1056 Gold Medal

of him.That was ten years ago...The pain in his heart suddenly intensified, recalling that ten years had passed so quickly. It felt like he had returned to New Year's Eve a decade earlier when young...1056 Bonus Chapter for Gold Subscribers

Mò Chén couldn't help but ask, "Mumu, how did you know I'm the Godfather of the Mafia"

He didn't beat around the bush and asked directly. No matter what, they were family, a belief that Mò Chén firmly held onto. He wouldn't harm his son, never ever. He trusted that Mumu would also not harm him; it was a bond thicker than blood.

Therefore, there was no need to be overly tactful.

Moreover, both Mumu and SenSen were very intelligent kids, not ordinary children who would have too many reservations. He was afraid that they might overthink things, so it was better to ask directly for convenience's sake. Mumu looked up but didn't reveal the truth, "What’s strange about that When Rome had an incident, there was a forum constantly talking about it. The Mafia and counter-terrorism disputes; the Mò family is a Mafia family."

"Which forum" Such forums generally wouldn’t be open for public viewing.

"RPT," Mumu answered the question directly. Mò Chén's eyebrows rose, "Are you a member there"

"No, I just happened to pass by." Mumu said obviously not wanting to say too much. However, what he didn't know was that his father seemed like a very kind and gentle person in front of them, someone who was easy to bully, dripping with kindness.

But his father was an intelligence agent, the head of intelligence, extremely sharp and quick-witted. Since Mò Chén chose this path of intelligence gathering, he had to extract accurate information from a lot of twisted information at the beginning. So Mumu's words gave him another message—what he called "passing by" was actually surveillance and control. As for who ordered the surveillance on this forum, that was unknown.

Mò Chén knew about the RPT forum; it was a terrorist-established forum where Kaka was a member, with several main leaders of the First Terrorist Organization active there, exchanging information. It could be said that out of the top thirty terrorists in the world, twenty were members of this forum, numbering over a thousand members, all being terrorists. This was also why Yè Tiānyǔ could so quickly incite Middle East terrorism and control North American terror crises.

Therefore, only an official organization would monitor such a forum.

In fact, it had to be an official organization without a doubt.

Mou Chen had a very bad feeling, an acute sense of danger that comes with being someone who handles intelligence.

Who exactly was the son sitting across from him

Was he an enemy

But then again, Mou Chen smiled. Even if this man was his enemy, so what Who said that all members of a family had to be part of the mafia There were families where fathers were anti-terrorism inspectors and mothers were terrorists, while children were also involved in terrorist activities—yet they remained a family regardless.

Mou Chen’s concerns and reassurances were hidden behind his ever-unchanging smile. No matter how clever Mu Mu was, when it came to Mou Chen, he lacked the experience necessary to discern anything from him. Even if Mu Mu realized that he had said something wrong and tried to read any reaction on Mou Chen’s face, there would be none.

You could perhaps see something on Mo Yue's face, but you wouldn’t be able to tell anything from an intelligence king unless they wanted you to know.

They finished their breakfast.

Sensen was eager to go play football.

Mou Chen naturally accompanied him, though he didn’t have a tracksuit and going to play in such formal attire would draw too much attention. Mu Mu suggested buying some sets of clothes for washing and sportswear if he were to continue staying there.

Mou Chen gladly agreed; Mu Mu had basically sidelined Gu Babu’s opinion at this point.

When they left, both Mu Mu and Sensen waved goodbye to Nick in a friendly tone. This saddened Nick as it used to be him taking the kids out to play or shopping, but now someone else was accompanying them, and even worse, a man who seemed to leech off his wife.

The man’s mood became increasingly gloomy…

Mumu and Mocken went to a nearby mall and bought two sets of pajamas, two sets of clothes for changing, as well as some daily necessities. Then they headed back home. They played soccer in their neighborhood; there was a large park with a field available for them to play on.

The town also had a clubhouse where many sports activities were held.

Sensen and Mumu both loved playing soccer, and Mocken took them onto the soccer field to run around teaching them how to play football. He was quite good at sports.

Nick looked gloomily at them as they played.

Sensen noticed Nick and had originally wanted to call him over to join in but was afraid Father wouldn’t be happy about it, so he didn't call out to him. When he kicked the ball a little farther away from Nick, Sensen whispered to Mumu, "Mumu, do you think we should call Nick"

They really liked Nick; before Mocken came along, they had always played with Nick together. It was then that Nick used to be the one who would play football with them. At that time, no one knew where Mocken was.

There were many memories between them and Nick.

The children had established a friendly bond with him.

Mumu thought about it for a moment and said, "Don’t call him; he probably wouldn't want to come."

Mocken likely would not approve either. Mumu still found playing with Mocken more exciting. Clearly, Mocken was better at soccer than Nick, so Mumu preferred to play football with Mocken.

So, it’s all about skill.

Mastery of one's craft is the key to success.

The all-purpose man is the most reliable.

When Gu Baby woke up, a warm seafood sandwich was being kept hot for her. She thought to herself that her son was so considerate; he had even learned how to make a seafood sandwich. She felt incredibly blessed.

As soon as she stepped outside, she saw the kids and Mo Chen playing football in the park across from their neighborhood. It was a large football field. Wearing white sports attire, Mo Chen taught Mu Mu and Sen Sen how to pass the ball, his movements graceful and elegant. His smile under the sunlight resembled that of a college boy.

Gu Baby felt a bit lost in thought, unable to help but recall Mo Chen during her university days. She had seen him like this before—dribbling, passing, shooting. She had once been so captivated that she didn't join her friends for meals and watched his matches hungry.

That year, Mo Chen hadn't joined the school's football team but instead took the place of a friend who was injured in a pre-tournament match. Milan absolutely had to win this game because they couldn’t be mocked by other universities anymore.

Hence, Mo Chen stepped onto the field.

Before the official competition, he underwent numerous training sessions on the school's football field.

Gu Baby knew about it and would drag her friends every day to watch Mo Chen’s matches, even getting engrossed in his training sessions.

In those days, Mo Chen was full of vigor. Now that he had changed into sports attire to teach the kids how to pass the ball, he appeared more composed. However, his handsome face remained unchanged, and so did his radiant smile.

As gentle as a breeze.

She thought she had long forgotten those memories, but they suddenly became vivid again. The tender feelings from her youth also resurfaced.

How could she have ever forgotten how much she once loved himned off his phone even when sleeping. Su Man didn't like this gadget and had never worn one himself; if there were any issues, they could contact through satellites."Aren't you already completely cure...