Shortly after Qiu Mucheng learned of Ye Fan's death, the news soon reached Chen Ao, Li Er and others' ears.

"What?"

"Mr. Chu, have you fallen?"

In the Li family in Yunzhou, Li Er was still leaning leisurely in the girl's arms. He was sucking his feet while pillowing his soft jade warm fragrance behind him. However, when he heard Chen Ao's phone call, Li Er was so scared that he jumped up. The basin of foot washing water was even more overturned by him, splashing his face.

However, this is no longer important.

Now, only Chen Ao's deep words remained in Li Er's mind.

"This...how is this possible?"

"Mr. Chu, has he... actually died?"

Li Er was stunned, lost his mind for a long time, his old face turned pale.

He couldn't believe that a few months ago, Ye Fan, who had just invited all the powerful men in Haiyuan Pavilion, stepped onto the top of Jiangdong in one fell swoop. He fell suddenly?

That feeling is like a passionate symphony that ends abruptly when it reaches its climax!

A legendary boy, who had just revealed his glory, had his light dimmed forever.

Lost, regret, sadness, panic ~

Various emotions swept Li Er's entire heart almost instantly.

These days, Ye Fan has been the dominant Jiangdong, and the one who benefits the most is undoubtedly Li Er.

But now, Ye Fan has fallen.
Chapter completed!