it's a target than an idol."You flatter me," Han Bi smiled softly. Ye Fei's gaze lingered on her, his eyes like a pool of autumn water, warm yet carrying a hint of coldness that made her heart stir in..."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. 。ue Ru.Even if Zhao Yuning was lucky enough to have a child, it wouldn't change anything. Chen Xue is his wife and Xiao Nian is his son. No one can shake that, not even Xue Ru herself giving up would w...