After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

Yang Hao somewhat speechlessly looked at the clueless young man. With this kind of conversation, there was no way he could win over Yu Ranran.

"Mm-hmm, everything you said is right."

Yang Hao's consistent principle was to never argue with a fool. This guy clearly had something wrong with his brains, otherwise he wouldn't be saying such things; he had probably studied himself silly!

Dai Yunfei didn't expect the other to so easily agree with his point of view, and for a moment, he was actually a bit stunned.

At this time, Yang Hao took Yu Ranran's hand and headed straight towards the gazebo. Walking with his ex-girlfriend through their alma mater after more than a decade, there was truly a unique feeling in his heart.

However, Yu Ranran, whose hand was suddenly taken, felt a bit flustered inside, but soon she felt as if a sealed memory had been awakened in her heart, transporting her back to more than a decade ago.

"Wait a minute."

Dai Yunfei, who just regained his senses, chased after them again.

"Mrs. Yu, are you sure you don't want to reconsider?"

"I think I'm more suitable for you."

Dai Yunfei said with utter seriousness.

"You think???"

Yu Ranran was both annoyed and amused by Dai Yunfei's words. This Mr. Dai always held himself in high regard, even when pursuing her, he wouldn't put aside his doctoral arrogance, always exuding an air of 'you should feel lucky that I fancy you'.

Yu Ranran had already clearly expressed her rejection before, and treated him with respectful distance.

But Dai Yunfei showed no signs of giving up and would still occasionally seek out Yu Ranran. Before, out of respect for their colleague relationship, Yu Ranran just politely declined his invitations. But now, his behavior was crossing the line.

I need your opinion on choosing a boyfriend???

"Mr. Dai, we are just ordinary colleagues, aren't we? Who I choose as my boyfriend has nothing to do with you!"

"Even if the other person was just a college student, even if a middle school dropout, a primary school graduate, or even illiterate, as long as I am willing, you have no right to interfere!"

"Please understand your place!"

Yu Ranran retorted angrily, truly fed up with Dai Yunfei's persistence.

Dai Yunfei, seeing Yu Ranran angry for the first time, was somewhat confused: "But..."

"I am a doctorate from Jiangcheng University and a university lecturer, aren't we more suitable??"

"Whether we are suitable or not is not for you to decide!!"

Yu Ranran gave Dai Yunfei another disdainful look, then walked away with Yang Hao.

This time, Dai Yunfei didn't continue to follow. The doctorate felt that Yu Ranran would definitely regret it. That man was just a bit taller and seemed more handsome, a typical pretty boy!!

Women are always so superficial!

On the other side, Yang Hao and Yu Ranran reached the gazebo in the middle of the artificial lake.

The gazebo was quite large and was a popular spot for couples to date, which was evident as two pairs of lovers were nestled in the gazebo's corners whispering sweet nothings.

"That Mr. Dai just now was quite funny."

The breeze brushed across the lake surface, stirring up ripples, and Yang Hao said with a smile.

"I found him pretty annoying, so full of himself!"

Yu Ranran shook her head gently, her eyes unintentionally drifting to their joined hands and she said softly, "The last time we held hands like this and came here was 13 years ago!"

"About that."

Yang Hao nodded and then very naturally let go of Yu Ranran's hand. Given their current relationship, it was obviously not appropriate to be holding hands.

He had only done so to dissuade Doctor Dai.

Seeing Yang Hao release her hand, Yu Ranran inexplicably felt a sense of loss.

"I heard you got divorced?"

After a moment of silence, Yu Ranran broached the subject.

"Mm, my daughter is living with me," Yang Hao nodded in confirmation.

"With your current situation, you should have a girlfriend by now, right?" Yu Ranran then tentatively asked another question.

"Yeah, I do have a girlfriend, but I have no plans to get married again!"

Yang Hao honestly voiced his thoughts. As long as he was single, it was all a matter of morality, so getting married was out of the question!

Although Wang Chunxiao had also said that someone in Yang Hao's situation couldn't possibly stay single, hearing it confirmed from his own mouth still brought about a sense of loss in Yu Ranran.

After many years, Yang Hao once again appeared in her world, still bursting onto the scene so dramatically. She couldn't help recalling their favorite movie, "A Chinese Odyssey," and its quote.

[My ideal man is a great hero. Someday he will come to me in golden armor and on a seven-colored cloud.]

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In his reappearance this time, within the realm of this realistic society, it was akin to arriving in golden armor on a seven-colored cloud!

Yu Ranran was just an ordinary woman; she couldn't help but daydream, especially since she and Yang Hao had an emotional past and had parted on amicable terms.

So naturally, when she heard Yang Hao already had a girlfriend, she felt a bit of disappointment.

Yang Hao could sense the change in Yu Ranran's emotions, but the man he was today would no longer let a woman's feelings affect his mood.

"It's getting late. Let's go back and get ready for the education fund event," he said.

"If you have any issues, communicate via Kuaiyin!"

