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ce you're already here, I haven't done much in Milan these past three days anyway. You probably know it better, so why don't you take me around Then we can go to Rome, Venice... if we have time, maybe..."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 was coming A mixture of warmth and anxiety filled her, and at this moment, she desperately hoped that Feimo wouldn't come. She begged him not to, for it would be a dead end, clearly a trap set by an...