After Divorce, I Inherited The Game's Fortune
/ After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune Chapter 312 – Chapter 312: 278, "Mother–in
Chapter 312: 278, “Mother-in-law” Four Years Older (Request for Monthly Votes)
“Uh?”
“Your mom came looking for you??”
Yang Hao instinctively rubbed his forehead, having just slept with someone else's daughter and then having his mother show up right after was a bit awkward.
“You pick up the phone first.”
“Don't think you're calling the cops because you ran into some danger.”
Yang Hao gestured for Chen Ruohan to pick up the phone first, then he left the bathroom to give mother and daughter some space to talk.
Lying in the luxurious bathtub, Little White Flower took a deep breath and then answered her mother's call.
“Ruohan, what are you doing?”
“Why did it take so long to answer the phone!”
Just as expected, a questioning voice from her mother came through the phone after she answered.
“Mom, I'm dating a boyfriend…”
“So, you went to the hotel with that guy??”
Chen Haiou immediately scolded her fiercely, “Have you forgotten how I taught you!”
“Your greatest asset is your beauty, and purity is even more so a stepping stone for marrying into a wealthy family!!”
“Get out here right now, I'm already in the hotel lobby!!”
“Mom, it's already late.”
Chen Ruohan replied quietly.
“Late?”
“You…”
Standing in the hotel lobby, Chen Haiou grabbed her impressively ample bosom, took two deep breaths, and then huffily said, “I'm waiting for you in the cafe on the fifth floor of the hotel!”
Once she finished, Chen Haiou hung up the phone.
Upstairs.
Chen Ruohan set her phone aside and then stood up from the bathtub like a lotus emerging from the water, with droplets cascading down from her neck, leaving a trail of wetness on her snow-white skin.
After drying off, she walked out of the bathroom.
“Mr. Yang, my mom wants to see us, she's in the cafe on the 5th floor.”
“If you don't want to see her, I can go and explain to her myself.”
Chen Ruohan said weakly to Yang Hao while wiping her damp hair.
“No problem, let's go together.”
Yang Hao affectionately touched Little White Flower's forehead, then picked up a hairdryer to dry her hair.
The 19-year-old Little White Flower would unavoidably evoke a protective affection in Yang Hao, who was an older man. Previous NPCs appeared to Yang Hao as women, but Chen Ruohan gave him the impression of a little girl.
Clothed, the two took the elevator to the fifth floor together.
The cafe was not crowded, with only a few scattered patrons. Chen Haiou sat in a corner by the window, furiously staring into the sky in a daze.
The flower that she had meticulously cultivated for 19 years had been plucked away, and naturally, she was very angry.
“Mr. Yang, that's my mom.”
The entering Chen Ruohan pointed to her mother sitting by the window.
Yang Hao looked in the direction she was pointing, and then saw a woman who appeared to be about his age, dressed in a black low-cut long dress. Despite being in the cafe, she was still wearing large sunglasses that covered half of her face.
Her chestnut brown big wavy hair casually draped over her shoulders, quite captivatingly sultry.
So young??
Yang Hao had expected Chen Ruohan's mother to be a middle-aged woman, but she looked to be only in her early thirties, seemingly younger than himself.
So, is the plot where I am older than my “mother-in-law” about to unfold???
But wait, Chen Ruohan is 19 this year; no matter how you calculate it, her mother should not be younger than me!
She probably just maintains herself well and looks younger.
As Yang Hao's thoughts wandered, Chen Ruohan had already pulled him to sit across from Chen Haiou.
“Mom.”
Chen Ruohan called out timidly.
Chen Haiou ignored her daughter and focused her gaze on Yang Hao, her frown growing deeper and deeper.
This man had a handsome appearance, but he was clearly in his 30s, his air of worldly experience and mature charm impossible to conceal.
So, her daughter's so-called boyfriend was actually an older man!!
Chen Haiou had long noticed her daughter's preference for mature men, a lack of fatherly love since childhood was to blame, and she had warned her daughter not to be fooled by older men, those manipulative men.
But now…
Her vigilance had failed.
Her daughter had ultimately been harmed by an older man!!
“How old are you?”
Without any intention of greeting Yang Hao, Chen Haiou asked with a cold face.
“35!”
Yang Hao answered truthfully.
“35??”
Chen Haiou took off her sunglasses from her nose, slammed them onto the table in front of her, and pointing at Yang Hao demanded, “Do you know how old our Ruohan is?”
“Mom, I'm an adult now, I can take responsibility for my own actions.”
Chen Ruohan took over the conversation.
“You know nothing!”
“Sit to the side and don't interrupt!”
Chen Haiou glared fiercely at her daughter.
Yang Hao, however, calmly sat down with Chen Ruohan across from Chen Haiou and then waved to the waiter, “An Americano and a Caramel Macchiato.”
“Right away, sir.”
The waiter responded, casting a curious glance at the trio. He had just heard the beautiful young lady call the stylish woman 'mom.'
But the young lady's boyfriend seemed to be not much younger than her mother, which made things quite interesting.
However, the waiter could only speculate about the gossip and did not dare to get too close to eavesdrop on their conversation.
“Ruohan is only 19, you're 35, do you think you're a good match??”
Seeing Yang Hao's unfazed expression, Chen Haiou grew even more infuriated. As soon as the waiter left, she immediately questioned with a dark face.
“What should I call you?”
Yang Hao didn't answer immediately but instead asked.
