。His phone was full of pictures: photos of Mo Yao, photos of Mo Yao and Mo Chen, photos of him and Mo Yao, and family photos. Although his face appeared in the most pictures, Mo Yao could still see..."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. 。 and all the rest were luxury vehicles. Mo Chen and Mo Xiaobai especially loved cars, each owning several under their names. Added to that were Mo Jue, Mo Ye, and Mo Yao, so the Mo family owned a lot...