My family background cannot be said to be very good. My mother is related to Italians and is a very beautiful white man, while my father is Chinese and an out-and-out yellow race. So I am of mixed race, but I am not very similar to my father. Maybe it is because I look like my mother.
To be honest, I don't like my father. He always faces us with a condescending attitude. When he was young, my father killed people, went to jail, sold drugs, and was also a black market boxer. He was always able to save the day from danger. He was always arrogant and proud. Such a father should be admired, but I have not had a good impression of him since I was a child. My father had many women, but his children only grew up with four of us, the eldest, second, me and the sixth.
A very important brother of my father died more than ten years ago, leaving him a small and medium-sized company. Then my father started to wash his hands and start doing business. Facts have proved that my father is indeed a genius. After more than ten years, my father is now an important business tycoon in Europe. But the violent temperament brought in from birth cannot be washed away. Unfortunately, we brothers and sisters all have a little bit of it in us.