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After Sensen left, Mo Yao went back to the study alone to read the documents. Recently, he had come into contact with the internal affairs of the mafia again. Mo Ye, Mo Jue, and Mo Chen began to let him know the entire mafia again. For Mo Yao, this was

A very simple thing. What he lost was his memory, not his IQ. It was not difficult for him to take over these things again. He only needed to demonstrate it to him briefly, and all the problems that Mo Chen was worried about at the beginning were no longer problems.

But after reading the document for half an hour, he couldn't stand it at all. He always felt a bit irritable and uncomfortable in his heart. He couldn't understand why he became like this. He didn't reject Sensen, but he just felt that if he were Mo Xiao

A white child will feel a little uncomfortable.

What is Mo Xiaobai thinking? He seems to like this child very much. It should be said that everyone in the Mo family seems to like this child. Everyone likes him and hopes that Sensen can return to the Mo family.

But what about the child’s mother?

Mo Yao looked really irritated, so he simply threw away the document and rubbed his brows tiredly. There was a knock on the door, and Mo Yao frowned. Usually only when he came to his room on November 11, he would knock on the door. No one else seemed to knock.

This is the door to self-consciousness.

"Come in." Mo Yao said calmly and picked up the documents again. He couldn't let his mother know that he was worried about Mo Xiaobai. This would make him feel embarrassed. He didn't expect that the person who came in was not Eleven.

But Mo Xiaobai.

Mo Xiaobai smiled a little bit, and looked a bit flattering. Mo Yao frowned, what was he doing here? He really didn't want to see Mo Xiaobai, so Mo Yao asked with a cold face, "What's the matter?"

Mo Xiaobai had come to see him a long time ago, and he was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he dilly-dallyed for a while. Finally, he felt that it was unmanly to dawdle like this, so he decided to come over. He already felt that he was mentally prepared. Who knew when he came over?

Only then did I realize that it was better not to prepare mentally. In front of such a cold mask like Mo Yao, all the mental preparations were useless and useless.

"Brother, they asked me to come over and help you get familiar with the business." Mo Xiaobai shamelessly carried out Mo Ye and Mo Jue, and Mo Yao said lightly, "It's not necessary, I'm almost familiar with them, so there's no need."

"There are always unfamiliar places." Mo Xiaobai closed the door openly and walked over slowly. Mo Yao's face was actually a bit frighteningly cold, and it didn't look like Mo Yao loved and doted on him.

Mo Xiaobai felt very sad. The boss must be really angry this time.

Mo Xiaobai felt that he needed to explain Sensen's matter, "Brother, it's really none of my business. This child is definitely not mine."

Mo Yao smiled coldly, "Do you think it might be mine?"

"Of course not!" Mo Xiaobai shouted suddenly. When he thought that this child was Mo Yao's, Mo Xiaobai's face suddenly changed. Just thinking about it made him feel uncomfortable. Although he knew that the possibility was relatively small, it was conceivable that Mo Xiaobai's expression changed.

Yao felt so unhappy.

While Mo Xiaobai was struggling, he was also a little happy. Does Mo Yao's behavior mean that he likes her, and it is because he likes him that he is angry and has such a big reaction?

"Brother, are you angry?" Mo Xiaobai asked, with a smile that couldn't be hidden in his eyes, like a cat that was always stealing.

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There were 4,000 words yesterday and 3,000 words today. I didn’t have enough. I will try my best to make up for it. I have to be busy at night. People haven’t installed broadband in the new house yet, so they may not be updated in time. Don’t blame me.

I will try my best to make up for it.

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