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his child was… Tang Shuwén's eyes darkened even further, a turmoil churning in his heart, a child…"Getting impatient" he sneered, walking closer. "Tang Shuwen, do you think you can live happily ever..."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. 。o to the United States with them, taking the same route. Who knew Mo Yao had something to attend to and stayed behind, leaving Mo Xiaobai no choice but to wave goodbye and say a warm farewell. The nex...