After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

"Let's talk in detail at your company tomorrow!"

After Su Xiaoxi finished speaking, Yang Hao gave a definite reply.

"Sure, Senior Yang is welcome."

Su Xiaoxi did not expect things to proceed so smoothly and a radiant smile immediately spread across her face.

Although Yang Hao had not said he would definitely invest, being able to bring such a powerful potential investor to the company to talk at least meant she had seized an opportunity, and her attendance at the school's celebration today hadn't been in vain.

As they were speaking, the Maybach had pulled up in front of the cat café just as Su Xiaoxi had predicted. The red Rolls-Royce Cullinan she had seen at the auditorium's entrance was flashing its hazard lights parked at the roadside.

"See you tomorrow."

Yang Hao called out and then got out of the car.

"Take care, Senior Yang."

Su Xiaoxi also got out of the car, waving politely to say goodbye, watching as Yang Hao settled into the backseat of the red Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

She thought to herself: No wonder he said that junior sister would definitely become popular!

If this boss of Tianmei Media were to support her, even if she didn't become a huge star, she'd at least become a familiar face!

After the Rolls-Royce drove away, Su Xiaoxi returned to the back seat of the Maybach. She hesitated for a moment before saying to the driver, "Uncle Zhang, go to Shanshui Manor."

Xingyue Real Estate was her father's business. However, the Su family was somewhat unique. Su Xiaoxi's father had been married three times; her mother was the second wife and was now divorced. Later, her father married another woman who was only six years older than Su Xiaoxi.

Shanshui Manor was the current residence of her father and that woman, and her father had three children in total.

Su Xiaoxi had a half-brother and a half-sister from her father.

Her brother, born to her father's first wife, was five years older than her, while her half-sister, born to her younger stepmother, was only four years old.

Previously, her father, Su Jianye, had placed great importance on her half-brother, grooming him as the successor since he was the only male heir of his generation.

However, her brother turned out to be a disappointment. Under his management, the group's performance plummeted, while he himself indulged in pleasure and entertainment.

Seeing that his son was beyond help, Su Jianye had begun to gradually delegate authority to Su Xiaoxi, involving her in the management of the group.

Su Xiaoxi displayed an impressive talent for business—the sectors she was responsible for were all trending upwards, so naturally, her father valued her more and more.

However, Su Xiaoxi's efforts alone couldn't combat the overall downward trend, especially since her brother had dug some big holes and was opposing her at every turn within the group.

Thus, both Xingyue Real Estate and Su Xiaoxi's situation were quite challenging.

Her late-night visit to Shanshui Manor was to report to her father about Yang Hao's visit to the group for an inspection the next day and to discuss the amount of the investment and shareholding ratios.

Inside the Rolls-Royce Cullinan.

After Yang Hao got into the car, Little White Flower, Chen Ruohan, nestled into his arms: "Mr. Yang, who was that woman just now?"

"A fellow alumnus from Finance and Economics University, she's like your senior, my junior."

Yang Hao replied casually.

"She's quite pretty."

"That depends on who you're comparing her to."

"What about compared to me?"

Little White Flower lifted her chin, pouting her lips and looking up at her Mr. Yang.

"Of course, it's you!"

Yang Hao fondly pinched Chen Ruohan's cheek, the nineteen-year-old Little White Flower always managed to stir a ripple in his weathered heart.

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It allowed this old man to relive a hint of youth.

So, this is probably why men will always fancy eighteen-year-old girls!

That kind of vibrant youthful energy can only be found in girls of this age.

mua~!

Yang Hao's answer made Little White Flower very happy, she directly kissed her Uncle Yang on the cheek, leaving a light lip print.

"Hmm, the other side needs one too!"

Little White Flower then kissed Yang Hao on the other cheek.

Now there was a lip print on each side, perfectly symmetrical!

However, Yang Hao was somewhat embarrassed.

After all, the one driving was Little White Flower's mother!

And right now, Chen Haiou's feelings were quite complicated; she was the driver, while her daughter was in the back seat flirting with a man.

It's a feeling that's truly hard to put into words!

However, for Chen Haiou, this was also a process of psychological preparation, since she may very well take action herself one day according to her plans.

If that day really came, the scene would be much more than what it was now, so overcoming the awkwardness was an issue she needed to address.

Now, she treated the situation as practice, took a deep breath, and tried to maintain composure and face it calmly.

"Yang, that car behind us seems to have been following us all along."

Halfway through the journey, Chen Haiou noticed that the Maybach that had brought Yang Hao to meet up with them had been tailing them.

Yang Hao, who had been interacting with Chen Ruohan, hadn't paid attention to this. Hearing Chen Haiou's words, he turned his head to look and indeed saw the Maybach that Su Xiaoxi was in.

It was already quite late, and the traffic on the road was not heavy, so the Maybach was very conspicuous.

"I guess it's just on the same route, don't worry about it!"

There was no reason for Su Xiaoxi to follow him, and even if she wanted to, she wouldn't do it so brazenly.

"Maybe so."

Chen Haiou nodded slightly, she too felt that the other party didn't seem to have any reason to follow them.

And so, the two cars continued one after the other into Shanshui Manor.

"Ou, stop for a moment."

Yang Hao felt that it was necessary to go over and say hello in this situation, if they were both staying in Shanshui Manor, then there was no need to go to the company again tomorrow.

After he got out of the car, Su Xiaoxi also quickly disembarked: "Yang, you're staying here too? What a coincidence!"

"Yeah, I'm in villa number 6."

Yang Hao nodded.

"Oh, my dad lives at number 19."

