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ad long since tipped, becoming equally heavy on both sides. If he couldn't take care of everything, he could only choose to protect his wife and son.Snow like…Even though he wasn't madly in love with..."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. 。the tombstone in worship.Ye Fei Mo had been watching from behind, his gaze sweeping around before settling on the woman in white. She seemed to have no expression, only looking at Wen Wen's warm back...