r parked downstairs. It was a black Rolls-Royce, exuding an air of nobility and grandeur. This man was elegant in everything he did, from his words to his actions, even the way he smoked was incredibl..."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. 。. 。Seasonbing answered the phone, Mo Xiaobai deeply reflected on and apologized for what happened this afternoon. Seasonbing said, "You were really strange today. Even if you didn't like me and Pike...