After the president became depressed, he was taught by the mirror ghost to fall in love!

Mo Jinan cried. The last time he cried was because Lin Jiayan didn't want him.

Mo Jinan now felt that he was an idiot to the extreme. He was sold but still helped others count money. Every time he cried, it was because of the thief who took away his luck...

He hadn't slept all night and now he had been crying for several hours. He felt dizzy and wanted to vomit, and his stomach was also a little uncomfortable because he hadn't eaten.

He lay there until the evening. Jun Li knocked on the door several times and told him that he had stewed a pork elbow with sauce, but he didn't say anything. Later, Jun Li had no choice but to say that the pork elbow was in the microwave in the kitchen. If he wanted to eat it, he could get up and heat it up himself, and then left.

It was around eleven o'clock in the evening. Mo Jinan had cried enough and felt extremely weak. He felt like he couldn't even breathe freely. He was like a dying fish without even the strength to flap its wings.

What made him upset was not that his luck was taken away, but that it was Lin Jiayan who took away his luck!

Why did it have to be Lin Jiayan! It didn’t matter who took it away, the problem was it had to be Lin Jiayan!

To be honest, Mo Jinan has been so unlucky since he was a child and he has gotten used to it over the years. He is indeed depressed but life has passed.

But Mo Jinan hated being lied to the most. In fact, Lin Jiayan could have just told him that he was unlucky because he had lost his luck. If Mo Jinan knew about it, he would just beat him up and that would have calmed him down.

But Lin Jiayan said nothing. He knew everything but he said nothing...

Is this intentional?

The originally quiet night was filled with only Mo Jinan's sobbing, but the sudden ringing of the cell phone broke the silence.

Mo Jinan knew it was Lin Jiayan's call without even looking. He didn't want to answer it because he felt sick just thinking about it.

Lin Jiayan called several times, and Mo Jinan was so annoyed that he sat up, took a deep breath, and then answered the phone.

Lin Jiayan on the other end of the phone seemed a little tired, but he still looked at Mo Jinan with a gentle smile, and his beautiful amber pupils still looked at him tenderly.

"Why are you crying? You missed me right after I left?"

"No."

Mo Jinan's voice was hoarse and the light in the room was dim. Lin Jiayan did not notice the disgust and disappointment in Mo Jinan's eyes.

"Hmm? Did Jun Li really beat you up?"

Lin Jiayan smiled and coaxed gently: "Then when I come back, I'll beat him up to vent your anger, okay?"

Mo Jinan just looked at him without saying anything. Lin Jiayan thought that he was angry with him because he was in a bad mood after he left.

Lin Jiayan restrained his smile and seemed to be thinking about how to make Mo Jinan happy. He gently undressed and said softly: "I promised my little rabbit this morning that I would show it to you..."

Lin Jiayan sighed with a hint of indulgence in his eyes: "I have never done such a thing. Jin An, can you watch it through the screen first? Wait until I come back..."

"Lin Jiayan, do you know that you are disgusting..."

Mo Jinan shouted with strong resentment in his voice, and Lin Jiayan paused. He had unbuttoned half of his clothes and they hung loosely around his waist. Lin Jiayan's expression changed obviously. He looked at Mo Jinan's extremely bad face, and suddenly the two fell into silence.

"Good morning..."

Lin Jiayan looked at him with intense fatigue and his tone was flattering: "What did I do wrong..."

"Don't do this... Tell me..."

"Jin'an, I really didn't mean to leave you, and I didn't mean to not bring you here..."

"Lin Jiayan."

Mo Jinan interrupted him rudely and said coldly: "I'll give you one last chance."

"How much have you hidden from me?"

"Tell me everything and I'll pretend nothing happened."

Lin Jiayan frowned slightly. He looked at Mo Jinan for a long time and asked softly, "What's wrong with you..."

Mo Jinan took a deep breath and nodded, then said with great disappointment: "What's wrong with me? What can happen to a person whose luck has been stolen?"

Lin Jiayan's expression froze for a moment. He was about to speak when Mo Jinan interrupted him: "Lin Jiayan... you are living so freely with my luck... is it fun..."

"Are you enjoying this feeling of being in your element? When everything is going well for you, are you still gloating over my misfortune when you see me being so unlucky like an idiot?!"

Mo Jinan sat up and roared: "I really thought you were luckier than others... I, a poor idiot, envied your luck!! I even joked with you and asked you to share some of your luck with me..."

"In the end...it turns out that those things were originally mine..."

"Konan... I can explain..."

"Lin Jiayan! At least half of what you f*cking got should have belonged to me! What you took away was my luck... did you think it was just luck..."

Mo Jinan fiercely grasped the phone and yelled, "You stole my life! You bastard stole my life! You ruined my originally happy life!"

"Then what…"

Mo Jinan laughed sinisterly and taunted again: "You showed up in front of me with something that originally belonged to me to show off your trophy! Lin Jiayan, when you were grabbing the doll, you saw me trying to grab it for a long time like an idiot and couldn't do it. Do you think I'm funny?"

"You think it's funny that I won a bunch of consolation prizes in the raffle! You're making fun of me, aren't you?"

Mo Jinan's voice was choked with sobs. He roared too loudly and then had another violent coughing fit. Lin Jiayan's fingers had already been embedded in his palms, and his eyes were full of heartache and worry.

“Hahahaha… I’m fucking laughing to death…”

"What did you say at that time... let me kiss your photo so that good luck can be passed on to me..."

"I passed it to you and it's mine!"

"You took my things and gave them to me with a condescending attitude... What do you think of me... a joke... a fool who was kept in the dark by you and showed a surprised expression because of your charity!"

Mo Jinan's tears instantly flowed out. He wiped them fiercely and sniffed. Looking at the video of Lin Jiayan's decadent, distressed and aggrieved expression, he felt even more like vomiting.

"Lin Jiayan, if you had told me at the beginning..."

Mo Jinan coughed, looked at him and then smiled: "You told me this... You said Mo Jinan... Your bad luck is not because you are born unlucky... It's because I stole your luck... So I have very good luck..."

"Speak up! You have a rotten mouth, why don't you speak up? Are you dumb?"

"If you just say... tell me..."

"Do we have to be in such a mess now?!"

Mo Jinan covered his face and sobbed. He wanted to slap himself. He was such an idiot that he was played around by him and loved him to death... He was really stupid...

"Who am I in your eyes... I am the victim of your family of sorcerers... right..."

"I'm just a victim, a tool...right..."

Lin Jiayan looked at Mo Jinan who was quietly listening to him vent his anger. He knew that he couldn't interrupt before Mo Jinan finished scolding him. It would be useless even if he did, because Mo Jinan wouldn't listen.

I can only wait until he has calmed down and finished scolding me before I can slowly explain to him...

Lin Jiayan felt really distressed to see Mo Jinan like this. In fact, it didn’t matter how Mo Jinan scolded him because he was not wrong.

I have indeed stolen Mo Jinan's luck and life... He is indeed a complete bastard...