After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune

After hearing Kang Huifen’s words, Li Manshu furrowed her brows and felt a bad premonition rising in her heart.

It was indeed possible that her mother Kang Huizhi had told Yang Hao about her grandfather’s birthday celebration, but Li Manshu felt that her mother’s intention might not necessarily be to facilitate a reconciliation with Yang Hao.

Because her parents had already expressed their support for her younger sister, Li Manni!

Outsiders were unaware of the inside story of her divorce from Yang Hao, but her parents knew all about it.

As such, her father Li Baojun and her mother Kang Huizhi had both taken Yang Hao’s side regarding the divorce.

Given this premise, it was impossible that Kang Huizhi had informed Yang Hao about the birthday banquet in order to help Li Manshu reconcile with him, otherwise, she would have been told on the way there.

With this thought, Li Manshu’s complexion grew even uglier.

If it wasn’t to mediate their reunion, and yet Yang Hao still attended the grandfather’s celebration as a son-in-law, it was clear that he intended to disclose his relationship with her sister, Li Manni, to their relatives!

This…

With that thought, Li Manshu’s face turned pale, and her body couldn’t help but tremble.

Once this news was announced among the relatives, she would become a laughingstock.

“Manshu, what’s the matter with you?”

“You were fine just now, why did your face suddenly change?”

Kang Huimin immediately noticed Li Manshu’s abnormal condition and subconsciously reached out to grab her, finding that her palm was cold with sweat.

“Manshu, are you feeling unwell?”

Kang Huimin immediately asked with concern, as she was still counting on her niece’s coattails – she couldn’t afford for Li Manshu to fall ill at such a critical moment.

“It’s nothing.”

“Just feeling a bit dizzy, I’ll be fine after a rest.”

Li Manshu took a deep breath and then tried to compose herself.

Although she had roughly guessed Yang Hao’s intent for coming, she still wanted to struggle a bit. After all, she was the legitimate ex-wife, and the relatives all thought there was a chance for her and Yang Hao to reconcile.

Thus, she could use “public opinion” to her advantage.

“You probably feel carsick!”

“Drink some tea and rest a while.”

As she spoke, Kang Huimin went to pour a cup of tea for Li Manshu.

“Thank you, Auntie!”

Li Manshu took the tea and sipped it, all the while thinking about how to handle what was about to happen.

Although she knew the events might unfold to her detriment, Li Manshu saw this not entirely as a misfortune—it was at least an opportunity to see Yang Hao.

As the saying goes, “a face-to-face meeting kindles affection.”

They were, after all, once a married couple, and Li Manshu had tried several times to arrange a meeting with Yang Hao without success.

No matter what, she would see him in person this time.

“Manshu, why don’t you go rest in the bedroom for a bit?”

Seeing that Li Manshu wasn’t in a good state, Kang Huifen also came over to show care.

“That won’t be necessary, I’m much better now.”

After having some tea and calming her emotions, Li Manshu indeed felt a lot better.

“That’s good to hear.”

Kang Huifen smiled and nodded, then asked, “Manshu, what are you working as now?”

“I’m at a design company…”

Mentioning her job, Li Manshu’s eyes involuntarily flickered with a complex expression.

At the moment, Yang Hao was the big boss at her workplace.

But after acquiring Inspiration Advertising, Yang Hao had become a hands-off owner, only visiting the company once, as if he had no such company at all.

Initially, Li Manshu had wondered if Yang Hao would use work as a means to retaliate against her, but it turned out she had been overthinking. The company’s leaders seemed to be unaware of her connection with Yang Hao, and nobody treated her differently, which is why Li Manshu hadn’t resigned.

“Design company, that’s great!”

“If I’m not mistaken, your college major was design, right…?”

Once she found a topic, Kang Huifen immediately started chatting with Li Manshu.

Seeing this, Kang Huimin quietly went out to the balcony with her cellphone and dialed the number labeled “Xiaofeng” from her contacts.

“Mom, why call at this time? I’m at work!”

The phone was quickly answered, but the voice that came through sounded impatient.

“Xiaofeng, isn’t your grandfather’s eightieth birthday tomorrow…”

“Haven’t I already said I can’t make it back!”

“Put a red envelope together for grandfather on my behalf!”

Kang Huimin hadn’t even finished speaking when her son Zhao Xiaofeng interrupted: “If there’s nothing else, I’m hanging up!”

Beep beep beep….

Before Kang Huimin could speak again, the phone line filled with a series of busy tones.

This child!!

Kang Huimin, frustrated, stamped her foot, but after all, this was her son, and there was little she could do. Taking a deep breath, she still patiently redialed the number.

And this time, the phone rang for a long while before it was answered.

“What is it now?”

“I’m busy here!”

Zhao Xiaofeng’s voice was even more impatient than before.

“Xiaofeng, no matter how busy you are, listen to me first.”

Kang Huimin, fearful her son would hang up again, hurriedly spoke first.

“Is something wrong?”

“Wait a minute.”

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Zhao Xiaofeng’s voice became grave and was accompanied by the sound of a chair moving; he must have realized there was some urgent matter on his mother’s end and had to leave his workstation.

Once he reached the pantry, Zhao Xiaofeng poured himself a cup of water and then spoke again: “Mom, what’s the matter?”

“You need to come back for your grandfather’s eightieth birthday.”

“It would be best if you could come back tonight, buy your ticket now!”

Kang Huimin spoke with determination.

“This again?”

Sitting in the pantry’s sofa, Zhao Xiaofeng frowned with annoyance. He had discussed this matter with his mother a week ago, telling her he had to work overtime and couldn’t return.