This Bad Luck is Awesome!

"I just randomly picked 10 sets of numbers, but the vendor made a mistake on one of them. In the end, that’s the one that won the grand prize."

Chen Mo smiled and explained the situation to them.

"This luck of yours..."

After listening to Chen Mo, Mr. and Mrs. Chen were a bit at a loss for words.

Their son’s luck recently had been almost too much to believe.

First, he ran into a spy and got a 500,000 reward.

Then he found a rich man’s kidnapped son, earning a 3 million reward, plus the gifts the family sent.

And now, for helping an old woman, he’d received 3 million from her children as a thank-you, along with all these valuable gifts.

He even casually bought a lottery ticket and won 5.5 million.

That all added up to 12 million.

’So, in other words, their son had made 12 million in just a few months?’

’He was a multi-millionaire?’

It felt like they were dreaming; they found it hard to believe.

But the crucial part was that every sum of money was backed by news reports or photos. No matter how much they couldn’t believe it, they had no choice but to.

"I have money now, so spend what you want and buy what you want."

Chen Mo smiled and told them not to pinch pennies, but to spend, use, and buy what they wanted.

’Isn’t that what money is for, anyway? To be spent?’

"We earn enough money for our own expenses. Why would we need to spend yours?"

Mrs. Chen had recovered from the initial shock. Her doubts dissipated, and she began to chat and laugh with Chen Mo.

She had no intention of spending Chen Mo’s money; she was just happy that he was doing so well for himself.

It did, however, take a great deal of pressure off her.

Before, she and his father had always been focused on saving up more money to help Chen Mo out when he got married.

But now that Chen Mo had his own money, he probably wouldn’t need their help.

That meant the money they earned would be enough for their own expenses, and for them, that was no pressure at all.

"Well, I’ll leave it up to you."

Chen Mo knew what his parents were thinking, so he didn’t press the issue.

He planned to transfer another 500,000 into their account and let them decide what to do with it.

He remembered that Liu Jianjun had also given him a health screening package for two at a top medical institution in Modu. He decided he would have his parents come to Modu in a little while to get a check-up.

After chatting a bit longer, he hung up.

After Mrs. Chen hung up, she looked dazedly at Mr. Chen.

"Is our son really that rich now?"

’She’d truly never thought their family would see a day like this.’

"See? I told you people can win the lottery."

Mr. Chen, also not quite back to reality, seemed to remember something and looked over at Mrs. Chen.

"That’s because our son is lucky. You’ve been buying them for years—have you ever won a single prize?"

The topic instantly set Mrs. Chen off, and she shot him an exasperated glare.

"That was just me laying the groundwork and chumming the waters all these years. The luck just transferred over to our son."

Mr. Chen muttered quietly, his voice lacking conviction.

Mrs. Chen couldn’t be bothered with him. She took out the gold bracelet Chen Mo had sent over and started trying it on.

Before, not knowing where these items came from, she hadn’t dared to touch them.

Now that she knew it was a thank-you gift for Chen Mo, she couldn’t resist slipping the beautiful bracelet onto her wrist.

"How does it look?"

Mrs. Chen raised her wrist, now adorned with the bracelet, and waved it a few times in front of Mr. Chen.

"The style is quite nice."

Mr. Chen looked at it carefully for a few moments, then nodded.

"I’m going to play mahjong with Sister Zhang and the others today."

Mrs. Chen said suddenly, as if something had just occurred to her.

When playing mahjong with friends, her hands would be all over the table, drawing and discarding tiles.

It would be the perfect excuse to show off her gold bracelet.