metimes I don't see your comments, and I think you all have left. However, if you look closely, you'll find that you are all still here. 。Yesterday I felt a little bit unwell. 。A writer once told me t..."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. 。.She warmed the food and brought it to the table, beckoning Ye Fei Mo over to eat."What did Dudi tell you" Ye Fei Mo sat down and asked faintly."It's nothing," Wen Nu said truthfully, "He came looking...