bit.The warm bedroom connected to a walk-in closet. Inside the closet was a wooden staircase, Ye Fei Mo climbed the stairs, lifted the floorboard, and on top of it was connected to Ye Fei Mo's home. F..."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. 。 to happen again; she couldn't risk endangering her companions.The man was about to fire a second shot at her. Wu Shuang raised her right hand, and the blade slashed across his throat. The man died in...