This Bad Luck is Awesome!

"Yeah, just try to keep it down."

After saying this, the woman glanced into the room with envy before leaving.

Chen Mo was about to close the door when he faintly heard the woman’s exasperated voice.

"Look at them..."

Hearing this, Chen Mo couldn’t help but smile.

He went back into the room and lay down, and Pan Kejia immediately stuck to him like a magnet.

"Who was that?"

Her tone was languid, her voice like a kitten’s.

"The neighbor next door. Said you were disturbing the peace."

Chen Mo patted her head and said teasingly.

He had originally thought the neighbor wouldn’t complain until tomorrow.

He didn’t expect them to come over today.

"It’s all your fault!"

Hearing this, Pan Kejia’s toes curled, and she glared at Chen Mo, her pretty face flushing slightly.

"Isn’t this what you wanted?"

Chen Mo chuckled. ’She wanted to carry out the Sage Plan, but she’s such an amateur.’

’Whose fault is that?’

"It’s your fault, anyway!"

Pan Kejia didn’t even dare to look Chen Mo in the eye. All she could do was fume helplessly, opening her mouth to bite his shoulder.

...

The next morning, Chen Mo took a shower and left Pan Kejia’s house.

He left feeling refreshed and invigorated; he’d had a great time "driving" last night.

As for Pan Kejia, she was still sleeping soundly.

She probably wouldn’t recover for a couple of days.

Her Sage plan couldn’t be called a success, but it wasn’t a failure either.

Let’s call it half-successful.

*DING*

"Mr. Chen, your car has been repaired. Should I have someone drive it over to you?"

He had just gotten downstairs and into the Panamera when he received a WeChat message from Manager Zhang.

"I’ll head over now. I’m free anyway."

Chen Mo figured since he had nothing else to do, there was no need to trouble them.

"Alright, I’ll be waiting for you at the dealership."

Manager Zhang replied immediately.

Chen Mo changed the address in his navigation and headed for the 4S dealership.

Before long, Chen Mo drove the Panamera into the dealership’s parking lot.

Just as he got out of the car, he saw Old Liu, the salesperson from before, enthusiastically walking up to greet him.

"Mr. Chen, you’re here! Your car is over here, all fixed up for you."

Old Liu led Chen Mo to his car.

Chen Mo took a look and saw that the area damaged by Ai Yikun had been completely repaired.

Without professional equipment to inspect it, you couldn’t even tell the car had been repaired.

"Not bad. Thanks."

Chen Mo nodded in satisfaction.

"Here are your keys."

Old Liu handed him the car keys.

"Mr. Chen, you’re here. Why don’t you come up for a cup of tea?"

Just then, Manager Zhang also came down and invited Chen Mo up for tea.

"Alright. Thanks for everything this time, Manager Zhang."

Chen Mo took the keys and thanked Manager Zhang with a smile.

The repairs would have cost him at least several hundred thousand out of pocket.

Manager Zhang had waived the fee and had gotten everything fixed for him in just a week.

Regardless of the manager’s motives, he still deserved a thank you.

"Oh, it was my pleasure."

Manager Zhang and Chen Mo went into the office together, where the manager personally brewed a cup of tea for him.

Chen Mo glanced around the familiar office. The last time he was here, the man had compensated him with a large sum of money.

But now, returning here, they had become friends who could sit and drink tea together at ease.

’Goes to show there are no permanent enemies between people.’

’As long as there’s a mutual interest, anyone can be friends.’

Afterward, Chen Mo drank tea and chatted with Manager Zhang for a while before leaving in his own car.

Before he left, he also returned the keys to the Panamera to Manager Zhang.

’Have to say, driving this Panamera for the past few days has been pretty nice.’

He checked the time and saw it was lunchtime.

He grabbed a quick bite to eat outside and got a takeout order for Pan Kejia.

’I really put her through the wringer yesterday. She needs to replenish her energy.’

’Yep, even in my Half-Sage state, I can still remember her.’

’So heartwarming. I’m tearing up.’

He walked out of the restaurant and over to his car, which was parked on the side of the road.

There, he saw a few teenagers in high school uniforms gathered around his car, constantly taking pictures and talking about it.

They must have just gotten out of school for lunch and came over to have a look after spotting his car on their way home.

"This car is so cool!"

"Look it up on your phone, what kind of car is it?"

"I’d love to sit inside and see what it feels like."

"..."

Chen Mo walked over, overhearing the boys’ exclamations of awe.

