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After Divorce, I Inherited the Game's Fortune-Chapter 505 - 452, I can also do aromatherapy back opening! (Seeking monthly pass)
Chen Haiou placed her hand on Yang Hao’s shoulder and rhythmically began to gently knead it.
She said she had learned massage, which was naturally false. However, due to frequently visiting spas, she could imitate the techniques of the masseurs to about seventy to eighty percent accuracy, and it appeared quite convincing.
At first, Chen Haiou just helped Yang Hao rub his shoulders, then she also gave him a head treatment.
Yang Hao, meanwhile, closed his eyes and quietly enjoyed it.
"Yang, I also know how to do Aromatherapy Back Opening!"
"Do you want to try it?"
Chen Haiou teased with a smile. At her age, she had long seen through many things, especially since she had more "advanced" ideas than others when she was younger.
Therefore, from the day she met Yang Hao, she had already made her own plans, both for her daughter’s future and for her own.
There were some things she still needed to do, although she had always treated this matter as an ace up her sleeve.
Now, considering the current situation, the time to play her ace seemed to be approaching, so she decided to test the waters first and see how Yang Hao would react.
"Uh, this doesn’t seem like a good place."
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Yang Hao hesitated for a moment, then shook his head gently.
"This definitely isn’t convenient, plus, I didn’t bring any essential oils. You have a therapy room at home, don’t you? I’ll come over tonight."
Chen Haiou increased the pressure of her hands slightly, but her tone remained light.
Yang Hao uttered a soft "Hmm" from his breath.
"Great, see you tonight then."
"I’m going to the Cultural Work Troupe first, then I’ll buy some essential oils."
Chen Haiou stopped, then gently patted Yang Hao’s shoulder twice more before she left the office.
And Yang Hao quickly called Bai Yun and Bai Xue, the sisters, to help him quell the rising irritation.
As Yang Hao’s assistant, Song Xuejiao had also arranged an office for them. Although they barely used it, they still received the treatment they were due. Song Xuejiao even coordinated with Zhuang Li to complete their onboarding process, so they could also enjoy benefits like social security and housing funds.
Noon.
The "My Idol" crew arrived at the Riverside Hao Ting Hotel, a five-star establishment located by the Huangpu River, and quite close to the sports stadium where the show was being recorded.
With no work assignments today, after arriving at the hotel, the contestants were free to do as they pleased: some went shopping, some rested in the hotel, and others continued to practice their dancing and singing skills.
The three mentors and the host were in a similar state.
However, Li Manni was not resting. She was in her hotel room recording short videos.
Even though she had become the host of "My Idol," in the eyes of the audience, Li Manni was still seen as a major internet personality.
Or to be precise, a news anchor.
Thus, she didn’t forget her main career and still found time to record short videos in addition to filming the show.
Following the script sent by a colleague, she quickly finished recording three short videos.
After wrapping up her work, she picked up her phone and was pleasantly surprised to discover a message from Yang Hao on Weixin, saying he was on his way to the hotel.
The message was sent twenty minutes ago. Li Manni estimated the time and figured her brother-in-law should be arriving soon.
Because she had been recording videos, Li Manni had carefully done her makeup. She checked her appearance in the dressing mirror, tidied the loose strands of hair by her temples, and then hurried downstairs to wait for Yang Hao in the hotel lobby.
But in the elevator, she happened to run into Chen Ruohan, who was also heading downstairs.
"Sister Manni, are you going out shopping?"
Chen Ruohan greeted her with a smile, naturally aware of Li Manni’s relationship with her Uncle Yang.
Chen Haiou had long instructed her to maintain a good relationship with Li Manni. Although Little White Flower felt some jealousy towards this beautiful ’sister,’ the sensible Little White Flower would not show these feelings, understanding that Li Manni was very likely to become the main mistress.
Despite her reluctance to admit it, Chen Ruohan knew it was quite unlikely for her to have any significant status herself, so clinging to Li Manni was the most beneficial strategy.
"I’m not going shopping."
Li Manni shook her head without disclosing what she was actually going to do.
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However, the sharp Little White Flower guessed, "Sister Manni, are you going downstairs to wait for Mr. Yang?"
"Yes, that’s right."
Li Manni was surprised that Chen Ruohan had guessed it but still nodded in acknowledgment.
"Ah, I’m waiting for Mr. Yang, too."
Yang Hao hadn’t sent a message to Little White Flower before coming, but Chen Haiou had already informed her daughter. Though she was busy at the Cultural Work Troupe, as the newly parachuted Vice Director of HR at Maetian Entertainment, it was easy for her to find out whether Yang had left the company or not.
So, as soon as Yang Hao left the company, she received a message.
"Oh, then let’s wait together!"
Li Manni’s eyebrows slightly furrowed, barely noticeable. She thought her brother-in-law had only messaged her, but it turned out Chen Ruohan was also informed.
Indeed, Li Manni had long noticed that there was something more than ordinary between Yang Hao and Chen Ruohan.
Moreover, within the "My Idol" crew, there were rumors that Chen Ruohan was the little mistress of the Tianmei Media’s Mr. Yang, which explained why she was the designated champion.
So now, when Chen Ruohan said she was going downstairs to wait for Yang Hao, Li Manni was both surprised yet found it to be expected.
The two were known to be close, after all!
Li Manni knew her brother-in-law had quite a few women around him, but she believed she was the most special one among them, thinking he treated her better than any other woman.