Rebirth is evenly matched

It rained heavily in the early morning, and it wasn't until the sky was slightly eclipsed and the sun was rising that the haze was gradually dispelled.

On the high top floor, a young man with gloomy features sat by the French windows, holding a burnt cigarette with his fingertips, and lowered his eyes slightly.

"It's going to burn."

Someone came slowly behind him, went around, grabbed the cigarette, extinguished it and threw it into the trash can.

The young man has thick eyebrows, big eyes, and regular facial features, but his skin is sallow, and there is a hint of gloom on his whole face. When people look at him, he can't help but feel a little strange and impatient.

"You came."

He yawned, relaxed his body, leaned back, and looked lazily, "As you wish, I missed. Qin Yin is really good, and dare to bet his own life."

"I'm not afraid... Is he really dead?"

Qiao Hui sat down beside him and poured himself a cup of tea.

It's all chilled out.

He still took a sip, put it down, and sighed, "My mother said, tell you to go back and don't stay here."

"Hate blinds a man's eyes."

Hearing this, the young man with a gloomy face sneered and raised his eyes, "What about my mother? Cousin, did she just die in vain? The Qin family, and Qin Yin, those people...don't deserve to die?"

He took a deep breath, as if remembering something, tightened his fingertips a little bit, and gripped the back of the sofa.

"If I don't get the Qin family, then I will destroy it."

"Nobody gets it."

It's hard to get, but easy to destroy, the truth in this world is always like this.

Qiao Hui frowned, listened to his non-stop babbling, then bent his fingers, and tapped on the coffee table lightly, "Xiao Yun, you now have shares. As one of the shareholders of the Qin family, you are considered a adopted son by the old man of the Qin family. , what else are you dissatisfied with?"

This kid... is really too stubborn!The hatred in his heart was too deep to be resolved for a while, so it was easy to cause trouble.

Take this incident of the bridge collapse that was exposed this time, I am afraid that this kid has something to do with it, but he dared to interfere in it so blatantly, it was obviously because he had planned an escape route for himself, or found a suitable scapegoat.

Hearing this, Qiao Yun squinted his eyes and didn't speak.

After a long time, he turned his head and looked at Qiao Hui, with a strange smile on his lips: "Why... You didn't report me to Qin Yin? Let Qin Yin know, I'm the one behind it?"

Qiao Hui was very close to the doctor next to Qin Yin, and Qiao Yun knew that he was also Qin Yin's psychiatrist, adjusting his mental state.

That's why Qiao Yun never fell out with Qiao Hui.

If one day, he can take Qiao Hui down and let Qiao Hui completely stand by his side, then it will be very easy to bring down Qin Yin.

Qiao Hui stroked his forehead and shook his head, "I'm afraid you're not stupid, do you need to say that?"

"Qin Yin is not a fool. If you make such a fuss, you're probably not far away from going in."

He looked at this cousin who was much younger than himself, and remembered his mother's instructions. He sighed long and raised his hand to his forehead.

"At that time, if Qin Yin makes a move, then I can't keep you."

During this gap, Qiao Yun answered a phone call, and heard what the person on the other end said, his expression suddenly turned gloomy, cold and stern.

"Okay, I get it, let's do this for now! If he finds me, let him come to me directly!"

At the end, Qiao Yun's tone was extremely irritable, he hung up the phone, half-closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

A lot of things have to start slowly.

All plans will follow the trajectory.

"I have to go."

Qiao Hui sat for a while, then ordered breakfast, and when she was full, she tossed the remaining buns to Qiao Yun, and wiped the corners of her lips gracefully.

"Xiao Yun, there is one thing you have to think about, no matter how much you fight for your things, it is an internal matter of the Qin family, but Du Ke, you must not touch it."

"Our brotherhood, I hope it can continue."

He stood up and patted Qiao Yun's head affectionately. Like when he was a child, he was kind and gentle to him, but with a bit of a sense of sternness as an older brother.

Qiao Yun raised his head just now when he heard this, with a smile in his eyes, "I know what you mean, don't worry! I will remember."

At this moment, he didn't need to provoke Qiao Hui, who was already inclined to his side. After all, this person might become his help at any moment in the future.

I hope one day-

Qiao Yun closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Even if he couldn't succeed, he still had the determination to die, and leaned on Qin Yin's half-dead body, for a while... he still couldn't be found.

He stood up, took out a blank piece of paper on the desk, and slowly wrote Qin Yin's name.

Soon, soon.

The Qin family is his, and the Qin family is also his. He will make those people return all the hardships and hardships they suffered when they were young!

The heavy rain outside the window has just stopped, and the sun is rising, slowly and warmly, and the sun shines brightly through the dark clouds.

Qiao Hui sat in the car, lit a cigarette, and was also very irritable.

After so many years, he felt that this was the first time he had doubts about himself. Is everything he did... meaningful?

Which side is he on?As for Du Ke, how far can he do it?

If Qiao Yun came to the end and really wanted to die, what would be the result?Is it true that Du Ke will not be affected?

Qiao Hui took a deep breath, and the lights and shadows flashed quickly in his mind, scene after scene, making him unsure of anything.

After all... in a madman's world, everything is too unpredictable.

At this moment, Du Ke's phone rang.

Qiao Hui adjusted his mood, quickly pinched the cigarette, and picked it up.

"what happened?"

He tried his best to make his voice sound peaceful and quiet, so that Du Ke could not hear anything unusual, but the hoarse throat still made Du Ke hear something different.

When he smokes, his throat tends to become hoarse.

"Where are you?"

Du Ke felt something was wrong when he heard it, and his voice suddenly became serious, "What are you doing?"

Qiao Hui paused, and his tone became softer again, "I have dealt with some matters, and you know that there is no way to deal with entertainment matters. I have to smoke another one."

His throat is not very good, it is always inflamed, his lungs are not very good, congenital, and his immunity is worse than that of ordinary people, so on weekdays, Du Ke always gives repeated orders, staring at him not to smoke.

He didn't dislike such a feeling at all, he just felt comforted.

In fact, in this world, it is also a kind of happiness to be constrained by people's thoughts.

"Come to the hospital now."

Although Du Ke's tone was still gentle, he could still hear a bit of displeasure, he was always such a gentle person, even when he was displeased, his tone was soft.