Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Zhou Cheng glanced at the message Lin Wanwan sent, but didn't reply.

Some things, once said aloud, just lose their flavor.

He preferred to watch what they did.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Lin Wanwan got up.

Remembering Zhou Cheng's words from yesterday, she began trying to tidy up the enormous mansion. Her hands and feet were still clumsy, but the earnestness she displayed was something she had never seen before.

At 10 a.m., the first teacher arranged by Qin Yue arrived.

The woman who arrived was in her forties, surnamed Wang. She said she specialized in providing etiquette training for the homes of the ultra-wealthy. She wore a well-tailored Chanel suit, her hair was combed perfectly, and her aura was so overwhelming that it was hard to breathe.

Teacher Wang teaches in great detail, from how to stand and sit to how to use a knife and fork, she explains every movement to the extreme.

Lin Wanwan's whole body ached from studying, but she gritted her teeth and didn't utter a sound.

She knew in her heart that this was the first step in changing her life.

Just as Lin Wanwan was learning how to be a "superior person," her run-down neighborhood was in an uproar.

A brand-new, jet-black Mercedes-Benz S500 slowly pulled up in front of her building.

This car is too eye-catching.

Those lines, that front of the car, and the Mercedes logo gleaming in the sunlight—it doesn't look like something an ordinary person could drive.

The men and women in the neighborhood all came out of their homes. A group of people surrounded the car, pointing and gesturing, unable to communicate clearly.

"My goodness, what kind of car is this? It's so flashy!"

"Isn't this a Mercedes? It must cost a lot of money, right?"

"What do you mean by 'a lot of money'! My son said this model is called the S-Class, and even the cheapest one costs over a million!"

"Over a million?! To buy a car? Are you crazy?!"

As everyone was making a fuss, a driver in a black suit got out of the car, opened the back door, and shouted upstairs.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Lin Jianye home?"

Hearing the commotion, Mr. and Mrs. Lin stuck their heads out of the window. When they saw the scene downstairs, their legs trembled.

"Looking for...looking for me?" Lin's father pointed to himself, his face full of disbelief.

"Yes, Mr. Lin," the driver said politely. "I was sent by Mr. Zhou. This Mercedes-Benz S550L is a car that Mr. Zhou gave to you and your aunt. All the paperwork is done, and it's registered in your names. Here are the car keys, please keep them safe."

As the driver spoke, he handed over a delicate key box held in both hands.

The entire neighborhood fell silent instantly.

All eyes were fixed on the stunned faces of Lin's parents.

Sent?

A car worth over a million was just... given away like that?

Lin's father's hands trembled like a leaf as he took the box, which felt heavier than a gold brick.

He opened the box, and inside lay two car keys with the Mercedes-Benz logo lying quietly.

It felt like a dream.

"Old Lin, your family has... struck it rich!" Aunt Zhang from next door was the first to recover, her face beaming with joy.

"That's right, Jianye, your Wanwan is really something! You'll have to take care of us old neighbors from now on!"

"Jianye, are you free tonight? Want to come over for a drink?"

The neighbors who were indifferent just a moment ago now all surrounded him, calling him "Brother Jianye" and "Sister-in-law" with great affection.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin had never been praised like this in their lives. Hearing these words, they straightened their backs unconsciously.

They knew who had given them all.

That afternoon, Lin Wanwan finished her classes and went home.

She was also carrying several shopping bags.

That was something she specifically asked Qin Yue to arrange for her to buy for her parents.

As soon as she entered the house, she saw her father carefully wiping the two car keys with a soft cloth, a silly grin on his face.

Her mother was busy in the kitchen, humming a little tune, and was in a very good mood.

"Dad, Mom, I'm home."

"Oh my, my darling daughter is back!" Lin's mother rushed out of the kitchen, grabbed Lin Wanwan's hand, and looked her over from all angles. "Let Mom take a look, have you lost weight? Were you tired from school today?"

"I'm not tired, Mom." Lin Wanwan smiled and handed over the bag in her hand. "I bought these for you."

Lin's mother took it and saw that it was a dark purple cashmere coat and a pearl necklace.

"You silly child, why are you wasting money! I have clothes to wear." Lin's mother said this, her eyes narrowing into slits with laughter.

She put on her coat and necklace, and looked at herself in the mirror for a long time, finding herself looking beautiful no matter how she looked at herself.

"Is it pretty, old man?" she asked.

"You look great, you look great in anything," Lin's father grinned.

Lin Wanwan took out another bag, which contained the latest Huawei phone and a Hermes belt.

"Dad, here's your phone. It'll be clearer when you video chat with Mom. Try this belt on."

Mr. Lin took the things and was so happy he couldn't stop smiling.

The whole family was very happy.

During dinner, Lin's mother suddenly remembered something and took out a Hermes Birkin bag from the room.

"By the way, Wanwan, I looked up the bag you brought back the other day online... It says that this bag costs... costs more than 500,000 yuan?" Lin's mother's voice was trembling.

She got this number from a relative who did personal shopping services. When she heard it, she was so shocked she almost dropped her phone.

Lin Wanwan nodded: "Yes, more or less. Mr. Zhou said this color looks good on you."

"My goodness!" Lin's mother slapped her thigh, feeling her heart pounding. "A bag, over 500,000 yuan? That could buy two apartments back in our hometown! This...this is terrifying!"

"Mom, you'll get used to it." Lin Wanwan placed a piece of meat on her chopsticks, speaking calmly.

After a day of learning, her perspective has broadened considerably.

A bag worth 500,000 yuan, in her opinion, is indeed... not bad.

After finishing her meal, Lin Wanwan's phone rang; it was a message from Zhou Cheng.

Pack your things, time to move.

An address followed.

[Jinghu Lane, Courtyard No. 1.]

Lin Wanwan showed the address to her parents.

Lin's father glanced at it, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a "clatter" and shattered into pieces.

"Mirror...Mirror Lake?" He stammered.

What place is that?

The dragon vein of Jiangcheng! Legend has it that only a few influential figures in the province can live there!

I heard that even the worst courtyard house there costs at least 300 million!

"Wanwan...you...what exactly does your Mr. Zhou do?" Lin's mother was also terrified, grabbing her daughter's arm so tightly that her nails were almost digging into her flesh.

Looking at her parents' terrified expressions, Lin Wanwan shook her head and whispered:

"I don't know either."

"All I know is that from now on, our family will no longer have to live at the mercy of others."

Half an hour later, a convoy of Rolls-Royces and Bentleys pulled up downstairs in the residential complex.

A dozen or so movers in uniform rushed upstairs like special forces soldiers.

They wouldn't let the Lin family touch anything; they packed and moved things with swift and professional movements.

All the residents in the community were peering out of their windows to watch this "moving of the century," which looked like something out of a movie.

They watched as the workers tossed the Lin family's dilapidated furniture into the garbage truck without batting an eye.

Watching Mr. and Mrs. Lin being respectfully ushered into the brand-new Mercedes by the driver.

They watched as Lin Wanwan got into a red sports car whose brand they couldn't even recognize.

The convoy slowly drove away, leaving the place where they had lived for decades.

Everyone understood that the Lin family had truly taken off.