to leave.Ye Fei didn't move his gaze from the square box in his hand. His face was as dark as water, his sculpted features cold and sharp. His phoenix eyes narrowed dangerously, then with a sudden mo..."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. 。take a group photo with Wen Nuan. The name of the stall was clearly visible in the photo. He was afraid of ruining the picture, so he had them take several more shots. He planned to have them printed...