The villas numbered one to ten are 1260 square meters each, the most expensive ten villas in the entire complex.

And the number 19 villa where Su Xiaoxi's father lived was a 750 square meter residence, naturally much less expensive than the 1260 square meter ones.

But the actual usable space of a villa is much larger than the area recorded on the property deed, so the actual usable space of the 750 square meter residence also surpasses one thousand square meters, which is more than enough for a large family to live in.

"Since that's the case, then I'll come to your place to discuss business tomorrow, is that convenient?"

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Yang Hao suggested.

"Of course it's convenient."

"Just let me know before Senior Yang comes over,"

Su Xiaoxi chuckled and nodded her head. The success rate of discussing business at home was actually higher than at the company.

Because home is a more relaxed environment, not so formal, it lets both parties let their guard down a bit and increases the feeling of trust.

Yang Hao gave an OK sign, then got into the car.

Like she had in front of the cat cafe, Su Xiaoxi watched the Rolls-Royce carrying Yang Hao leave before getting into her car, as a sign of respect for her senior.

In Shanshui Manor, besides the 1260-square-meter property type which had an independent wall, the rest did not have separate walls. The owners almost all used fences to encircle their villas, creating relatively independent spaces.

Su Jianye's villa was the same; the Maybach drove straight into the yard enclosed by fences. Just as Su Xiaoxi got out of the car, the sound of her footsteps alerted her young stepmother, Liang Xiaotong, who came out to greet her with a beam.

"Xiaoxi is here."

"Liang, is my dad home?"

Su Xiaoxi and Liang Xiaotong always spoke plainly to each other, as there were only a few years between them and calling her 'aunt' would be awkward.

"He's here!"

Liang Xiaotong nodded her head, "Hongxing is here too."

The 'Hongxing' she referred to was Su Xiaoxi's half-brother from the same father.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

His full name is Su Hongxing.

However, the fact that this brother was also there surprised Su Xiaoxi. He should be at clubs or places like Foot Bath City at this time.

"They're in the tea room."

After entering the house, Liang Xiaotong pointed Su Xiaoxi in the direction of the tea room.

Su Xiaoxi nodded and went straight there.

The tea room door wasn't closed, and before she even reached the entrance, the sound of her father's scolding came through: "What time is it, and you're still thinking of investing in stocks!"

"Has your damn brain got water in it!!"

"Brother Luo has inside information."

"A sure win without loss!"

"If it were such a good deal, would they come to you??"

"Dad, believe me one more time! If we make a profit this time, it could just solve the group's urgent need!"

"And if we suffer a loss??"

"Eh…"

Su Hongxing stopped in his tracks, stunned. He had only thought about profit and hadn't considered the possibility of a loss.

That's when Su Xiaoxi reached the doorway and gently knocked on the open door.

The attention of father and son was simultaneously drawn to her; both turned to look her way.

Seeing his daughter, Su Jianye's angry expression softened slightly.

But Su Hongxing furrowed his brows, sneering sarcastically, "The company's plagued with problems, and here you are attending some school celebration!"

"Is going back to your alma mater to show off that important??"

Su Xiaoxi was used to such tones from her brother. She didn't even bother to respond to him but spoke directly to Su Jianye, "Dad, I met a senior today who agreed to discuss investing in our group..."

"And your so-called broken university has such a capable senior?"

Before Su Jianye could speak, Su Hongxing sneered mockingly again.

Su Xiaoxi pretended not to hear, not even deigning to glance at him.

Su Jianye rebuked, "Shut your mouth!"

Then, turning to his daughter with a serious face, he asked, "What's the other party's background?"

"President of Tianmei Media, president of Jiangcheng Newspaper Group…"

"Their assets should be around ten billion."

Su Xiaoxi replied truthfully.

"Assets of ten billion??"

Hearing her words shocked Su Hongxing; his experience studying abroad had led him to look down on a second-tier institution like Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics.

So when he learned that Su Xiaoxi was attending the anniversary celebration, he thought it was a waste of time—those so-called outstanding alumni couldn't possibly be capable of investing in their family's company.

Yet she had actually managed to connect with a tycoon worth ten billion!

This was illogical! How could a garbage school like the Jiangcheng Finance and Economics University produce such a ruthless person??

Su Jianye nodded in approval though, "Good!"

"If the other party has the capacity and intention, everything is up for discussion!"

Su Xiaoxi continued, "Coincidentally, he also lives in Shanshui Manor, in villa number 6!"

"He said he wanted to come over to our house tomorrow to talk in person!"

"Great, that's wonderful!!"

Happiness appeared on Su Jianye's face; the likelihood of success is much greater when the other party is willing to discuss matters at home.

"Just met someone and you're bringing him home, is this reliable?"

Su Hongxing muttered bitterly.

On hearing this, Su Jianye began to rant in disappointment.

"You know nothing!"

"Spend more time learning from your sister instead of always trying to find a quick fix..."

Inside villa number 6.

Yang Hao and Little White Flower entered the bathroom together. They were planning on taking a bath, but before the hot water was fully drawn, Little White Flower began to exhibit her newfound knowledge.

So the pair went from the bathroom to the bedroom, then from the bedroom to the balcony, finally ending up on the terrace...

Little White Flower had set up a swing there, usually enjoying sitting on it to feel the breeze and look at the stars and the moon.

But now, the swing found a whole new use, swaying lusciously!

The terrace was completely soundproof, and initially, Little White Flower tried to contain herself.

After a while, she found it hard to hold back, having to remind, "Mr. Yang, my mom is still downstairs!"

"Can you please be gentler!"