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ppearance that caused her misfortune today. It's understandable that she's angry and resentful." 。Anyway, both Xiaonian and I are fine. Let's just drop this matter. Making a big deal out of it will o...Mo Chen finally waited until Gu Bao's injuries improved. He was almost eager to pack and bring Gu Bao and the children back to Qianyundao. From Zhou Muhua, Mo Chen knew that Mu Mu was the one who had blackened Mo Xiaobai that day. He had been mentally prepared for this news and didn't show too much surprise. He accepted it calmly. He didn't know if Mu Mu was in Mo Xiao's team. He didn't ask Zhou Muhua to help investigate Mu Mu. He himself was a master of intelligence and wanted to find out about his own son without borrowing anyone's hands.

As soon as Sen Sen got on the plane, he was amazed and ran around everywhere. "Daddy, I've been on a plane before, even first class, but it didn't have such good equipment. Wow, there's speakers and even a treadmill! Daddy, what kind of plane is this"

Gu Baobei was also very surprised. She had never sat on such a high-class private jet before.

Mu Mu, on the other hand, was not at all surprised.

Mo Chen hugged Sen Sen and sat down, "This is Daddy's private jet. Do you like it"

“I like it!” Mori looked excitedly at his father, “I like it so much, Daddy, I want one too.”

"When you're eighteen, Dad will give you one." Mo Chen said, his son's requests must be fulfilled, Gu Baobei pursed her lips, this was too extravagant, too extravagant.

How many private jets does our family have

"Five," Mo Chen chuckled lightly. "That doesn't even include the helicopters. These are private jets, all the latest models, all commercial airliners developed by the First Terrorist Organization, specifically for those at the top of the pyramid."

When this thing was first developed, Ye Wei found it strange. The fact that a terrorist organization could come up with a gunless plane was a miracle, who knew that this passenger plane was also a weapon, and a very versatile one. That's why almost all buyers were arms dealers.

Gu BaoBao wasn't as happy as SenSen. She kept holding onto Mo Chen, asking him questions this way and that. Deep down, she felt a sense of unease, unsure if her journey was the right choice or not, uncertain about what to do next.

"You didn't sleep well yesterday, and you still have a long way to go home. Why don't you take a nap inside" Mo Chen said softly. Gu Bao also felt sleepy, so she went into the room to rest. The room was furnished very luxuriously, and she couldn't help but think, "It's really nice to be rich."

Sen Sen was playing games, Mu Mu sat alone watching the blue sky and white clouds outside the window. Mo Chen came and sat across from him. He needed to talk to Mu Mu, but Gu BaoBao hadn't admitted him yet. He didn't know if Mu Mu thought of him as his father in his heart, so he had to be especially careful with his tone. Mu Mu was different from Sen Sen. He looked at Mo Chen and raised an eyebrow, asking, "What is it"

"We've lived together for so long, and you've never called me father!" Mo Chen smiled gently.

Mumu said, “Screaming or not screaming won't change anything.”

Mo Chen's heart leaped with joy. His meaning was very clear, no matter what, you are my father, this cannot change. With this premise in mind, Mo Chen felt a little more at ease. "Sen Sen said that you are very good at making money, can you tell Dad what you do for a living"

Mu Mu furrowed her brows, looking at Mo Chen, unwilling to answer. Mo Chen said, "I have no other meaning, just concern for you."

"Don't worry!" MuMu turned her head away. "I'm fine."

Mo Chen let out a hearty laugh. "You know, kids like you, smart and precocious, think you're always right, but that's not always the case. It wouldn't hurt to listen to adults sometimes. Your father might not be as smart as you, but he's lived a full life and has experienced everything. At least I can offer you some advice, can't I I have some experience to share, to tell you which way to go in the future."

Mu Mu didn't speak, after a long while he finally said, "The work on the internet."

Mo Chen smiled, "There are many kinds of jobs on the internet. What kind of job is it Is it gaming"

"I don't believe you haven't looked into it yourself. You're only asking because you suspect me, aren't you" MuMu's face was displeased.

Mo Chen said, "I'm very suspicious of what you do for a living, even suspecting that you work for the government. But Mu Mu, Dad didn't investigate you. Dad is sitting here asking you because you are my son. I won't investigate you. I would rather believe that you will trust me and tell me."

Mo Mo quickly lowered her head. Sen Sen looked at them, pouted her small mouth, and ran to another seat, avoiding being caught in the crossfire.

"Really" Mumu asked in bewilderment.

Mo Chen nodded, "Really!"

"I'll take you home," Mo Chen said, his face solemn. "Do you know the kind of danger I'm in Qianyun Island is very secretive. There are detectors underground and above ground. Government personnel can't detect our location. We have already lost a home, bombed to ruins. Because of this bombing, we lost many brothers, comrades, and relatives. If Qianyun Island is discovered again, there will be another similar bombing. Then, the dead could be me, your uncle, the young Yuan Que and Nian Hen, or even my parents, your grandfather and grandmother. Mu Mu, people are made of flesh and blood, not steel. They don't have three heads and six arms to withstand bullets and bombs. We will die, do you understand"

"No one is making you die." MuMu said in a low voice.

Mo Chen said, "If you work for the government, there's a tracker on you. I can tell you honestly, they can't track down Qianyun Island because the rays will hide the signal from your tracker from the moment you get on the plane, the signal is lost. But you are smart, you will remember the coordinates, so I dare not take the risk. Dad sincerely wants to have a talk with you once, don't do anything that makes us all regret it, okay"

"In the end, you still don't trust me, that's why you're talking to me," MuMu said without looking at Mo Chen. She clutched her cup, her knuckles white.

Mo Chen said, “No, I believe in you that’s why I’m talking to you, MuMu. I don’t care what kind of work you do, even if you really are working for counter-terrorism, even if you’re a government official, I don’t care. That's your own choice. If you feel like this job is enjoyable and meaningful to you, then I won’t stop you. All I want to tell you is, don’t hurt your family.”

"It's not what you think!" MuMu said in a slightly sharp voice with a hint of grievance, but then fell silent. Mo Chen raised an eyebrow and looked at his son's silence. He couldn't help feeling a little sad.

Mu Mu hesitated for a moment, then whispered softly, "I won't hurt you."is a completely different world from her life.She had never imagined that one day she would be invited by the FBI, and in such a humiliating way. The elegant man continued, "This is an underground int...