After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

This question really hits home!

Li Manshu, already feeling depressed, was nearly rendered speechless by the question.

If she could do it over again, she would never let Yang Hao become her ex-husband. Being the wife of a billionaire wasn't too shabby, after all!

But now she had given up on herself and instead pinned her hopes on her younger sister. If Yang Hao really got together with her sister Li Manni, given Manni's personality, she wouldn't treat her poorly.

Moreover, as Xixi's aunt, her sister would definitely treat Xixi better than any other woman would.

Binjiang Park.

Yang Hao arrived as scheduled, and the spot Ma Tianjiao had chosen for the meeting was the south gate.

Entering from the south gate led to a tourist area that was bustling with activity, featuring spacious squares and various entertainment facilities. The area hailed as Car Hi Holy Land was located to the northwest of Binjiang Park, which was relatively more secluded.

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At this moment, it wasn't quite appropriate for Yang Hao and Officer Ma to head over there.

When Yang Hao arrived, Ma Tianjiao was already there. Since it was her day off, she was dressed in casual clothes, her outfit of a black leather jacket and pants exuding a cool vibe. It was somewhat similar to Miss Color's style, but Officer Ma didn't boast the bust size of Miss Color, making her appearance somewhat ordinary.

However, her facial attractiveness and figure were still top-notch, especially since she usually wore her long hair up in a bun when in uniform. Now, with her hair hanging loose, she seemed to exude an added touch of femininity.

"Officer Ma, is fighting really that interesting?"

Upon meeting, Yang Hao cracked a joke.

"It is!"

Ma Tianjiao nodded earnestly.

"That's because you haven't found anything more interesting."

Yang Hao shrugged with a smile, thinking that since Officer Ma's burnout level was zero, that's why she found fighting to be the most interesting activity.

Our kind-hearted Mr. Yang didn't mind showing her some other experiences though!

"Is prostitution interesting?"

"That Jiang Xiaohai from yesterday is an employee of your company."

Ma Tianjiao pursed her lips. She had wanted to say that an employee reflects their boss, but she swallowed her words before speaking them out loud.

At most, Yang Hao was just two-timing, which had nothing to do with soliciting prostitutes.

"Xiaohai said he was just donating sperm and cutting out the middleman."

Yang Hao responded, all smiles.

Police Officer Ma rolled her eyes in response: "He might as well say he was dating!"

Previously, they had arrested someone who claimed he was just dating and even asked the police if not knowing the name was a crime in dating.

That really took playing dumb to a whole new level!

"Let's find a place where there's no one around,"

Ma Tianjiao suggested, eager to move away from the pointless conversation.

"The way you say that, it sounds like we're about to do something sneaky,"

Yang Hao said with a chuckle.

Officer Ma didn't respond and instead headed straight into the park.

"Uncle, buy a flower for your lady friend!"

As the two walked into the park, a little girl carrying a basket of fresh flowers ran up to them.

Yang Hao looked at the little girl who appeared to be about twelve or thirteen years old, wearing a floral dress with her small face dirty and her skin somewhat dark.

Most of the flowers in the basket were roses, with a few lilies mixed in.

However, this little girl was clearly not a skilled salesperson.

She called him "uncle" but referred to Ma Tianjiao as "sister."

An uncle and a sister, that's quite a generational difference!

"No thanks!"

Before Yang Hao could speak, Ma Tianjiao waved off the offer.

"Oh."

The little girl didn't press any further and gave a weak acknowledgment. However, her eyes couldn't hide her profound disappointment.

"Wait a second."

Yang Hao waved at the little girl, who was about to leave, and asked, pointing to the basket of flowers, "How much for all of these?"

"All of them?"

The little girl looked up at him, her surprise evident.

"Yes, all of them!"

"These..."

She hesitated for a moment, then held up a finger: "One hundred yuan."

"Deal, I'll take them all!"

Yang Hao took out his phone and scanned the QR code hanging around the girl's neck, transferring two hundred yuan to her directly.

"Here's an extra hundred for you, and I want the basket too."

"What?"

"Okay."

The girl was momentarily stunned, then dug out an outdated smartphone from her pocket to check, and sure enough, there was an additional two hundred yuan.

"Thank you, uncle!"

The little girl bowed in gratitude and handed the entire basket to Yang Hao.

"Add me on WeChat, and next time I want to buy flowers, I'll contact you."

Yang Hao offered proactively.

"Okay."

The little girl nodded, added Yang Hao on WeChat, and then turned away with a run.

"These kids are all backed by adults, they're just using your sympathy to make money!"

That's when Ma Tianjiao said in a low voice.

"Others might be, but she probably isn't."

Binjiang Park often had little girls selling flowers, most of whom were professionally trained to exploit people's sympathy for profit.

Yang Hao had encountered them before, so he had been curious and activated his "Listening to Heartbeats" skill a moment ago to find out if this little girl was the same.

But the little girl's thoughts actually were: I'm so hungry, grandma at home must be even hungrier! I hope this uncle will buy a flower. If I sell them quickly, I can go buy some food...

