After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

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Children say the darnedest things!

What does that little brat know!

Wang Bingru thought to herself.

Upstairs.

Wang Xueru half leaned against the sofa booth, gasping heavily.

The once valiant and capable knight had lost today!

And it was a crushing defeat!

Yang Hao, who had spent several hundred million, had a smug and satisfied smile on his face.

Internally, he cheered: Little blue bottle, you rock!!

What does it mean to be fierce like a tiger? With the "System" of the little blue bottle, he was Zhao Zilong before Changban Slope!

"Yang, today you..."

It took Wang Xueru quite a while to catch her breath before she could speak, her heart still racing.

"Standard procedure, no panic!"

Yang Hao, not waiting for the beautiful young woman to finish, smugly shrugged his shoulders.

"I feel like my body is falling apart."

"It seems like I'm getting old, can't handle the strain..."

Wang Xueru said forlornly.

"Not old, still young!"

Yang Hao gently patted the beautiful young woman's smooth cheek and then asked, "Can you go downstairs now?"

"Give me a moment."

Wang Xueru gently shook her head.

Seeing this, the corners of Yang Hao's mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.

To a middle-aged man, this was the best compliment!

After all, at this age, men were almost always at a disadvantage in such battles, nowhere near how they were in their twenties.

At that moment, Yang Hao's phone suddenly rang.

He glanced at the caller ID, then frowned.

The call was from Zhao Yingying, the weakling with only a three-segment Power of Tea, who hadn't stopped sending Yang Hao WeChat messages recently, but he replied only occasionally, and his stance was already very clear.

If it weren't for Mrs. Wang being so enthusiastic, and also because she was Sun Xinyi's close friend, Yang Hao might have already blocked her.

Yang Hao had intended to reject the call, but he felt that this call was somewhat unusual, as the other party usually only sent WeChat messages and never called.

"I'm going to take a call."

Yang Hao informed Wang Xueru and then walked out of the booth while answering the phone: "Yingying, what's up?"

"Mr. Yang, Xinyi has a fever, over thirty-nine degrees. I took the day off and went back to my parents' place; she's alone in her rental. Can you send some medicine over? Or accompany her to the hospital..."

On the phone, Zhao Yingying sounded quite anxious.

"Is that so!"

"No problem, send me the detailed address."

Yang Hao readily agreed.

Sun Xinyi was now his personal secretary, and he had to take care of this both officially and personally.

"Xueru, a friend is sick, I need to make a trip."

After hanging up the call, Yang Hao notified Wang Xueru in the booth and then headed straight downstairs.

Wang Bingru, who had been keeping an eye on the situation upstairs, approached Yang Hao as he came down: "Mr. Yang, are you leaving already?"

"Yeah, something came up unexpectedly."

Yang Hao casually responded and strode out of the coffee shop.

He first drove to a nearby pharmacy to buy some cold and fever medication, then stopped at a supermarket to get two cans of yellow peach, which he had heard from a friend from the northeast to be a cure-all!

Though it sounded far-fetched, he was willing to try, after all, it didn't cost much.

About half an hour later, Yang Hao arrived at the Wangjiang Neighborhood where the two were renting.

He found the rented house and entered the fingerprint code Zhao Yingying had sent to unlock the door.

As the door opened, the lights in the living room were on, as were those in the north-facing bedroom.

"Yingying, how did you get back?"

The voice of Sun Xinyi, sounding quite weak, came from the brightly lit bedroom.

Yang Hao closed the door and, not finding any men's slippers in the shoe cabinet at the entrance, begrudgingly crammed his feet into a pair of pink slippers.

Carrying the bag of medicine and the cans of peach, he walked to the bedroom door and saw Sun Xinyi wrapped in a blanket on the bed, with just her head exposed.

Fevers are strange things. Even though your body is very hot, you still feel cold all over.

"Mr. Yang???"

"Why, why are you here??"

Sun Xinyi looked astonished, never having expected Yang Hao to be the one entering the room.

"Yingying called me."

Yang Hao walked to the bedside, set the bag of medicine and the cans of peach on the nightstand, and then touched Sun Xinyi's forehead with his hand.

It was indeed very hot.

"Did you take your temperature?"

"How many degrees?" Yang Hao asked.

"It was 39.1 degrees just now."

Sun Xinyi had just taken her temperature ten minutes earlier, but she felt that it might have risen by at least 0.5 degrees by now.

It wasn't that the fever was getting worse, but the touch of Yang Hao's palm on her forehead made her feel like her whole body was burning up a bit more.

Although the two had been in each other's company for more than half a month, attending classes together every day and occasionally making physical contact, it was the normal kind of contact during fitness activities, and Yang Hao never made any inappropriate moves.

But the forehead-touching gesture just now was indeed suitable for the situation. It was clear that the other person did it out of concern, not with any ulterior motive.

However, the touch was real, and the so-called "head pat" tended to give a sense of pampering.

Especially when it happens between a man and a woman who have feelings for each other, it could make the woman a bit shy and her heart race faster.

"Have you taken any medicine?"

Yang Hao, unaware of Sun Xinyi's jumbled thoughts, continued to ask.

"Not yet, I placed an order on the Kangaroo app, but the medicine is still on its way."

Sun Xinyi answered truthfully.

She was a very independent and strong person who didn't like to trouble others.

So after feeling the fever, she just sent a WeChat message to Zhao Yingying, asking her to bring some fever-reducing medicine after work, but Yingying had returned to her parents' home in a neighboring city that day.

