This Bad Luck is Awesome!

His old classmates were genuinely shocked that he had bought a house and car in Modu, both paid in full.

They were all the same age, all graduates from the same school.

How had he managed to get so far in just over a year?

His colleagues, on the other hand, still thought of him as Brother Fu and felt he was just pretending to be low-key.

As for his former delivery coworkers, they were starting to wonder if they had the wrong person.

Just a few months ago, they were delivering food together. How was he suddenly driving a 911 and buying a house outright?

"Someone actually guessed I won the lottery. Too bad the prize money from that time was a little low."

Chen Mo couldn’t help but smile when he saw someone wondering if he’d won the lottery.

The prize money from that lottery win alone was more than enough to buy this 911.

But it was still far from enough to buy that large villa.

Exiting his Friends Circle, he went through and clicked on every chat from the people who had messaged him.

Otherwise, the red number showing unread messages would just hang there, and not clearing it would be enough to drive someone with OCD crazy.

Of course, as he clicked through, he also briefly glanced at the contents of the messages.

Most were congratulatory messages, and Chen Mo would usually just reply with a quick "thanks" to those.

Others asked what industry he was in that was so profitable, wanting him to give them a leg up.

Chen Mo just ignored those.

"Chen Mo, I’m in Modu too. Want to meet up sometime when you’re free?"

"Chen Mo, you’re so amazing. I think a girl should find an amazing guy like you for a boyfriend. Do you have a girlfriend? I’m single, by the way."

"Chen Mo, there’s something I’ve never told you... I’ve actually liked you since high school. Now, whenever I have a sleepless night, your face just pops into my head..."

"Chen Mo, I..."

Then, Chen Mo saw many more WeChat messages from his former female classmates.

There were women from both high school and college.

Among them were even some of the "class beauties" who had been pursued by many of the boys back then.

As for the content, it was all basically them expressing their interest in him, whether overtly or subtly.

It looked like a massive mating ritual.

Thinking of what his brother from Hangzhou had said, Chen Mo nodded in complete agreement. ’He really wasn’t wrong. As long as you have rice in your hand, chickens will come to peck.’

"Married with two kids. Do not disturb."

Seeing these courtship messages from his old female classmates, Chen Mo casually fired back a reply.

"I can be the other woman."

However, he was surprised to see that several of them actually sent him that kind of reply.

Chen Mo looked completely dumbfounded.

’Seriously, ladies?’

’You don’t want to take even a single detour.’

’Your minds are filled with nothing but taking shortcuts.’

Chen Mo didn’t reply to them again. It was best not to get involved with people like that.

In the current ’meta’, they might just take half of your assets.

The more ruthless ones might just get you sent away for a few years, and then you’d learn your lesson.

"Finally, it’s clean."

After clicking through all the unread messages, Chen Mo looked at his restored home screen and felt a great sense of relief.

RING~

The phone suddenly rang. He saw it was a call from his mom.

He knew the packages must have arrived.

"Hello? Mom."

Chen Mo answered the call.

"Momo, you sent more of that expensive liquor and health supplements, and even gold and jade jewelry! Didn’t you just send some last time?"

As soon as the call connected, Mrs. Chen asked, her voice filled with confusion.

Last time, you said a rich man’s son was kidnapped and happened to be in the building right above your rental apartment.

The rich man was grateful to you, so he sent those gifts.

But what about this time?

Where did all these expensive gifts come from?

"A few days ago in Modu, I don’t know if you saw it on your feeds, but an old lady fell down and no one was helping her, so I went over..."

"Afterward, the old lady’s children wanted to thank me. They gave me 3 million yuan and sent me these gifts."

"I don’t need this much, so I sent some to you. You guys can figure out what to do with it."

Chen Mo briefly explained what had happened to his parents.

He couldn’t talk about the things that needed to be kept secret, but there were some things he could tell his parents now.

It was also to let his parents know that he had a bit of ’pocket money’ now.

"Something like that really happened?"

Mr. Chen asked from the side, sounding a little surprised.

"I’ll send it to Dad’s phone. You two can take a look."

Chen Mo searched for it on Weibo and forwarded the post from that day to his dad.

The two of them took their phones, clicked the link, and started reading.

They watched the video and could clearly see Chen Mo squatting next to the old lady, calling for an ambulance.

There were also photos someone had taken at the hospital of Chen Mo chatting with Liu Jianjun, Li Jianshe, and others.

"It really is..."

After watching the video and looking at the photos, Mr. and Mrs. Chen believed Chen Mo’s story.

They just found it a little strange. Since when was Chen Mo’s luck this good?

"Eh? Am I seeing things? You bought a sports car?"

At that moment, they noticed that Chen Mo had gotten out of a red supercar.

And people in the post were also saying it was some kind of 911, worth over two million.

Could it be that he spent the entire 3 million from the grateful rich man on the car?

"I won 5.5 million in the lottery earlier, so I bought a car."

Chen Mo then told them about his previous lottery win.

Anyway, he didn’t mind telling his parents anything that wasn’t confidential.

It was mainly that some things were covered by non-disclosure agreements and couldn’t be discussed.

Afraid they wouldn’t believe him, Chen Mo even sent them the photo of him at the lottery center, holding the check and posing with the staff.

"You won the lottery, too?"

Hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Chen were even more shocked.

Looking at the photo their son had sent, they could recognize him at a glance, even with the mask on.