After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

Huang Qing, who had seen all sorts of people, instantly recognized that Yang Hao and Wang Xueru were not husband and wife.

There was a familiar yet estranged feeling between them, a hard-to-describe state of affairs.

However, as someone who ran a bar, Huang Qing was no stranger to this kind of relationship.

Thus, she could acutely sense that the two of them were either card buddies or in a sponsorship relationship.

Initially, she leaned more towards the former because Wang Xueru didn't seem very young; she was probably even a bit older than Huang Qing, possibly already in her thirties.

For a "uncle" like Yang Hao, who drove a million-dollar luxury car, there should have been many young and beautiful girls surrounding him, giving him ample choice.

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But now, it was obvious that Yang Hao wanted to buy her coffee shop and gift it to this woman.

We're talking about 8 million here!

That could support several girls in their early twenties.

Yet this rich uncle didn't even blink as he offered it to the woman by his side!

Even if this could lead to a long-term sponsorship relationship, Huang Qing felt it wasn't cost-effective.

She even thought to herself: Brother, if I had known earlier that this was your taste, I could've introduced you to some cheaper options.

"Let's draft the contract."

"I'll transfer 500,000 to you as a down payment first, and we'll take care of the property transfer procedures at the Housing Authority on Monday. Then, I'll transfer the remaining 7.5 million to you."

As Huang Qing was lost in her wild thoughts, Yang Hao spoke up.

"Sure, no problem!"

Huang Qing nodded, took out her phone, and made a call to have two copies of the contract delivered.

"Miss Wang, let's add each other on WeChat. Could you send me your identification details? I'll need them for the contract."

After hanging up the phone, Huang Qing said to Wang Xueru.

"Huh?"

"My identification details?"

Wang Xueru finally reacted, looking at Yang with a face full of surprise: "Yang..."

"This shop is for you."

Yang interrupted Wang Xueru's words, waving his hand casually.

"This..."

Wang Xueru was completely stunned; she had only suspected as much when Huang Qing asked for her identification information, but now Yang had confirmed it.

For a moment, she was at a loss for what to do.

Even for marrying a wife, it was rare to see an 8-million dowry!

She was just a divorced woman with a child!

And yet, Yang had just dropped 8 million on her!

It was simply unbelievable!!

"Miss Wang, this is a gesture of kindness from Yang. I'm moved!"

Eager to cash in, Huang Qing didn't want to mess up the sale that was so close to completion and immediately began speaking on Yang's behalf.

Wang Xueru was still hesitant. If it were just a common gift, she would have accepted it.

But the sum of 8 million had left her utterly confused.

That amount was something her parents couldn't produce even by emptying their savings, and it far exceeded what she had received from her divorce settlement.

As she was wrestling with herself, Yang's hand patted her backside under the table, and then he gave her a reassuring look.

Wang Xueru took a deep breath, then added Huang Qing on WeChat and sent over her name and ID number.

"Yang, we should add each other on WeChat too."

"I'll scan you."

After witnessing Yang Hao's wealth, Huang Qing's attitude subtly shifted. She came off as cold, but being a bar owner, she naturally wasn't genuinely aloof.

The so-called aloofness was merely a protective color to fend off unnecessary harassment, but faced with a tycoon like Yang, she naturally tucked away her cool demeanor.

"Alright."

Yang did not refuse and showed his WeChat QR code.

"Yang, is the Looking Up U8 nice to drive?"

"That car's been pretty popular lately, I heard you have to queue just to get one."

While waiting for the contracts to be delivered, Huang Qing chatted about the Looking Up U8 parked outside the shop, a vehicle she quite liked, hence she was knowledgeable about various cars.

"It's nice to drive, if you're interested, you can try it out," Yang said generously.

"Sure, I'll definitely give it a try if I have the chance."

A rare smile appeared on Huang Qing's face, clearly showing her interest in the U8.

"By the way, Yang, I've also opened a bar and created a VIP group. I'll add you to the group. Whenever you come to my bar, as long as you're in this group, you'll get a 34% discount on all expenses, which is even bigger than the discount with a bar membership card!"

Huang Qing naturally wanted to woo someone like Yang Hao, a tycoon, because his patronage at her bar would surely lead to high spending.

"That's fine, but I rarely go to bars."

Yang Hao couldn't outright reject her in person, thinking that he would just fold the group after being added.

So, Huang Qing added Yang Hao to a WeChat group named "colour".

If there were no surprises, "colour" was probably the name of her bar.

Yang Hao noticed that this woman really liked to use English names; both the coffee shop and the bar had English names.

However, the bar's name did fit her own name quite well!

"Colour" translates to the meaning of colour.

And Huang Qing's surname and name were indeed both colours too.

Yang Hao suddenly realized why the names of the coffee shop's private rooms were "Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Blue, Indigo, Purple".

It was all a match.

Having made this connection, Yang Hao silently noted down a nickname for Huang Qing in WeChat: Huang Qing (Miss Color).

The three chatted casually for a while until an assistant, looking breathless, brought over two contracts: one was a property sales contract, and the other was a coffee shop transfer agreement.

"Yang, Miss Wang, please take a look at the contracts."

"Take your time; no rush."

Huang Qing handed the contracts to them and then said to Yang Hao, "Yang, may I borrow your car keys? I'd like to take a look at your beloved car."

"You can even take it for a spin."

Yang Hao casually tossed the car keys to her.

He knew that Miss Color was giving him and Wang Xueru space to discuss, which was also quite thoughtful of her.

"Thanks."

With a smile, Huang Qing took the keys and left the private room with her assistant.

"Yang, this store is too expensive!"

"Just put it in your own name!"

After the two left, Wang Xueru said timidly.

Yang Hao casually wrapped his arms around the beautiful young woman, his hand resting on a soft spot as he touched and said, "I don't have many virtues, but I won't cheat a woman who follows me."

"8 million is just an appetizer!"

While boasting, Yang Hao thought to himself that he did want to register it in his own name, but the System wouldn't allow it.

"Let's do this then, I'll consider myself a proxy. When the coffee shop turns a profit, a small portion of it will be enough for me."

Though 8 million was a lot, Wang Xueru wasn't the gold-digging type, which was related to her decent family background. Even though her parents probably couldn't come up with that much money,

she had lived a life of abundance since she was young, so she didn't have a particularly strong desire for money.

However, the fact that Yang Hao was willing to buy an 8 million shop under her name still moved her.

After speaking, she took the initiative to wrap her arms around Yang Hao's neck and gave him a passionate kiss.

Yang Hao's hands had been busy the whole time, and now, in a coffee shop both private and commercial, flames of desire instantly flared...

The window of this private room faced the street, and through it, one could see the scenery of the shopping street. However, if the people on the street paid attention, they could also see through to the scene by the window.

Therefore, Yang Hao smoothly pulled down the sunshade and locked the private room door, then directly lifted Wang Xueru onto the table...

Outside the store.

Huang Qing was examining the U8 parked on the street. Glancing inadvertently upstairs, she saw the sunshade curtain of the private room where Yang Hao and Wang Xueru were pull down.

Wow!

They're in such a hurry!

Corner of Huang Qing's mouth twitched with a spontaneous curve as she quickly ordered her assistant, "Tell Xiaoyu not to bring coffee upstairs anymore, but make sure to pass by their private room door every five minutes..."

"Huh?"

The assistant was a bit confused and didn't understand the boss's intention behind these instructions.

"They want excitement, so let's help create the atmosphere~!"

Huang Qing shrugged and then opened the car door, sitting in the driver's seat of the U8, yet her mind suddenly burst with a thought: Damn, this place might also become a battleground!

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