Rebirth: How A Loser Became A Prince Charming - Chapter 404

Chapter 404

 The beauty left . The final scene and a second beauty, which was not inferior to Julia by any means, were waiting for Qin Guan .

 Drew Barrymore looked at Qin Guan with a mocking expression . The power of the tabloids had taken effect already .

 Qin Guan was grateful that Cong Nianwei never read entertainment newspapers . Otherwise, his acting career would come to an end .

 The last scene was shot on a sunny day at a small town with a wonderful view . It was Qin Guan and Drew Barrymore’s wedding ceremony, which would mark the end of his dark past and the beginning of his new life .

 Qin Guan and Drew Barrymore walked out of the church slowly, hand in hand . They were wearing a pure white wedding dress and a formal suit .

 White doves flew in the sky above them as the church bells chimed .

 Meanwhile, in the graveyard beside the church, some people were about to bury a fresh corpse .

 It was Julia . His bride was smiling in her wedding dress, while the other girl was about to be buried .

 When they got in the carriage, Qin Guan decided to confess everything to his wife . Holding her hands, which were in pure white gloves, he said seriously and carefully, "Drew, I used to work for the CIA . "

 He was afraid to tell the truth, but he was eager to be understood by others .

 "I have killed many people . Are you listening to me?"

 His lips were trembling, and his eyebrows were furrowed . His long eyelashes were hanging low . His wife had stopped smiling . She was staring at Qin Guan in shock and horror .

 Then suddenly, she started laughing . "Ha ha ha . . . "

 The girl burst into unrestrained laughter, baring her white teeth .

 Qin Guan felt awful . He blinked as his wife kept laughing like crazy . Her long pearl earrings were swaying back and forth .

 He sniffled and sat up straight . "Ha ha ha!" Qin Guan turned his head around . She was still laughing . He turned around again, but she still kept laughing .

 Fine, let's laugh together . Qin Guan grimaced awkwardly, exposing his own teeth as he exchanged a glance with his wife .

 Okay, forget what I said . It was a joke .

 As time went by, three old men, each of them holding a gun, were looking back at their lives . They could recall what they had done, what kind of people they used to be and what dreams they had harbored as young men .

 The winner was the one who didn't commit suicide .

 This was Chuck's latest show and the last scene of "Confessions of a Dangerous Mind" . They had nothing to do with Qin Guan .

 That was a common shooting process . Maybe they would never see each other again after the farewell toast . Amid the large film industry, only a small group of people could find new work anywhere at any time .

 Qin Guan was working in his store after being forced by Cong Nianwei . He Ming and Lan Jin had sent them the first goods .

 They had bought beautiful rattan Chinese baskets and a red carpet for the entrance . Their design paradise would be open soon .

 When the J Clothing store opened, Guo was idling about, admiring the products in the small store . In his opinion, they could bring something new to the city .

 Several designers were standing by the entrance, attracted by the proud name of the store: Beauty of the World .

 Lan Jin was carrying merchandise out of his car . He had been forced to work as a labor worker for free .

 "Hey, careful! Teacher Rong's goods are worth their weight in gold!"

 Lan Jin grimaced and collapsed on a deck chair by the entrance . He sneered as Qin Guan took out the products one by one .

 "I’m not blaming you, but just look at that rubbish! Your Teacher Rong is mediocre . "

 You try and say that before her .

 "Look at this! A wooden mask! Why did you ask me to carry it from so far away?"

 Cong Nianwei cast a supercilious look at him . "It's a Nuo Opera [1] mask . You have forgotten your ancestors . "

 As she hung the wooden mask on the wall, she explained its history .

 "These masks are even older than tattoos and colored drawings . They showed the actors’ expressions by using the five sense organs and different decorations . It was typical plastic arts . Look at the smooth lines . . . They are full of beauty, ferocity, savageness and moral integrity . "

 The masks looked as if they were alive . A gentle middle-aged man at the entrance spoke up when Cong Nianwei was finished .

 "How much does it cost?" He pointed to the first mask .

 "500 dollars . "

 Lan Jin held his breath .

 The man's eyes were fixed on the mask . Despite the mess inside the store, he picked it up without hesitation .

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