Yang Hao considerately gave his ex-girlfriend enough space to think. He believed that by the next time they met, there would be a definite answer.

"Okay, got it."

Yu Ranran nodded, indeed needing some time alone to seriously consider how she should interact with Yang Hao in the future.

The two waved goodbye, and Yu Ranran returned to the Youth League Committee office.

Yang Hao walked straight toward the parking lot...

But he hadn't gone far when a familiar voice called out from behind.

"Mr. Yang!"

"Mr. Yang, it really is you!!"

The voice was filled with barely concealable excitement.

Yang Hao didn't need to turn around; he recognized from the voice alone that it was Chen Ruohan calling him.

When this 19-year-old Little White Flower first started calling him "Yang" in Weixun, she soon switched to calling him "Mr. Yang," understanding very well how stimulating it was for an older man like Yang Hao to be addressed as "uncle" rather than "brother."

After all, there were plenty of women who called Yang Hao "Yang," but she was the only one who called him "uncle."

In fact, given the age difference between the two, calling him "Mr. Yang" wasn't inappropriate at all.

Yang Hao halted his steps and turned to look; sure enough, it was Chen Ruohan, the Little White Flower, and she wasn't alone. Two other young girls of a similar age were with her, all three donned in mini-skirts with their straight and beautiful legs sheathed in thin gray stockings, creating a stunning scene on campus that no one could ignore.

"Mr. Yang, what a coincidence!"

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Chen Ruohan quickly walked a few steps forward to break away from her group of three, then immediately grabbed Yang Hao's big hand and playfully swung it back and forth.

"What do you think?"

Yang Hao retorted.

"I think you did!"

Chen Ruohan nodded her head cheerfully.

"Then let it be so!"

Yang Hao shrugged his shoulders. After all, the Little White Flower knew full well that he wasn't there to find her.

One was willing to play dumb, and it was good enough for the other to go along with it.

"Ruohan, this uncle couldn't possibly be your boyfriend, could he??"

"Ruohan, you really went for an uncle!!"

Just then, the two young girls who had arrived with Chen Ruohan walked over.

Both were curiously sizing up Yang Hao, while simultaneously expressing their surprise.

"Yeah, I've said it before, I just like uncles!"

Chen Ruohan could not wish more for her friends to help her out. She conveniently hooked her arm around Yang Hao's and deliberately rubbed her soft parts against his arm a couple of times.

"Mr. Yang, both of them were my high school classmates!"

"The taller one is Su Wenwen, and the slightly shorter one is Zhou Mingyue. They're both from the Art School of Jiangcheng University."

Chen Ruohan introduced her two high school classmates who had come to Jiangcheng University of Finance and Economics today to make a video with her.

At this point, let alone girls studying art like them, even female college students with a bit of looks were managing their own Kuaiyin accounts. Currently, Chen Ruohan's Kuaiyin account had over 500,000 followers, and her two friends were there to piggyback off her popularity.

They had just met up at the university entrance when they spotted Yang Hao.

"Hello, Mr. Yang~"

Su Wenwen greeted him with a smile.

"Uncle, how old are you?"

Zhou Mingyue was still chewing gum, blowing a bubble before asking curiously.

"35!"

"Ah?"

"You're already 35?!"

Actually, Yang Hao looked quite young, seeming to be around 30 years old.

So when he mentioned he was 35, Zhou Mingyue and Su Wenwen both opened their mouths in surprise.

"Doesn't that mean you're 16 years older than Ruohan??"

Zhou Mingyue calculated on her fingers.

"Age doesn't matter, you know!"

Before Yang Hao could reply, Chen Ruohan took over, resting her head affectionately on Yang Hao's shoulder and said, "After all, I just like Mr. Yang!!"

"Ew, so mushy!"

"This dog food came out of nowhere!"

Both friends complained one after the other.

Yang Hao shook his head helplessly and slapped Chen Ruohan's perky butt rather firmly as a small punishment.

"Mmm, Mr. Yang, hit me harder!"

To Yang Hao's surprise, the Little White Flower seemed to actually enjoy it, whispering seductively in Yang Hao's ear.

Damn!

Yang Hao's lips twitched slightly—was this something anyone could endure?

Little White Flower had some tricks up her sleeve!

"Ruohan, we're still here, whispering sweet nothings already, huh!"

"Are you treating us like air now!"

Zhou Mingyue and Su Wenwen took turns teasing.

"Uncle, now that you've won Ruohan over, don't you think you should treat us to a meal?"

"That's a must, and it better be a feast!!"

They harmonized their remarks once more.

"No problem, you can choose any restaurant you like!"

Yang Hao was in a good mood at the moment, waving his hand generously. He was starting to understand why men always liked eighteen-year-old girls—not just because they were young and beautiful, but because it was about a certain vivacity.

The sense of youthful liveliness found in eighteen-year-olds was something he could never find with a woman like Ranran!

Interacting with girls like Chen Ruohan made him feel younger at heart!