Three years later, Zhang Hengye returned to his hometown with his two children. His two-and-a-half-year-old daughter was proficient in 88 Chinese languages, and his two-and-a-half-year-old son was the chief hacker of a mysterious organization. Zhang Hengye held a child in one hand and looked at the beautiful woman endorsing luxury goods on a huge screen at the airport. He smiled evilly, I'm back, are you ready?
This article is purely fictitious and any similarity is purely coincidental. The writing is novice, the plot is bloody, and the characters are shocking. The author is lazy and in the late stages of cancer, so be careful when entering the trap. If you don't like it, don't criticize it.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
