268. Life Is My Person, Death Is My Dead Person 4

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It is said that his father was just a small section chief in a company, while his mother was frail and died when he was in his teens.

He was such a man with an ordinary background. He did not study abroad specifically. Although he went to the United States as a publicly funded exchange student for a year during his time at University A, it was not that long.

But he actually achieved something in his career that many second-generation rich people, second-generation officials, and people who had returned from studying abroad couldn't.

This can only mean one thing.

This man's willpower, judgment, and emotional intelligence are all extremely high.

In fact, he still had some thoughts of getting to know this man. This year, he originally had another project that he wanted to cooperate with this prodigy.

He has seen several cases of Xiao Yunnuo's "Promise" brand, and they were all done perfectly. It was impossible to tell that he was a young man of only 27 years old.

But he never imagined that this man had anything to do with his wife.

That's right! A thought flashed through his mind, Xiao Yunuo, his surname is Xiao...

Xiao...

Moreover, it is said that he was born in A University...

Thinking of this, he clenched his knuckles tightly and felt that all the blood in his body suddenly surged to the top of his head.

Ye Xiaoyu, what on earth are you doing behind my back!

If I find that you have betrayed me, I will definitely let you know what it means to not be able to survive and not to die!

If you dare to test my bottom line, I will send you to hell without mercy...

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He looked everywhere for passages to the inside of the stage, but all passages were blocked by thick smoke.

Damn! How could this happen?

If something unexpected happened to Ye Xiaoyu before she even asked her about her relationship with that man, then he would definitely go crazy!

His eyes turned red and he pulled off his coat, regardless of whether it was a limited edition gift from a certain brand for this autumn and winter.

He tore off a piece of cloth, wrapped it in his palm, and smashed down the glass door of a nearby fire emergency facility with his fist.

Although the jacket slowed down the impact, he was still injured and the back of his hand was covered in blood.

He didn't have time to care so much. He took out a helmet and put it on his head. He rushed inside without having time to confirm whether it was still usable.

There seemed to be signs of hell inside the theater, and there was no one around.

The smoke was so thick that an ordinary person would faint within three seconds of entering, but Situ Chenjue was wearing a helmet, and he had physical strength that ordinary people could not match.

He loves sports, skiing, horseback riding, rock climbing, and surfing. Although his private life is very chaotic, he will never spend all his time on alcohol and women.

He understood that those things could kill time and satisfy the emptiness and loneliness, but they were also too much of a waste of time and a drain on fighting spirit.

He needs to have a strong body to be able to cope with any problems that may arise.

He realized it when he was just a teenager.

He is also a genius in sports.

I remember that when he was fifteen years old, he and his elder brother went to participate in an international racing competition.

Originally, he was going to win the championship that time and become famous internationally.

However, at the last moment when he was about to rush to the finish line, he saw his elder brother's car that was following him suddenly stalling.

He knows that he can't be better than his eldest brother. If he achieves better than his eldest brother, his mother will be unhappy. He doesn't want to see his mother unhappy.


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