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ng alternating patches of brightness and darkness. The atmosphere was further enhanced by the storm, making it eerily ominous.Wen Jing ran out of the room, Wen Nuan was about to go back, Wen Jing hurr..."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. 。wanted to have a barbecue, so everyone decided to have one on the beach this evening. The wind was light in the evening and there was no sandstorm, making it perfect for barbecuing. The men had alread...