dolescence, and with his good grooming habits, even though he was well into his thirties, he resembled a young man in his twenties. His traditionally handsome features were the perfect complement to..."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. 。 Mò took a photo, continued to eat, Wēn Nuǎn picked up his phone to play selfies, she stood up, especially grabbing the 5203 advertisement on the opposite bank, and took several pictures in a row.The...