After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

The host's money can't be made, but the car rental's money can't be off-limits either!!

A group of people followed Chen Haiou downstairs, and then they saw that glittering red Rolls-Royce Cullinan under the sunshine!!

"This is the latest model!!"

"A red Cullinan is so rare."

The staff from the wedding company were knowledgeable, and they recognized at a glance that this Cullinan was the latest model, and what's more, it was a very rare red one.

At first glance, this car was not the kind of Rolls-Royce used for wedding services, because those used for weddings were all older models, and some were even modified from other cars.

Otherwise, using a Rolls-Royce with such a price tag for weddings would definitely lose money!

"Wow, a red Rolls-Royce is too cool!"

Zheng Feifei exclaimed with stars in her eyes.

"Auntie, did you drive this car here??"

Wang Xiaogang looked on excitedly at Chen Haiou.

"Mhm."

Chen Haiou nodded, "If you and Feifei think it's suitable, this car will be your wedding procession's lead car!"

"Definitely, that's more than alright!!"

Wang Xiaogang nodded repeatedly.

"Auntie, you're too great! I absolutely adore this car!"

Zheng Feifei grinned from ear to ear, the red Rolls-Royce was festive and rare, making it the perfect lead car for a wedding procession with both good symbolism and an impressive display!

Meanwhile, Wang Decai, who had followed them downstairs, was completely dumbfounded. He circled the brand-new Rolls-Royce several times, mumbling, "This really is a Rolls-Royce, and such a new one..."

"Elder Sister's Husband, I've honored my promise!"n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Chen Haiou glanced at Wang Decai, the implication couldn't be clearer, it was now his turn to keep his promise.

Chen Haiou knew it was unrealistic to expect Wang Decai to kowtow to her, but still, she had to say what needed to be said, she simply had to discomfort him!

Wang Decai's face flushed, as he shamelessly said, "Who knew you'd be so successful, Haiou!"

"Elder Sister's Husband, thank you!"

As he spoke, Wang Decai gave a clasped-hand salute; although he did not fulfill the promise to kowtow, he still lowered his head.

What could he do when she had actually managed to get a Rolls-Royce!

Chen Haiou just snorted coldly, "I'm not doing it for you!"

Chen Haiou's words were still only half said, she thought to herself, "If it were for you, I wouldn't even drive a Passat."

"Auntie, can we take a look inside the car?"

Zheng Feifei, having circled the car twice already, asked expectantly.

"Of course."

Chen Haiou stylishly unlocked the car with the key fob.

Zheng Feifei and Wang Xiaogang couldn't wait to get in the car, and once inside, they started taking photos with their phones while marveling at its luxury.

Just then, a middle-aged man walked out of the apartment building, stopped in his tracks to take in the extremely flashy Rolls-Royce Cullinan parked at the curb, and then asked Wang Decai, "This is the lead car for Xiaogang's wedding, right?"

"It's the first time I've seen a red Rolls-Royce, the rental must be quite expensive, huh??"

The middle-aged man also worked in the chemical plant and was an old neighbor and colleague of Wang Decai.

"Just a Rolls-Royce, why would it need to be rented!"

"This is a relative's car, not one of those dedicated to wedding services, the kind you can't even rent with money!!"

Wang Decai was thick-faced enough to brag in front of Chen Haiou.

A failure to show off in front of his sister-in-law, but still needed to put on an act for his colleagues and neighbors.

For an older man like Wang Decai, who hadn't achieved much in his life, it came down to this:

To live is to boast, and that's the top priority!

It's fulfilling to show off in a relatively stable circle, and this bragging rights can be sustained and repeated; it can be mentioned every time over drinks or in casual conversation.

"By the way, Uncle Zhang, make sure you come early to the wedding, and tell your daughter too.

My son's wedding emcee is a big star; if you get there early, you might even get the chance for a photo.

I haven't mentioned this to anyone else, you're the first I'm telling. If you come late and miss the photo opportunity, don't blame me!"

Wang Decai puffed out his chest and continued to boast.

"The emcee is a big star?"

"Really??"

