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ide table. He had recently liked having her around. He would always take a few documents to the bedroom to deal with, and Wenwen would quietly read a book by his side. Her eyes were bright and focused..."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. 。also injured very badly. Zhuque and Qinglong must blame Wushuang in their hearts. I know, and I believe that Kaka would rather take this shot himself than let Wushuang get hurt even a single hair." 。...