Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Lin Wanwan hung up on her brother's video call, her cheeks burning hot.

When she looked up, she met her parents' bright, sparkling eyes, which clearly said: We understand.

"Ahem..." Lin's father cleared his throat, picked up the cup of Da Hong Pao tea in front of him that Butler Wang had said cost tens of thousands per ounce, and pretended to blow on it. "Wanwan, that brat Xiao Hao is just making a fuss. Don't take it to heart."

Lin's mother nodded vigorously beside her, but her smile was almost forced: "That's right, that's right, what does your brother know? But...daughter, how far have you and Mr. Zhou gotten?"

It's here, it's finally here.

Lin Wanwan clutched the hem of her clothes, her heart pounding, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a single word.

How so?

He said he was my sugar daddy? He said I was one of the women he kept?

She wouldn't dare say these things to her honest and simple parents.

Seeing her daughter's embarrassed and ashamed expression, Lin's mother knew exactly what was going on. She took Lin Wanwan's hand and patted it earnestly, saying, "Silly child, I've been through this before, I understand. Mr. Zhou is a rare talent; for him to be interested in you is a stroke of good luck for our family. We don't need any titles or formalities; as long as he treats you well and is sincere, that's enough."

Mr. Lin put down his teacup and sighed, "Your mother is right. Our family owes Mr. Zhou a debt we can never repay in this lifetime. From now on, when you're with him, behave yourself, take good care of him, and don't be temperamental, understand?"

The elderly couple spoke back and forth, their meaning clear: they wanted her to recognize her place and be a good "person by Zhou Cheng's side."

Lin Wanwan listened, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

There was a touch of emotion, and also a hint of bitterness.

Just then, a laughing voice came from the other side of the corridor.

"Uncle, Aunt, that's not the right way to think. What do you mean by not seeking a title? How could my woman, Zhou Cheng's woman, not have a title?"

Zhou Cheng arrived unnoticed and stood under the moon gate not far away. He wore a well-tailored casual suit and had a faint smile on his face.

The moment he appeared, the atmosphere of the entire courtyard seemed to change.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin jumped up from the stone bench, unsure of what to do with their hands and feet, extremely nervous.

"Mr. Zhou, what brings you here?"

"Just checking in to see if you're settling in." Zhou Cheng walked over and naturally stood next to Lin Wanwan, pulling her into his arms. He looked at Lin's parents and continued the previous topic: "Wanwan and I are committed to each other for life. From now on, she will be the mistress of this No. 1 Courtyard. As for the official title, it's just a matter of time, no rush."

He spoke these words casually, but to the Lin family, they were like a thunderclap.

Mr. and Mrs. Lin were completely dumbfounded.

Are you aiming for a lifetime of this?

hostess?

They thought their daughter was just a nameless, unrecognized bedmate, never expecting Zhou Cheng to make such a huge promise!

Lin Wanwan was stunned, her whole body stiffening in Zhou Cheng's arms, her nose filled with his pleasant woody scent. The man's hand around her waist was strong and hot, making her heart tremble.

"Mr. Zhou, are you... are you serious?" Lin's mother's lips trembled, and her eyes immediately reddened.

"Of course." Zhou Cheng smiled, looked down at Lin Wan-wan in his arms, whose face was flushed red. "I'm not one to joke around."

He turned to Lin Wanwan and said, "Didn't your brother ask when he's getting married? Tell him that once he gets into university, he can be his brother-in-law."

Once those words were spoken, the last bit of doubt in Mr. and Mrs. Lin's hearts disappeared.

The elderly couple were so moved that tears streamed down their faces as they looked at Zhou Cheng, as if he were their own son-in-law.

"Good, good, good! That's wonderful!" Lin's mother said, wiping away her tears while laughing. "Mr. Zhou, no, son-in-law! It's the greatest blessing our Wanwan has ever had to be with you!"

Lin Wanwan was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, and buried her face in Zhou Cheng's chest.

Zhou Cheng enjoyed this feeling.

He patted Lin Wanwan on the back and said to Lin's parents, "Uncle, Aunt, don't stand, sit down. We're all family now, no need to be so formal."

……

The atmosphere at No. 1 Courtyard in Jinghu is harmonious and joyful.

In a rented room of less than 20 square meters in an urban village, the atmosphere was so oppressive it felt like you could wring water out of it.

Shen Lu locked herself in her room and didn't eat anything all day.

On her phone was an ultimatum from a debt collection company, threatening to Photoshop her photo into a disgusting image and send it to all her relatives and friends if she didn't pay back the money.

Her mind was filled with the scene she had seen at Hang Lung Plaza.

Zhou Cheng, Lin Wanwan, and that watch she could never afford in her dreams.

On what grounds?

What right does that poor girl from the countryside have to live that kind of life?

Why should I hide in a place like this, driven to desperation by loan sharks?

Jealousy and regret churned within her, causing waves of pain.

"Knock knock knock!"

Her mother, Shen Manli, pounded on the door loudly.

"Shen Lu! Get out here! Are you hiding inside like a dead person?!"

Shen Lu didn't move.

"I'm telling you, your dad just called again! He found out that Zhou Cheng is now living in Tomson Riviera! The most expensive apartment in Jiangcheng! Did you hear that?!"

He also said, "You have to find a way! Otherwise, our whole family will be driven to death by loan sharks!"

Shen Manli screamed outside the door.

Shen Lu suddenly flung open the door, her eyes bloodshot and her hair a mess, like a bird's nest.

"Find a way? Find what way?!" she screamed at her mother. "You told me to beg him, and I did! And what happened? He won't even answer my calls! His assistant told me directly that I'm not qualified! Do you understand? I'm not qualified!"

"Then I'll make you qualified!" Shen Manli grabbed her arm, her nails digging into her flesh. "Weren't you quite pretty before? And now? Look at yourself! No wonder Zhou Cheng would never be interested in you!"

"Listen to me! I've discussed it with your dad!" Shen Manli lowered her voice, a mad glint in her eyes. "We'll borrow! We'll borrow another sum of money! We'll get you plastic surgery! The best! Make you look like one of those vixens!"

"Then, you go and wait at the entrance of Tomson Riviera! Wait every day! I don't believe he won't come out even once! As long as he sees you, as long as you can strike up a conversation, with your past methods, are you afraid you won't be able to hook him?"

Shen Lu felt a chill run down her spine.

Borrow money? Repay?

Go get plastic surgery?

What's the difference between this and making her sell herself?

"I'm not going!" She shook off her mother's hand and backed away.

"This isn't up to you!" Shen Manli's face twisted in anger. "If you don't go, I'll pretend you're not my daughter! You can just wait to be dragged away by those debt collectors!"

After saying that, Shen Manli slammed the door shut and left.

Shen Lu was left alone in the room again.

She collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.

After a long while, as if she had made up her mind, she wiped away her tears, got up from the ground, and opened her phone's browser.

She typed a few words in the search box with trembling hands:

Jiangcheng, the fastest microloan provider.

On the screen, a bunch of colorful GGs immediately popped up.

One of them, advertised as "no collateral required, loan disbursement in three minutes, interest rate as low as one percent," stood out prominently.

She stared at the words, and her gaze gradually changed.