Zhang seemed skeptical. After all the years as neighbors, everyone knew each other's business quite well.

Wang Decai surely couldn't afford a big star to host his son's wedding!

"Could there really be anything false about it?"

"Believe me and have your daughter go early," Wang Decai said with a smug shrug, then turned to Wang Xiaogang sitting in the car, "Gang, tell your Uncle Zhang the name of the host, so he can go back and tell Xiuxiu."

"All the young people must know her!"

Wang Xiaogang also wanted to show off a bit, so he immediately said, "Uncle Zhang, tell Xiuxiu the host of my wedding is Xiong Xiaoyan."

"You can also say 'Bear' if you like."

Seeing the father and son duo didn't seem to be joking, Zhang nodded, "Okay, got it."

Jiangcheng Second Hospital.

Wang Changsheng had already been transferred there and, through Yang Hao's arrangements, he was staying in a private room.

Everything was settled now, and Wang Xueru was busy arranging for Aunt Liu Zhaoxia to deliver the luggage to her place first, and then come to the hospital.

At that moment, Yang Hao walked in with a fruit basket.

As his assistant's father had been hospitalized, it was natural for him to visit.

"Yang is here."

"Please have a seat."

Liu Zhaoxia greeted him politely. This Mr. Yang had not only transferred one million for medical expenses to his daughter but also arranged such a nice hospital room for her man.

Even if he had some designs on his daughter, she had to be grateful for all the real help he provided.

Yang Hao sat by the hospital bed and chatted with Wang Changsheng for a bit, inquiring about his condition.

With a fracture, all one needed was a good rest. There was nothing much else to say.

"Xueru, are you guys heading out?"

Seeing the pile of luggage and parcels by the hospital room door, Yang Hao casually asked.

"This luggage is what Aunt brought. I was thinking of having Aunt take it to my place to get settled in…"

"Are you having Aunt stay at your place?"

"Yes."

Wang Xueru nodded.

"Let me arrange another place. Your place is too far from the hospital!"

"Bingru, come with me to deliver the luggage, and you can also familiarize yourself with the place," Yang Hao motioned to his assistant.

"Ah, sure."

Wang Bingru hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"Yang, it's really no trouble. Staying at Xueru's is quite nice."

Liu Zhaoxia genuinely didn't want to trouble Mr. Yang any further, knowing that too much indebtedness would be hard to repay.

"Auntie, it's more convenient to stay somewhere close to the hospital. Let's listen to Yang," Wang Xueru said, probably guessing her man's thoughts and immediately offering cover.

Yang Hao was quite pleased with the sensible and beautiful young woman, thinking he would reward her handsomely with a few hundred million that evening.

"Alright then, Yang, we really appreciate your help!"

Seeing Wang Xueru say this and remembering the words of her niece from the day before, Liu Zhaoxia didn't argue anymore.

Yang Hao smiled, "We are all family here; no need for formalities!"

His use of "family" was quite clever. From Wang Xueru's standpoint, saying "family" wasn't wrong, but Liu Zhaoxia always felt he wasn't counting from Wang Xueru's side...

As for Bingru's situation, it was best to let her decide for herself.

Liu Zhaoxia quietly sighed.

"Mom, I'll go and get the luggage settled then!"

Wang Bingru said goodbye to her mother, exchanged a meaningful glance with her sister Wang Xueru, and then picked up her parcels to follow Yang Hao out of the hospital room.

Sitting in the passenger seat of the luxury car, assistant Wang Bingru still felt a bit nervous. It was her first time being alone with Yang Hao, and she wasn't sure what to talk about.

All she could do was sneak glances at Yang Hao out of the corner of her eye and realized his right hand always seemed to drift towards her unconsciously.

Wang Bingru had once come across a video on Kuaiyin, which mentioned that when you sit in the passenger seat of a luxury car, you should thoughtfully move your legs a bit to the left to make it easier for the driver to rest their hand there.

Thinking of the video and Yang Hao's actions just now, Wang Bingru's cheeks flushed slightly, but she dutifully moved her legs to the left as the video suggested...

After all, he had transferred one million to her; a touch on the thigh wouldn't be too much, would it?