Genius Girl is the Big Shot's Beloved Treasure-Chapter 847: Wasn’t I Supposed to Win at the Tables If I Lost in Love?

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Chapter 847: Chapter 847: Wasn’t I Supposed to Win at the Tables If I Lost in Love?

Another voice message was sent: "I specially invited the world’s top jewelry designer to create a wedding ring for me and my one and only."

Just as he finished speaking, Si Jinghan chimed in: "You’ve been hiding this from us all along. I’m already engaged and married, and have I ever said anything? Now you guys are all showing off."

Qin Shihuai: "Oh wow! Although I’m not married, I do have an official girlfriend. What’s so great about being married? I’m very happy right now."

Yin Molili felt heartbroken and suddenly realized he should probably leave this group.

Wasn’t this supposed to be a brotherhood group? What’s going on?

Has it turned into a group chat for showing off love?

What’s even worse is that he’s the only single dog left.

Now everyone has someone.

Feeling very agitated, he typed: "All of you, shut up!! So what if you’re married? So what if you’re dating? I’m just busy in the army and don’t have time. It’s not that I don’t want to date. If not, let me tell you, at least a camp full of army girls would like me."

"Amazing, amazing," Qin Shihuai said. "Mo Li, you’re the most amazing. A single aristocrat! I’m now bestowing this honor crown upon you."

Yin Molili: "Pfft! Who wants your stupid title? I don’t want to be some single aristocrat. If you like it, you keep it."

Qin Shihuai: "No, I’ve already taken off this crown and don’t plan to wear it again. It suits you just fine, Mr. Lonely."

Yin Molili: "..."

"Just you wait, I can find a girlfriend soon," Yin Molili said sourly.

What crime did he commit?

On Valentine’s Day, his best four brothers were all showing off their love.

"I don’t care. I think Jin Chen should send out red envelopes," Yin Molili thought that only red envelopes could comfort him now.

Huo Jincheng saw it and let out a cold laugh.

Then, he sent seven red envelopes with the amount of seventy-seven each.

These guys definitely aren’t short of money.

But sending red envelopes is quite entertaining.

However, maybe because of Yin Molili’s single status!

He ended up grabbing the smallest share of each red envelope.

The first one he opened: three cents.

The second envelope, good, slightly more, fifty cents.

The third envelope, unfortunately, it went down again, thirty cents.

The fourth envelope, very good, five yuan. But everyone else got more than him still.

The fifth envelope, he simply didn’t try to grab it. He waited until everyone got theirs, and then he opened it. Very nice. It still had one cent left.

The sixth envelope, Yin Molili refused to believe his luck was that bad, he opened it, and indeed, it improved a little. Eight yuan and ten cents.

Finally, the seventh envelope, before grabbing it, Yin Molili said, "If this last envelope is still the lowest, I’ll send each of you a red envelope of seventy-seven."

However, no one escapes the ’sweet smell of success.’

In the last envelope, Yin Molili got the highest amount of the seven. A whopping nine yuan and ten cents.

But, everybody else had more, Mo Jinyan: nine yuan and twenty cents. Qin Shihuai: ten yuan and thirty cents. Si Jinghan: twenty-one yuan.

The rest were all claimed by Huo Jincheng.

Yin Molili: "..."

Wasn’t it supposed to be, unlucky in love, lucky in gambling?

Is God playing with him?

This is just too much.