Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

"Just drink it like water, don't be shy."

Zhou Cheng's words were spoken so casually, yet everyone in the wine cellar heard them clearly through the phone receiver.

The world is quiet.

Wang Cong, Lu Yufei, and their followers stood there like wooden stakes, their expressions a mixture of shock, envy, and a bit of distortion.

Three million eight hundred thousand worth of wine!

Drink it like water?

Who the hell is this person?

Lin Hao was also dumbfounded; the phone was still pressed against his ear, and he didn't make a sound for a long time.

"Is there anything else?" Zhou Cheng on the other end of the phone sounded a little impatient.

"No...it's nothing, brother-in-law! Thank you, brother-in-law!" Lin Hao snapped back to reality and hurriedly hung up the phone.

The wine cellar remained deathly quiet.

It took Wang Cong a long time to find his voice. He looked at Lin Hao with fervent eyes.

"Hao...Brother Hao! From today onwards, you're my real brother!"

"Brother Hao, I'm following you from now on!"

"Brother Hao, do you take on followers?"

The classmates who were just calling him brothers have now completely changed their attitude.

Lu Yufei's gaze towards Lin Hao became even more complicated. For the first time, she felt that this "country bumpkin" she had previously looked down upon was now pleasing to the eye, even a little irritating.

All of this was because of that "brother-in-law" whose voice he had only heard but who he had never seen.

What kind of monster is that man?

……

After the Lin family moved into No. 1 Jinghu Lane, the lives of Mr. and Mrs. Lin changed completely.

The most obvious thing is that all sorts of relatives who are completely unrelated suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Those distant relatives who used to avoid their house are now incredibly enthusiastic, eager to visit and "recognize" them as family.

That weekend, Lin Wanwan's uncle, Lin Jianguo, led his entire family, carrying large and small bags of things, to her door.

"Jianye! My dear brother!" As soon as Lin Jianguo entered the door, he gave his father a big hug. His enthusiasm made his father feel uncomfortable.

"Brother, what brings you here?" Lin's father asked politely.

He hadn't forgotten how this man had fallen out with his family not long ago over that dilapidated house back in his hometown.

"I heard you moved to a new house, so I came to check it out! My goodness, Jianye, you...you're really living the good life!" Lin Jianguo's eyes were glued to the mahogany furniture in the room, almost unable to be pulled away.

His wife held Lin's mother's hand tightly, calling her "sister-in-law" repeatedly, showing her great affection.

"Sister-in-law, look at you! You're getting younger and younger! Your skin is so well-maintained! You're destined to be a wealthy woman!"

Lin's mother felt pleased by the praise, but her mind remained perfectly clear.

These people weren't coming for them, they were coming for Zhou Cheng.

Following Zhou Cheng's private instructions, the elderly couple remained indifferent, neither kicking the person out nor showing any particular affection.

"Brother, sister-in-law, please sit down. Butler Wang, serve tea to the guests."

What Butler Wang brought out was a top-quality Da Hong Pao tea that Zhou Cheng had sent over.

Lin Jianguo took a sip, his mouth filled with fragrance, and he felt much better. He kept praising, "Good tea! Truly good tea!"

After rambling on for a while, Lin Jianguo finally revealed his true colors.

"Hey... Jianye, look, we're all family. Your family is doing so well now, shouldn't you help out your poor relatives like us?"

He rubbed his hands together, his face full of obsequiousness. "My son is graduating this year, and he still hasn't found a job. You see, could you... have your... son-in-law arrange a job for him?"

coming.

Lin's father sneered inwardly.

He recalled Zhou Cheng's words: "Relatives are like that; they avoid you when you're weak, but cling to you when you're strong. Don't let feelings get in the way; follow the rules."

Lin's father put down his teacup and said slowly, "Brother, I can't make that decision. Zhou Cheng is busy; everything at the company has to go through procedures. Your son is really capable; he should submit his resume himself and earn his living through his own abilities. Nobody can say anything about that."

In short, Lin Jianguo was effectively shut down.

The Lin family spent the entire afternoon trying to persuade him, using all sorts of sweet and sour words, but Mr. and Mrs. Lin just wouldn't budge.

In the end, they could only slink away.

As soon as they left, Lin's mother became a little worried: "Old man, aren't we going to offend all our relatives by doing this?"

"So be it!" Lin's father stood ramrod straight. "This is Zhou Cheng's idea. He said our family is different now; we can't be like before, where anyone could come and kick us while we're down. We can't tolerate anyone who's incompetent but wants to take advantage!"

Lin Wanwan watched from the side, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

She knew that Zhou Cheng was not only changing her fate, but also rebuilding the backbone of her entire family.

Zhou Cheng arrived that evening.

He seemed very busy, and there was a slightly travel-worn smell about him.

After dinner, Mr. and Mrs. Lin tactfully returned to their room, leaving the space to the two young people.

Zhou Cheng accompanied Lin Wanwan for a walk under the corridor in the courtyard.

"Did your relatives come today?" he asked.

"Yes, it's my uncle's family." Lin Wanwan recounted what happened that afternoon.

"Your parents handled it well." Zhou Cheng nodded. "These kinds of things will only happen more often in the future, so you'll have to get used to it."

He looked at Lin Wanwan, then suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms.

How was the etiquette class?

"Hmm... Teacher Wang said I'm improving very quickly." Lin Wanwan leaned against his chest, her voice very soft.

"That's good." Zhou Cheng lowered his head and kissed her forehead. "Are the preparations for next week's banquet complete?"

"I'm a little... nervous."

"With me here, what are you nervous about?" Zhou Cheng laughed. "That day, all you have to do is look beautiful."

The two of them held each other quietly, neither of them saying a word.

The night was beautiful, and the fragrance of osmanthus blossoms in the courtyard wafted in waves.

Lin Wanwan felt that this was the most reassuring moment of her life.

……

Zhou Cheng didn't stay overnight and drove away around 11 p.m.

Lin Wanwan saw him to the door, watched the car lights disappear into the night, and then turned and went back inside.

She returned to her room, washed up, and lay in bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, her mind filled with thoughts of Zhou Cheng.

The next day, the weather was fine.

Lin's mother gets up early; it's been a habit for many years. Although there are now housekeepers and servants at home, she still can't sit still and always wants to tidy up herself.

She took a rag and wiped the mahogany furniture in the living room.

When she touched the huge floor-to-ceiling window, her hand suddenly stopped.

The morning sun shone in at an angle, making some marks on the glass that were usually invisible visible.

She saw a blurry mark left in the lower part of the window.

It felt like something had pressed down hard on it.

She frowned and moved closer.

Beside that blurry mark, there were several very clear fingerprints.

The fingerprints were large, clearly from a man's hand.

But this location doesn't feel right.

The height is only slightly above her waist. Why would a man put his hand there?

Moreover, judging from the direction of the fingerprints, it doesn't seem like they were pressed from the outside; it's more like... someone inside the house was pressed against the window.

Lin's mother's heart skipped a beat.

She suddenly remembered that after Zhou Cheng left last night, the new housekeeper, Xiao Fang, seemed to have gone to the yard to collect some things.

Xiaofang was a new employee hired by Butler Wang. She was in her early twenties, pretty, but her eyes were a little... restless.

An idea popped into her head uncontrollably.

She shook her head, trying to banish the absurd thought.

impossible.

Zhou Cheng dotes on his daughter so much, how could he end up with a mere nanny...?

But how do you explain the marks on the window?

Lin's mother stood there, looking at those glaring finger marks, her face gradually darkening.