Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Wang Cong barely slept all night.

My mind is filled with the image of that shiny black Mercedes and the driver bending down to call out "Young Master".

The next day at school, contrary to his usual behavior, he didn't pick a fight with Lin Hao. Instead, he went over to him himself and forced a smile.

"Um... Lin Hao, yesterday... I was being rude yesterday, I apologize to you."

Lin Hao glanced at him but didn't reply. He wasn't one to hold grudges, but Wang Cong's behavior yesterday had certainly annoyed him.

"Hey buddy, don't do that." Wang Cong got a little impatient when he saw that Lin Hao was ignoring him. He pulled a brand new Apple earphone case out of his pocket and shoved it into Lin Hao's hand. "Here, take this. As an apology."

"I don't want it." Lin Hao pushed it back again.

Several onlookers gathered around to watch the spectacle.

"Lin Hao, Brother Cong has already apologized, let it go."

"Yeah, Lin Hao, your family is amazing! Was that Mercedes your dad's yesterday?" A boy named Zhao Lei asked curiously.

"No." Lin Hao shook his head.

"Your grandfather's?"

"No, not exactly."

"Whose is that?" A girl named Lu Yufei came over. Her family was in the foreign trade business, and she was the most respected person in the class besides Wang Cong.

Lin Hao was getting a little annoyed by their questions, and blurted out, "My brother-in-law's."

"Brother-in-law?" Wang Cong's eyes lit up. "What does your brother-in-law do? He's so awesome!"

"I don't know either," Lin Hao said truthfully.

"Tch, what are you pretending for?" Lu Yufei pouted, clearly displeased.

Wang Cong's eyes lit up, and he had an idea. He put his arm around Lin Hao's shoulder and smiled broadly: "Lin Hao, buddy, look, we're friends now. Can you take us to see your house in Mirror Lake? We've never seen that place before."

"Yeah, yeah! Take us there!"

"Lin Hao, please!"

Several classmates immediately joined in the commotion.

Lin Hao was undecided; he had no idea whether Zhou Cheng would allow it or not.

"I'll just go take a look, I promise I won't do anything rash!" Wang Cong thumped his chest loudly.

Lin Hao, having been pestered by them for so long, finally relented, his desire to show off resurfacing, and said, "Well... okay. I need to ask my sister first."

He sent Lin Wanwan a WeChat message and replied shortly after: [Okay, but not too late.]

Having received confirmation, Lin Hao breathed a sigh of relief and straightened his back a bit.

After school in the afternoon, Li's Mercedes-Benz S-Class was parked at the school gate on time again.

Wang Cong, Lu Yufei, and two other classmates got into the car with Lin Hao.

As soon as they got into the car, the group couldn't take it all in. They touched this and looked at that, constantly exclaiming "Wow!" and "Holy crap!"

"This chair is so comfortable, it even has a massage function!"

"Brother Cong, this car is way better than your X7!"

Wang Cong's face twitched, but he didn't say a word.

Lu Yufei took out her phone and snapped a bunch of photos of the car's interior. She selected a few with the best angles, typed a caption, and posted it on her WeChat Moments: "I rode in my friend's S-Class today. It was just so-so. I still prefer the handling of my Panamera."

The car drove all the way to Mirror Lake.

After passing several checkpoints, we finally stopped in front of a vermilion gate with the words "No. 1 Courtyard" written on the lintel.

The car fell silent instantly; the people inside didn't dare to breathe.

The gate slowly opened, revealing a Chinese garden that looked exactly like the one depicted in the painting.

"Oh my god..." Wang Cong looked at the artificial mountains, streams, pavilions and towers in front of him and could not speak properly.

This isn't a place for people to live in, this is a royal palace from ancient times!

The car stopped in front of the main house. Butler Uncle Wang, along with two servants, were already waiting at the door.

"Young Master, you're back." Uncle Wang respectfully opened the car door for Lin Hao.