Seeing these boys, he felt like he was seeing himself and his classmates back at the school gates in high school.

Back then, they had expressed the same awe at a red 911 that drove past the school gates.

"You guys can sit inside and check it out."

Chen Mo said with a smile, holding the takeout for Pan Kejia.

Hearing this, the boys immediately turned to look at him but said nothing.

They didn’t know Chen Mo, nor did they understand what he meant.

Chen Mo smiled without a word, simply taking out his key and unlocking the car.

As the signature headlights lit up, the boys instantly understood that Chen Mo was the owner.

"Mister, we’re sorry, we didn’t know it was your car..."

One of them, very polite, immediately apologized to Chen Mo.

"..."

Chen Mo suddenly fell silent.

’I almost don’t want to let them check it out anymore.’

"It’s fine. Go on, have a seat. I have to leave in ten minutes."

Chen Mo decided not to hold it against a bunch of kids and opened the car door for them.

He wasn’t inviting these boys.

He was inviting his past self.

"Thanks, big bro!"

Hearing Chen Mo invite them into the car, the boys were overjoyed.

’Who says teenage boys don’t know how to read a room?’

’They used the right term of address, didn’t they?’

After that, the boys took turns sitting in the driver’s seat while their friends took pictures of them.

Watching their excitement, Chen Mo completely understood.

What teenager doesn’t have a dream car?

"Thanks, big bro!"

Ten minutes later, after thanking Chen Mo sincerely, the boys left together happily.

Chen Mo smiled and prepared to drive away.

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Just then, someone knocked on his driver-side window.

He rolled down the window, and a face full of Hex-Tech appeared outside.

At the same time, a thick, pungent wave of perfume washed over him, making Chen Mo frown slightly.

"Can I help you?"

Chen Mo glanced at her.

"Hey handsome, can you give me a ride home? I drank a little too much and I’m dizzy."

The Hex-Tech face feigned dizziness, leaning slightly against the car door, her expression one of "come and get me."

"If you’re drunk, go lie down in a doorway somewhere. Someone will come pick you up."

Chen Mo could tell what this Hex-Tech face was thinking with a single glance and scoffed.

"Come on, handsome, do me a favor. Let’s be friends. I want to ride in the passenger seat of a supercar too. I heard sitting in one makes your whole body heat up..."

Seeing Chen Mo ignore her, the Hex-Tech face started to get "feverish" right then and there.

She thought that since Chen Mo was willing to let a few kids sit in his car, how could he possibly refuse her when she was offering herself up on a silver platter?

"You’re not much to look at, but you sure know how to dream."

Chen Mo immediately rolled up the window, and with a ROAR, he slammed on the gas and sped away.

’Such an ugly woman is not allowed in the passenger seat of a supercar.’

"So what if you drive a supercar? You’ve got no class! Those little kids can sit in it but I can’t? Are you impotent or something?"

Watching the 911’s taillights disappear, the Hex-Tech face’s defenses shattered and she started cursing.

On the road, Chen Mo experienced one of the charms of owning a supercar.

The passenger seat randomly attracts women who want to get in, and it makes their body temperature rise, making them want to take off their clothes.

’A Hex-Tech face, of all people, knocking on my window,’ Chen Mo couldn’t help but grumble to himself.

He didn’t mind people knocking on his window, and he wasn’t stingy about letting others sit in his passenger seat.

But they had to have some quality, at least.

He drove to Pan Kejia’s house. This time, he didn’t knock, instead directly entering the code for the door lock.

Pan Kejia had told Chen Mo the code to her place.

It was rather interesting; even her own father didn’t know the code.

But Chen Mo did.

*DING-DONG*

"The door is now unlocked."

Following the electronic prompt, the lock clicked open, and Chen Mo pushed the door and went inside.

He opened the bedroom door to find that Pan Kejia was already awake.

"Good, you’re awake. Here, have something to eat."

Chen Mo placed the food he’d brought for her on the nightstand.

"So you do have a conscience after all."

Pan Kejia was already starving. Seeing that Chen Mo had brought her food, she struggled to sit up.

She leaned against the headboard, picked up the bowl and chopsticks, and started eating.

"I can smell her perfume on you, a crime my nose has committed..."

Just then, Pan Kejia’s phone rang. Someone was calling her.

However, after hearing this ringtone...

Chen Mo shot her a strange look.

’Holy crap, we’re really getting abstract, huh?’