From the girl's thoughts, Yang Hao deduced that she and her grandmother were probably dependent on each other, truly a pitiable child.

"I'm a police officer."

"I've seen too much of this kind of thing!" Ma Tianjiao snorted.

Yang Hao didn't bother to argue with her since he didn't have any proof to show.

"Here, this is for you."

Yang Hao took a rose out from the basket and handed it to Ma Tianjiao.

In Yang Hao's view, this Officer Ma was somewhat like the rose with thorns.

Beautiful, but easy to prick your hand if you're not careful!

Ma Tianjiao was actually stunned by Yang Hao's gesture of giving her a flower; she had come for a fight, not any other ideas.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Besides, this man was a total jerk!

"Consider it an early apology,"

Yang Hao said with a smile.

"Apology??"

Ma Tianjiao was even more confused.

"Aren't we going to spar in a bit?"

"I might end up hurting you, or even causing some injury, so I decided to give you a flower in advance."

Yang Hao explained cheerfully.

But Ma Tianjiao just rolled her eyes, took the rose Yang Hao handed her, and tossed it back into the basket: "No need!"

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders and said no more.

A lot of people came in through the south gate, and the two walked a long way before they found an open space with no one around.

Ma Tianjiao took off her leather jacket and hung it up on a nearby pole, then said to Yang Hao, "Let's do this!"

"We're starting now?"

Yang Hao asked casually, holding the flower basket.

"Of course, right now!"

"Then be careful,"

Yang Hao warned.

Ma Tianjiao arrogantly curled her lips, thinking: You're planning to fight while holding a flower basket?

While she was thinking this, Yang Hao's fist indeed came flying at her.

"Hmm?"

"You won't even put down the basket, huh!"

"Looking down on me, are you!!"

Police Officer Ma ranted inwardly, preparing to show Yang Hao a thing or two.

However...

With a "bang,"

Yang Hao's punch landed squarely on her shoulder.

Ma Tianjiao, unsteady on her feet, staggered backward several steps, and then sat down on the ground with a thud.

"You..."

Sitting on the ground, Ma Tianjiao looked at Yang Hao in astonishment. She felt she could have easily dodged the punch and even had the right reaction, but she was still hit.

"The outcome is already decided."

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders.

"That doesn't count, I wasn't ready."

Ma Tianjiao stood up from the ground, brushing the dust off her pants.

"Alright, let me know when you're ready,"

Yang Hao said generously, waving his hand.

"I'm ready now,"

Ma Tianjiao said while rubbing her wrist.

"OK!"

Yang Hao threw another punch.

Then there was another "bang" of a dull thud.

This time, Yang Hao's fist hit Ma Tianjiao's other shoulder, and the police officer repeated her previous experience: stumbling backward, then sitting down on the ground.

"No, you..."

Ma Tianjiao looked at Yang Hao with an incredulous expression. She felt she could have dodged both punches, but they still hit her.

Can fists turn corners??

Ma Tianjiao frowned, unable to understand why she kept getting hit.

"Again!!"

Not accepting defeat, Police Officer Ma stood up and went on the offensive, instead of passively waiting for Yang Hao to hit her.

She threw two punches, which Yang Hao easily dodged, and then she started showing off her kicks.

But in front of Yang Hao, a person with Martial Arts Grandmaster-level skills, Ma Tianjiao's combat level was summed up in four words: Not even close!!

He seized the opportunity, grabbed Ma Tianjiao's ankle, and with a lift, sent the police officer tumbling to the ground.

And after being knocked down for the third time, Ma Tianjiao finally recognized the gap between them.

It wasn't an issue of fists making turns, but rather that his strength truly surpassed hers, and by a lot at that, or else it wouldn't have been so easy for him to defeat her.

It seems that the previous one-against-six had no element of luck; it was real strength.

"Officer Ma, are you alright?"

Seeing Ma Tianjiao sitting on the ground and not getting up, Yang Hao kindly asked.

"I can't beat you."

"I surrender!"

Ma Tianjiao was the type who could admit defeat; she was decisive and saw that since she really couldn't beat Yang Hao, there was no point in continuing to fight.

She stood up from the ground once more, carefully examined Yang Hao, and asked, "How many years have you been practicing martial arts?"

"A dozen years or so,"

Yang Hao answered nonchalantly.

Ma Tianjiao nodded, thinking this explanation sounded credible.

"Can you teach me that boxing technique you used just now?"

"Huh?"

Yang Hao hadn't expected Officer Ma to make such a request. He was taken aback, then teased with a smile, "I can teach you, but my boxing technique is a secret art, only passed down to disciples!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Tianjiao frowned.

She looked at Yang Hao again and asked, "So you mean, if I want to learn your boxing technique, I have to take you as my master, right?"

"Yep, that's the way!"

Yang Hao nodded, knowing this proud Officer Ma wouldn't consider becoming his disciple.

This way, she would let go of the idea of learning boxing.

However, to Yang Hao's surprise, Ma Tianjiao suddenly said solemnly, "Okay, then I'll take you as my master!"