"Uncle Wang, this is my classmate. He's here to visit." Lin Hao was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"Welcome, young guests." Uncle Wang said with a perfectly timed smile, leading them inside.

Upon entering the room, Wang Cong and his group stopped abruptly.

The mahogany furniture inside was frighteningly glossy. The ink paintings on the walls were incomprehensible, but they were undeniably impressive. And the floor was so shiny you could see your reflection in it.

Everything was telling them two words: Don't touch it.

"Wow, this sofa... it's made of mahogany, right?" Lu Yufei wanted to act like she knew what she was talking about, so she reached out to touch it.

"Miss Lu has a good eye," Uncle Wang said with a smile. "This set is made of Hainan rosewood and is worth a little over two million."

Lu Yufei's hand remained frozen in mid-air.

Wang Cong felt a cramp in his legs. Two million? Just for a sofa? Even if his dad smashed and sold everything in his several-hundred-square-meter office, he still wouldn't have that much money!

"Please make yourselves at home, don't be shy." Lin Hao imitated Zhou Cheng's style, waving his hand with a big wave, feeling incredibly pleased with himself.

But who dared to sit there? They all stood there like wooden statues, their eyes darting around.

"Young Master, Mr. Zhou just called," Uncle Wang reported. "He said there's an urgent matter at the company and he'll be going there first. He told you and your classmates to go play first, and you don't need to wait for him to eat."

"Okay, sure." Lin Hao nodded.

Lu Yufei's heart skipped a beat when she heard "Mr. Zhou". She had overheard Lin Hao mentioning "brother-in-law" in the car earlier; was the owner of this house Mr. Zhou?

Her eyes darted around, and she deliberately asked in a naive tone, "Uncle Wang, this house is so beautiful! Did Lin Hao's brother-in-law buy it? What does he do? He must be really impressive, right?"

Uncle Wang smiled and replied politely yet distantly, "It's not appropriate for us servants to pry into Mr. Zhou's private matters. What would you young guests like to drink? Juice or cola?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than footsteps echoed down the stairs.

Lin Wanwan came downstairs dressed in casual home clothes.

She had just finished class and still looked a little tired, but the air of sophistication cultivated by money and top-notch education was already undeniable.

When Wang-Cong and the others saw Lin Wanwan, their eyes widened in surprise.

They had never seen such a beautiful girl. She wasn't the typical cookie-cutter internet celebrity face; she possessed a uniquely clean and pure beauty, with an indescribable air of nobility.

"Sister!" Lin Hao quickly ran over.

"Hmm, your classmates are here?" Lin Wanwan nodded lightly at them.

Her gaze swept over Lu Yufei. The girl's makeup was too heavy, and her eyes were full of shrewdness and calculation; she didn't like her.

"Hello, sister!" Wang Cong quickly nodded and bowed, his face turning red.

Lu Yufei felt like an alarm had been raised in her heart as she looked at Lin Wanwan, a surge of jealousy rising within her.

On what grounds?

Why does this country bumpkin have such a beautiful older sister and live in a place like this?

She glanced again at Lin Wanwan's simple white T-shirt, which didn't even have a brand name, and she knew what was going on.

So, she deliberately tossed her hair, revealing the Cartier Ballon Bleu bracelet on her wrist, and said with a smile, "Sister, you're so beautiful, your skin is so nice. What skincare products do you usually use? I recently had someone bring me a La Mer set from France, but I feel like the effects are just so-so."

These words sound like a compliment, but they're actually all about showing off.

Lin Wanwan glanced at her but didn't say anything.

Uncle Wang, standing nearby, seemed not to have noticed anything and smiled as he said:

"This lady is joking. The products our young lady uses are all custom-made for her skin type by a private laboratory in Switzerland; they are not sold on the market."

One sentence left Lu Yufei speechless, almost unable to breathe.

Her face flushed instantly, turning a deep, almost purple red.