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eiMo raised an eyebrow coldly and said indifferently, "It's not about forgiveness or not. Now you are to me like a passerby on the road, there is nothing between us. Han Bi, we ended it long ago. Seve..."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. 。very tired. There wasn't a smile on his face, making him look pale and thin. If it were an ordinary injury like this, Ye Wei would have taken pictures and teased Little White long ago. But this time s...