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the web. By pure coincidence, he stumbled upon Chen Xue's Weibo page. The photos were beautiful, and the Weibo owner's tone of voice was very gentle. He could imagine her smiling as she typed her mic..."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. 。She didn't know about Han Bi and Ye Fei Mo; he had never told her anything. All she knew came from Han Bi piece by piece. This feeling was very unpleasant.“Let go!” Wen Nuan said coldly, waving her ha...