Son of Luck

However, his mother did not seem to be that happy. Did he draw too little or too much?

"Nothing," Fu Xin replied casually. Then, she took her phone back and called Aunt Wang.

"Mom, are you unhappy?" Jiang Xinyuan asked worriedly.

"Mommy doesn't dare to be happy!" Fu Xin replied, and Aunt Wang's voice came from the other end of the phone.

[Fu Xin should be worried that Little Xinyuan will use his longevity to draw the lottery, right?]

[Fu Xin really touched me this time. She actually cares so much about Xinyuan.]

[He's her biological son. How can she not care? Although she usually looks unreliable.]

[I really admire Jiang Xinyuan's luck. He managed to draw two crystals in one draw. I can't believe this is real.]

[Boss's luck is naturally not bad. You have to know that he will inherit the Jiang Corporation in the future.]

[If only I were Fu Xin. She's really a winner in life.]