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the face. Fang Liucheng tightly held onto her hand, Warmth struggling to break free. Her eyes narrowed with fury, while Fang Liucheng's icy voice rang out, "Warmth, you are still more endearing when y..."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. 。 welling up, but they wouldn't fall.She clenched her teeth stubbornly, even if she wanted to cry, she wouldn't cry in front of Ye Feimo.Ye Fei Mo's eyes were cold and menacing. He ignored her tears, h...