After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

"Yang, what do you mean by that?"

"How did I curse you?"

Mu Ye obviously didn't understand the implication in Yang Hao's words and looked at him, completely puzzled.

However, there was no need for Yang Hao to answer, as Sun Xinyi already came over, all smiles, and hooked her arm through Yang Hao's, "Brother Yang, I want to buy a couple of face masks, I forgot to bring them when I left the house."

"Yeah, sure."

Yang Hao nodded lightly.

"Damn!"

"This..."

Mu Ye was taken aback. He had heard that Yang Hao's chain of hotpot restaurants had gone under and that his wife had left him.

But looking at the current situation, the rumors seemed a bit exaggerated! The guy got divorced, but damn, he found someone even prettier than a female celebrity, and she looked to be only in her early twenties!!

Bastard!!

How could you have the nerve to hit on such a young girl.

When you were eighteen and starting college, she was probably still in kindergarten!!

"Brother Yang, who is this?"

Mu Ye managed to compose himself and asked.

"My girlfriend, Xinyi."

"This is Old Mu, a high school classmate of mine."

Yang Hao introduced them briefly.

"Hello."

Sun Xinyi greeted him politely.

"Hello, hello..."

Mu Ye nodded repeatedly, then subconsciously adjusted his cuff to reveal the Rolex on his wrist again and patted Yang Hao on the shoulder, "Brother Yang, it's been so many years, we've got to find time for a meal today!"

Yang Hao glanced at his old classmate, whose hairline had seriously receded, and was a bit speechless, damn, showing off your Rolex twice, is that really amusing?

"Xinyi, help me roll up my sleeve, my arm is a bit itchy..."

Yang Hao first offered his left arm with the watch on it to Sun Xinyi, then he replied, "Old Mu, it's not that I don't want to give you face, but today I've got a lot of relatives over at home and I really can't get away."

While he was speaking, Yibao dutifully rolled up his sleeve for him.

Mu Ye was full of envy. She was beautiful and obedient, simply the ideal woman.

No, wait, why is he rolling up his sleeve.

Uh, that watch...

Isn't that a platinum Patek Philippe model?

The universe series?

Shit, over six hundred thousand!!!

Mu Ye, who ran a modest business and was quite well-off, had a certain understanding of Rolexes since he owned one.

After recognizing the watch on Yang Hao's wrist, he was instantly shocked.

The Rolex Mu Ye wore was a second-generation model, which wasn't as sought after as it had been two years ago. In the secondary market, it was priced around one hundred and twenty to one hundred thirty thousand.

However, the watch on Yang Hao's wrist was worth the price of five or six of those.

Mu Ye felt embarrassed and quickly pulled his sleeve back down.

There you were, with a six hundred thousand plus watch, not making a peep, and yet here you are, showing off a Rolex twice...

No wonder he showed what he had.

"Darling, what are we going to eat?"

At that moment, a woman's voice came from behind them, as Mu Ye's young girlfriend came out of the ladies' restroom.

Yang Hao instinctively glanced at his old classmate's girlfriend, whom he was so proud of. She wasn't very tall, about 160 cm or so, with average looks, just an ordinary plain Jane.

Her only advantage was probably her youth, but according to Mu Ye, she was eight years younger than him. Mu Ye and Yang Hao were the same age, 35, which meant this "young girlfriend" was already 27.

Mu Ye looked at his own girlfriend and then at Sun Xinyi, who was holding Yang Hao's arm. Thinking back on how he had just been showing off about having a younger girlfriend in the restroom, he felt his old face burn with embarrassment.

Now that's what you call a real young girlfriend!

Yeah, if he could find a girlfriend like that, it would be worth dying ten years early!

Yang Hao exchanged a few more words with his old classmate and then left.

Returning to Guanjiang Lanting, the housekeeping team had already finished cleaning the house.

The old couple were enjoying the river view from the balcony.

"Hao, Xinyi."

"Your dad and I are going back to the old house to tidy up a bit and get ready to move the day after tomorrow."

It was clear the old couple were very satisfied with this house. Seeing the two return from shopping, He Yufen immediately said with a beaming smile.

"Where's Xixi?"

Yang Hao noticed that his precious daughter wasn't in the house.

"Nini took her to the amusement park."

"Wow, she's already warming up to little aunt so quickly..."

Yang Hao remarked, though he wasn't surprised. Xixi did have a bit of a social butterfly trait; for instance, she had also warmed up to Sun Xinyi after meeting her twice.

"You guys might as well drive back directly."

Yang Hao had previously forgotten to mention the car. A Mercedes-Benz E300 was still parked in the underground parking lot.

"That's fine, then give me the car key."

Old Mr. Yang thought his son was referring to his own Youyang U8, but the son handed him a Mercedes-Benz car key instead.

"Eh, this car key looks fishy?"

Old Mr. Yang looked at the three-pointed star logo on the key in confusion.

"Right, it's this car."

Yang Hao took his parents down to the underground parking lot and pointed to the brand-new black Mercedes parked there: "Xinyi chose it, see if you like it."

"This..."

"Of course I like it! How could I not!!"

Old Mr. Yang beamed with joy, never having thought he'd get to drive a Mercedes at his age.

"That's good, just drive slowly on the way back."

Yang Hao gave a reminder.

"Don't worry, I've been an experienced driver for 20 years!" Old Mr. Yang bragged, patting his chest.

