or so many years"A warmth ran through her chest, and some thoughts suddenly became clear. It turned out Ye Feimo saw her as a substitute for Han Bi, he loved Han Bi.Not ink, not ink...That day, he ask..."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. 。arrot slowly turning into threads under her knife. Ye Fei Mo put down her tablet and went to find the vacuum cleaner.He looked at the thing he had never dealt with before, connecting the pipes and plu...