She then ordered directly through the Kangaroo app, not expecting Zhao Yingying would tell her previous boss, now Mr. Yang about it.

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"Then take the medicine first!"

Yang Hao rummaged through the medicine bag and pulled out "Acetaminophen."

That is, acetaminophen.

It's pretty effective for reducing fever.

Sun Xinyi moved slightly, as if she wanted to sit up. Seeing this, Yang Hao reached out to help her, then took the opportunity to sit down on the edge of the bed, letting her lean on his shoulder...

The series of smooth movements left Sun Xinyi with no room to resist, but after leaning against Yang Hao, she felt her body become even hotter.

Yang Hao, on the other hand, felt as if he was holding a small furnace.

Only this furnace was soft and had a bit of a fragrance...

Sun Xinyi's mind went blank, and in a daze she swallowed the fever-reducing medicine.

"Cover yourself with the blanket and sleep a while!"

"You might wake up without the fever..."

Yang Hao helped Sun Xinyi lie back down and pulled the blanket over her.

Then he got up and walked towards the door.

"Yang..."

Seeing that Yang Hao seemed to be leaving, Sun Xinyi panicked inexplicably, as if terrified that he would actually leave.

"Hmm?"

"What's wrong?"

Yang Hao stopped in his tracks and turned around to ask.

"Are, are you leaving?"

Sun Xinyi hesitated, then stuttered out the question.

Seeing her like this, Yang Hao couldn't help but smile, "Do you want me to leave?"

"I..."

Sun Xinyi opened her mouth, then forcefully shook her head and squeezed out three words from the depths of her throat, "Don't want that."

Seeing her look so anxious, Yang Hao could not help but smile, "I'm going to boil some water for you."

"Drinking lots of warm water will help you recover faster when you have a fever."

After saying this, he went straight to the kitchen and started boiling water with the kettle.

After Yang Hao left the room, Sun Xinyi shyly buried her entire head underneath the blanket.

A lone man and a single woman alone in a room, and she said she didn't want him to leave.

That was practically laying her cards out on the table!

For someone like Sun Xinyi, who was not skilled at expressing herself, being able to say "don't want that" was really, really not easy.

If it weren't for her weakened state due to sickness and the growing sense of crisis lately, she probably couldn't have managed those three words.

While Yang Hao was boiling water, someone rang the doorbell with their fingerprint.

It must be the medicine that Sun Xinyi ordered.

Yang Hao went to open the door, and indeed, it was a delivery person from Kangaroo.

"Hey, Hao?"

"Haven't seen you making deliveries recently!"

The delivery person turned out to be a former colleague of Yang Hao from one of his previous stops, and he was quite surprised to see Yang Hao.

"Uh, I haven't been running recently."

Yang Hao was surprised at the coincidence and nodded after pausing for a moment.

"Have you changed professions?"

It's common for delivery riders to switch jobs—the turnover rate is quite high.

"Yep, I became a CEO."

Yang Hao was quite familiar with this person and joked with a smile.

"Haha, you might as well become the president..."

The other person naturally didn't believe it and laughed before asking, "Is your girlfriend sick?"

"Yeah." Yang Hao nodded, without denying it.

"This recent wave's been pretty severe, gotta be careful."

"I've got more orders, got to run..."

As the notice for a nearing timeout sounded from his phone, the delivery person hurried off.

After closing the door, Yang Hao casually set aside the medicine that Sun Xinyi had ordered herself. They likely wouldn't need it, given that he had bought quite a lot already.

What Yang Hao didn't know was that his former colleague had inadvertently given him an assist.

He asked if it was his girlfriend who was sick, and Yang Hao didn't deny it.

Hearing their conversation, Sun Xinyi's heartbeat quickened considerably. Given Yang Hao's current circumstances, Sun Xinyi knew that even if they did end up together, it would probably be a relationship like Meng Yuyu's.

But for a girl like Sun Xinyi, she very much needed the title of "girlfriend."

Even if only the two of them knew and acknowledged that title...

Yang Hao poured the boiled water into a thermos, then took it to Sun Xinyi to drink.

After drinking most of the hot water, beads of sweat formed on Sun Xinyi's forehead.

"Sweating now, you should feel a lot better after sleeping..."

Yang Hao took the thermos, gesturing for Sun Xinyi to lie back down and tucked her in with the blanket once again.

Throughout this, Sun Xinyi hardly said a word, just silently observing this billionaire CEO.

She noticed he was very good at taking care of people, attending to the details well, making you feel very comfortable!

He must take care of his daughter like this all the time!

Sun Xinyi thought to herself.

After busying himself for a while, Yang Hao checked the time, and it was already past ten.

"It's getting late, you should rest."

"If you get a fever in the middle of the night, just call for me, I'll be in the living room."

Yang Hao said and prepared to leave, but this time Sun Xinyi actively extended her hand from under the blanket and grabbed one of Yang Hao's fingers, whispering, "There's enough room on this bed."

"This... that's not appropriate!"

Yang Hao said it wasn't appropriate, but then he sat down on the bed.

"There are extra blankets in the closet..."

Sun Xinyi added with a blushing face, clearly she did not plan to share the blanket with Yang Hao.

But Yibao, with no experience in such matters at all, didn't realize that once you've invited someone to stay, eight blankets won't make a difference!

But this was hardly the time for Yang Hao to bare his fangs. He obediently took another blanket from the closet.

After all, the long night lay ahead, and this Level 3 NPC Yibao was a sure thing!

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