smiling slightly with low eyebrows.

A few wealthy ladies came over and chatted up with him.

He smiles beautifully and is very contagious. There will be shallow swirls on his cheeks. When he talks to everyone, his tone is gentle, and his words and smiles are Yanyan. With unabashed admiration.

"Ah Xuan, Mr. Fu is looking for you."

At this moment, the assistant approached, leaned over and whispered in Cen Xuan's ear, "Right now."

Cen Xuan nodded slightly to show that he understood, and soon after, he found an excuse in a very gentlemanly way, and said goodbye to the ladies.

In the long corridor, he held an empty wine cup and leaned against one side of the window, his cheeks were slightly hot, and his arms and neck began to feel a little familiar itchy.

At this time, he suddenly thought of Qin Yin.

Their separation this time seems...somewhat unusual.

Relying on that man's previous temper, even if he finds help from others, within two or three days, he will definitely have trouble.

But how long has it been, why... nothing happened?

He couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"Ah Xuan."

At the end of the corridor, a man in a suit and leather shoes appeared.

Holding a goblet, he walked over unhurriedly, touched Cen Xuan, then took Cen Xuan's cup, and said with a faint smile, "It's almost done."

"Pay the total."

Cen Xuan did not refute, and smiled slightly, "When did you come here?"

"just."

Fu Jun glanced not far away, paused for a while, as if remembering something, and speeded up his speech, "I advise you not to continue to search for what you said last time, there is no possibility of winning with an egg hitting a stone. "

Cen Xuan fell silent.

He squinted his eyes, and before he had time to say anything, Fu Jun patted him on the shoulder, "There are a lot of things going on, you should pay attention to safety, once Qin Yin dies, the Qin family will definitely not let you go. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he waved to the people not far away and hurried over.

Only Cen Xuan was left standing there, as if struck by lightning.

what... what?Qin Yin died?What happened to Qin Yin?Qin Yin——

He suffocated suddenly, stumbled and ran out.

Halfway through, he took out his phone and flipped through it.

Today's headlines.

The person in charge of the Qin family passed away due to illness at the age of 37. As a result, the Qin family fell into civil strife. What should they do with the huge amount of property and shares?

It was just posted, two 10 minutes ago.

There was a "buzz" in Cen Xuan's head.

That man... is dead?

died?

He... he couldn't be dreaming, could he?

That man... hiss...how is that possible?Really... really dead?

Cen Xuan staggered and ran out, panting heavily and stopped at the corner of the street, took out his cell phone with trembling hands, and called Du Ke.

Having been immersed in the entertainment circle for so many years, he knows that what he sees is not the truth, and what he hears may not necessarily be the truth, so...he must prove it himself.

Du Ke will definitely tell him that this is a fake, a rumor, and...

"A Yin will be cremated tomorrow, do you want to see him for the last time?"

On the other end of the phone was Du Ke's usual gentle voice.

Cen Xuan was stunned, the phone fell and fell to the ground with a "slap".

The surroundings seemed to be silent for an instant, and all the sounds gradually faded away.

Qin Yin...is he really dead?