Twelve aristocrats

The orange light hit Sheng Yujie's handsome face. This ten-year-old boy who looked like the angel next to God had such a beautiful face, which made An Xiaoruo a little dazed.

Sheng Yuye put down the coffee in his hand, his eyes were as clear as a pool of water, and his pink lips slightly raised an arc: "Xiaojie---since the bet is lost, you still don't go back."

A trace of vigilance flashed in Sheng Yujie's eyes, and he said displeasedly, "Why, do you want to follow the example of the old man and drive me back to England?"

"Did I say I wanted to drive you away?" The blue eyes shining like stars shone with dazzling light.

"Hmph! Let me tell you, if your old man asks you to do this, even if you are my brother, I will not be polite to you." The voice was soft but firm.

Although Sheng Yujie is only a ten-year-old child, he has already learned to pretend and learn all the mature psychology that a ten-year-old child should not have.

Sheng Yuye's eyes dimmed a bit, it seemed that a touch of distress and guilt flashed in his eyes, but it was just an emotion in the blink of an eye, and no one would care about it.

"Go back to the United States! This is not only the condition of our bet, but also everyone's hope!"

"Since I'm back, it's impossible to leave. Do you think I'm still the same person I was five years ago?" The same clear blue eyes were full of hatred, as if people who hated this world were unfair to him.

His existence is destined to change everything, even Sheng Yuye, if he wants to be his first enemy, Sheng Yujie will do anything to defeat him, no one can stop him.

Sheng Yuye's eyes stared at him with a trace of dignity: "Xiaojie, you have to think carefully!!! Once you enter the dcr, you will never be able to come out."

"You dare not!" Xiaojie's handsome face showed disdain.

"You are only ten years old!" Sheng Yujie emphasized his age again.

"So what if I'm ten years old? When I was five years old, I could already take down Asia's number one gangster! Can you do it?" It was provocation, ridicule, and even disdain. He was proud of having such a cowardly brother. shame.

"DCR is different from Asian gangsters!!" Sheng Yuye's tone became a little colder.

"Hmph!! After all, you still dare not!!" Sheng Yujie's eyes gradually deepened.

"Xiaojie..." Sheng Yuye murmured a few words, and pressed the button hidden inside the sofa with his left hand, only to be covered by an iron cage that fell from the sky above Sheng Yujie's head.

"I'm sorry! I won't joke about the lives of that family." The voice was still indifferent but with a trace of guilt belonging to Sheng Yujie.

Sheng Yujie grasped the iron rod made of steel with both hands, and roared angrily: "You are a coward, everyone in the Heiyu family is a coward!!! You didn't let me go five years ago, and you still won't let me go five years later!" go!!"

Sheng Yuye lowered his eyes, and the corners of his mouth were tightly pursed into a line, which seemed to be a bit sad.

An Xiaoruo stared at everything in front of her in a daze, and the two brothers seemed to have an irreversible estrangement.

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