"Really, does forklift driving count?"

Yang Hao was speechless. Before his dad retired, he had been a warehouse manager at a factory and often drove forklifts to load and unload goods.

Technically, he did have over twenty years of driving experience.

"It's all the same!"

Old Mr. Yang confidently took a seat in the driver's seat, but soon after, he poked his head out of the car window to ask, "How do you start this car?"

Yang Hao was at a loss for words. A twenty-year "experienced" driver who couldn't even start a car, huh!

He took a seat in the passenger's side and started explaining to his dad how to start the car and the basics of shifting gears.

Under Yang Hao's guidance, Old Mr. Yang successfully started the car. He was grinning ear to ear, then pressed down on the accelerator too hard, and the Mercedes E300 zoomed out of the parking space...

Fortunately, there was no car in the opposite space; otherwise, it would have been an accident from the get-go!

"Stop the car, stop the car!!"

Yang Hao shouted a couple of times, then said to He Yufen in the back seat, "Mom, maybe you should take a taxi home?"

Yang Hao felt it would be safer if his parents were not in the same car, as there was a risk of a total disaster.

Otherwise, he might become an orphan by tomorrow!

"It's fine, I just haven't gotten used to it yet. I'll be fine if I drive slowly..." Old Mr. Yang remained utterly confident.

"Right, just drive slowly."

Clearly, He Yufen was quite keen to ride in this new Mercedes.

"Alright then, just be careful."

"Mom, move to the passenger's seat and fasten your seatbelt," Yang Hao instructed before getting out of the car.

He Yufen moved from the back seat to the passenger's side.

Old Mr. Yang had not only driven forklifts, but he had also driven the factory's van at times, so he did have driving experience. Once he got a feel for the car's response to the gas pedal, he drove the Mercedes E out of the garage and back to their old house at a leisurely pace, going around forty kilometers an hour.

After parking the car, Old Mr. Yang did not get out immediately. Instead, he waited for an acquaintance carrying groceries to pass by before opening the car door.

"Wow! Old Yang, did you strike it rich?"

"You've got a Mercedes now!!" The man exclaimed in surprise.

Old Mr. Yang waved his hand nonchalantly: "My son and daughter-in-law bought it for me. They wouldn't take no for an answer!"

"Didn't your son get divorced?" the man asked, puzzled.

"Did he find someone new??"

"Yeah, he found another one!"

Old Mr. Yang nodded, saying, "The new daughter-in-law is great in every way, it's just that she's a bit too young. She's 11 years younger than Hao; she's only 24 this year!"

If Yang Hao had known about his dad's antics, he would have definitely asked: Is Mu Ye your illegitimate son?

The bragging tactic was exactly the same!!

"Young is good."

"You lucky old rascal playing coy!"

The man laughed, shook his head, and walked away, carrying his groceries.

But in his mind, he couldn't help but think: I shouldn't have asked; he showed me up completely!

Old Mr. Yang couldn't bear to go upstairs and circled the car a few more times, but no other neighbors passed by.

"Come on, let's go upstairs and pack!" He Yufen couldn't stand it anymore and called Old Mr. Yang to go up.

"Alright then."

Old Mr. Yang reluctantly went upstairs, but shortly after entering the house, he suddenly thought of his neighbor, Old Tan's tactic and, with sudden inspiration, he took a bucket and cloth and went downstairs again...

After Old Tan got a new car, he spent an entire afternoon wiping it at the bottom of the building.

His intentions were as clear as daylight to anyone who passed by!

At that time, Yang Guomin had been quite disdainful, but now he thought about it, it made sense!

A new car does need a good cleaning...

Sure enough, as Old Mr. Yang was wiping the car, his neighbor Old Tan returned home in his car.

He had bought a Nissan Sunny, simply a utility car, which naturally couldn't compare with Old Mr. Yang's Mercedes E.

After parking his car next to Old Mr. Yang's Mercedes, Old Tan looked shocked as he got out: "Old Yang, whose car is this?"

"Did little Hao come back?"

"Hao did come back!"

"But the car is mine!"

Finally, the moment he was waiting for arrived, and it was Old Tan, who he most wanted to see. Since the other man always liked to show off, Old Mr. Yang suddenly perked up.

"Your car?"

"This is a Mercedes E, right? It must cost four or five hundred thousand!" Old Tan exclaimed in surprise, his eyes as wide as saucers.

Old Mr. Yang casually waved, "Hao and his wife bought the car. I don't know how much it costs, but it's quite nice to drive..."

"Hao bought it?"

"Did your family's Hao strike it rich again???"

Old Tan was even more shocked. The news about Yang Hao's chain hotpot store going bankrupt and his wife running off had long since spread in their hometown.

Quite a few people had reveled in schadenfreude, Old Tan among them, and now Hao could afford to buy his dad a Mercedes!

The surprise was genuine.

"It's alright."

"He became a president..."

Old Mr. Yang twisted the cloth in his hands, then added nonchalantly: "By the way, I've got a housewarming party next week, you have to come!"

"Housewarming?"

"You're moving???" Old Tan asked with curiosity.

"Yeah."

Yang Guomin nodded, "Hao bought us an over 200-square-meter apartment in Guanjiang Lanting. Kids these days, with money they just can't stop spending!"

"Just He Yufen and me, we can't possibly live in such a big place..."

"But then again, it's a filial gesture from our child. Since it's bought, we've got to move in!"