“Chen Haiou.”
“Please don't call me auntie; I'm only 4 years older than you!”
This year, Chen Haiou is 39. She gave birth to her daughter, Chen Ruohan, when she was 20. As a singer in the Cultural Work Troupe who always pays attention to maintenance, she looks five or six years younger than she actually is. When she goes out with her daughter, they truly look like a pair of sisters.
Hearing Chen Haiou's words, Yang Hao couldn't help but laugh, “Don't worry, we'll each stick to our own.”
“Then I'll call you Ou, okay?”
Chen Haiou nodded. Many people around her called her Ou, so she was quite used to this nickname.
“Ou, what's done is done, and talking too much is pointless.”
“Since Ruohan has followed me, I'll be responsible for her, you can rest assured of that!”
Yang Hao stated seriously.
“Responsible? How do you plan to take responsibility??”
“Don't tell me you're going to marry our Ruohan!”
“I definitely don't agree!!”
Chen Haiou stared at Yang Hao, complaining furiously.
“Ou, you're thinking too much.”
“Marriage is not very realistic; Ruohan is still so young!”
Yang Hao said with a light laugh, shaking his head.
“Good that you understand.”
“So how do you plan to take responsibility? Let's hear it!”
Chen Haiou picked up her coffee and took a gentle sip, waiting for Yang Hao's response.
At this moment, the waiter brought over the two cups of coffee Yang Hao had ordered: “Sir, your coffee.”
After placing down the coffee, the waiter's steps slowed–she was genuinely interested in the gossip here.
Unfortunately for her, Yang Hao didn't give her the chance to overhear any juicy details. Once the coffee arrived, Yang Hao took a careful sip, waiting for the waiter to walk away before speaking, “Ou, I know material things don't represent everything, but at least they can show my sincerity.”
“Do you know about Shanshui Manor?”
Yang Hao asked.
“Shanshui Manor?”
“Of course, I know it; that's the top villa complex in Jiangcheng!”
“Are you trying to tell me that you live in Shanshui Manor??”
Chen Haiou looked at Yang Hao with interest. Judging by his attire and style, he seemed to have a certain economic strength; otherwise, he couldn't have possibly 'tricked' her daughter.
But the idea of him affording to live in Shanshui Manor still presented a huge question mark in Chen Haiou's mind.
Shanshui Manor is a pure villa complex, with the smallest homes having more than 600 square meters, and the cheapest villa priced over 35 million. Naturally, only the rich or noble could afford to live there.
“I don't live in Shanshui Manor; however, I bought a house there for Ruohan.”
Yang Hao responded lightly.
Chen Haiou was somewhat dismissive when hearing the first half of the sentence, thinking if he didn't live in Shanshui Manor, why even bring it up!
But after hearing the second half of Yang Hao's statement, she was stunned, staring at this 'son-in-law' who was only four years younger than her, her face filled with shock.
It wasn't just her; Chen Ruohan too was taken aback as she looked at Mr. Yang sitting beside her; he hadn't mentioned a word about this to her.
Actually, when Yang Hao said he would take responsibility, Little White Flower was quite curious about how her Mr. Yang would do so, and now he was talking about gifting her a house in Shanshui Manor.
Chen Ruohan knew about Mr. Yang's financial capabilities. Since he said it, it must be true.
“You're saying you bought a house in Shanshui Manor for Ruohan??”
After a pause, Chen Haiou wanted to confirm.
“Mhm.”
Yang Hao nodded.
“You're not just saying this, are you?”
“The house has already been bought??”
Chen Haiou pressed for details.
“It's already been bought.”
“It's the 1260 square meter model!”
Yang Hao mentioned the information about the luxury house he received from the System, silently giving a thumbs up in his mind to the System for such a classy reward. It was indeed very impressive for showing off.
“Shanshui Manor, and it's 1260 square meters!!”
Chen Haiou was utterly dumbfounded; she stared at Yang Hao for a long while before speaking again, “Are you telling the truth?”
“Are there fakes of this?”
Yang Hao shrugged, then putting his arm around Chen Ruohan's shoulder, he said, “I was actually going to take Ruohan to do the property transfer. Would you like to join us, Ou?”
“Right now?”
“Yes!”
Yang Hao nodded.
“Okay!”
“I'll go with you!”
Chen Haiou immediately stood up. If her daughter truly found a man that could give her a house in Shanshui Manor, then the age difference was something she could accept.
Moreover, the man was quite handsome and even met her standards for a son-in-law.
Yang Hao then took out his phone and called the butler of the presidential suite: “Butler Liu, arrange a car for me. I need to go out.”
The presidential suite came with an exclusive car service, where all one needed to do to go somewhere was call the butler.
When the three arrived in the hotel lobby, Butler Liu was already waiting at the door.
“Mr. Yang, the car is ready.”
Butler Liu said with a beaming smile, gesturing toward the Rolls-Royce parked at the hotel entrance.
“Thank you.”
Yang Hao nodded slightly.
Meanwhile, the chauffeur had thoughtfully opened the car door for them, gesturing for them to get inside while holding the car roof to prevent the guests from bumping their heads.
This full display of ceremony completely stunned both Chen Haiou and her daughter Chen Ruohan.
This was the life they had always strived for and yearned to be part of. Chen Haiou dreamt of marrying her daughter into a family with such wealth, so she, too, could bask in the benefits. And now, it seemed that dream was about to come true!
Chapter end
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