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Mo turned the pen in his hand with a blank expression, his voice cold and indifferent.“I don’t think you are willing to get back together with me,” Han Bi said sadly, her eyes fixed on Ye Feimo. Ther..."Hi, kid" 。Mo Chen greeted the children, unsure what expression to make at this unexpected gift he had never met before. Though beautiful, it caught him off guard. 。When fortune cookies fall from the sky, and you happen to not be hungry, you can't bear to eat them, but you don't want to throw them away either. You want to save them for later. That's how Mo Chen feels right now. 。He smiled a little stiffly, trying to convey his good intentions, but he didn't know if Mori could feel it. 。Mo Chen thought about his future. He would continue to work for the Mafia, find the woman he loved, and have three sons and a daughter. After all, his older brother and Mo Xiaobai had no children, so they needed to have children to inherit the Mafia. 。s. She just flopped onto the bed and fell asleep. After a busy day, being able to sleep comfortably was truly a luxury. Yè Fēimò tried to wake her up to change into pajamas, but Wén Nuǎn simply rolled...