Fortunately, his cell phone had not been taken away. He took out his cell phone and called Mo Zhen. When he got out of bed, he stepped on the air and fell down - hitting his head.
When I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, I stepped on a watermelon rind and fell onto the tiled floor - I almost broke my foot!
He sat on the ground, touching the swollen bag on his forehead, and felt sure that nothing would happen today.
Next, he choked when eating, choked on drinking water, and a fly fell from the sky and hit him in the face while lying on the bed.
It's really too miserable to look at.
When Mo Zhen came, he brought a newspaper.
"I'm so unlucky today..." He hugged his eldest brother's thigh and cried about everything today. "I don't think I can go out today. I'll probably be hit and killed as soon as I go out!"
Mo Zhen looked at him with a half-smile, and raised the newspaper in his hand at him: "You are so miserable today, probably your good days are coming soon. You are accumulating luck for the good days in the future."
Only then did Mo Ling notice the newspaper in Mo Zhen's hand and reached out to grab it: "Why are you bringing this?"
Mo Zhen walked aside, poured a glass of water, and took a sip for himself: "See for yourself, I think you will definitely jump out of bed with joy."
"This metaphor is so bad that it's even worse than a primary school student..." Mo Ling complained while opening the newspaper.
The photos in the headlines above made his eyes widen at once - darling, why are there photos of Xu Zui on this?
He reflexively wanted to throw the newspaper away, but then he suddenly caught sight of the word "engagement" from the corner of his eye. His heart beat suddenly and his hands froze slightly.
He quickly flipped through the newspaper a few times and read the entire content in three to five times. He was a little stunned.
Xu Zui is getting married.
Xu Zui, who has been threatening him, teasing and intimidating him, is getting married.
This should be his only luck this morning, but why didn't he feel any happiness in his heart?
He looked at the newspaper, where Xu Zui smiled softly and his gorgeous face was still impeccably beautiful in the newspaper.
He touched his heart and felt something strange inside, stuffy and uncomfortable.
Seeing his unkind expression, Mo Zhen asked strangely: "What, are you unhappy? Aren't you hoping that she would find someone else to marry so that you can be relieved?"
"Happy, how could I not be happy!" Mo Ling said loudly. His voice was indeed happy, but the expression on his face was not like that.
He was a little confused as to where this depressed mood came from.
Mo Zhen took the newspaper, sat on the bed and commented: "The Lin family, the Lin family with huge power in the central government, Xu Zui is indeed much more powerful if she marries him than if she marries you."
Mo Ling was bored after hearing this, so she tore off the newspaper in his hand, tore it up and threw it in the trash can: "I'm so annoyed. Who she marries is none of my business!"
Mo Zhen lost his temper and looked at him inexplicably: "What's wrong? Don't you dislike her very much? If she gives up on you, you should set off firecrackers to celebrate, right? Why are you still looking like a night lady?
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Mo Ling was still stubborn: "Who said I'm unhappy? I just don't want to hear her name!"
He pulled the quilt and got into the bed: "I'm going to sleep, you can get out!"
Mo Zhen saw that this kid was becoming more and more outrageous, and just about to teach him a lesson, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a photo that Mo Ling had just pulled out of the quilt.