Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Zhou Cheng's movements were natural, without the slightest hint of lewdness, yet they carried an irresistible intimacy.

This small physical contact instantly established dominance between the two.

Su Qingyao's heart was in complete turmoil.

She never imagined that the mysterious tycoon who spent money like water online and whom she thought was a greasy middle-aged man was actually such a young and handsome man.

Reality was even more absurd than her wildest fantasies.

"Mr. Zhou... hello." She stammered, her voice barely audible.

"Just call me Zhou Cheng." Zhou Cheng smiled, then turned to look at President Wang, who was still standing to the side. "President Wang, is there anything else?"

"No...it's nothing! Mr. Zhou, please enjoy your meal. I...I'll be going now!"

Mr. Wang bowed and scraped as he retreated. As he left, he glanced at Su Qingyao with lingering fear, his eyes filled with envy and jealousy.

He couldn't understand how this seemingly ordinary college student had gotten involved with Zhou Cheng.

The restaurant returned to silence.

Su Qingyao lowered her head, the blush on her face had not yet faded, and even her neck had turned pink.

She felt extremely ashamed of her misunderstanding.

"I'm sorry... I thought..." she apologized softly.

"What did you think? Did you think I was like him?" Zhou Cheng pointed in the direction where President Wang had left and asked with great interest.

Su Qingyao lowered her head even further.

"Disappointed?"

"No, no, no! It's not!" She hurriedly raised her head and shook her head frantically. Because of the large movements, the expression on her face looked somewhat comical. "I... I'm just so surprised. I didn't expect... you to be so young."

"That's a pleasant surprise," Zhou Cheng said. "It seems that spending 600,000 yuan was worthwhile."

His words, half true and half false, tinged with teasing, made Su Qingyao's face blush even more.

She then remembered her "purpose" for coming here today.

She came for the money.

Thinking of this, the budding romantic notion in her heart was extinguished by the cold water of reality.

She and he were ultimately from different worlds.

She was just someone he bought with money, someone he could only entertain for one night.

The atmosphere suddenly became somewhat awkward.

The waiter brought the menu at just the right time.

Zhou Cheng didn't look at the menu and directly told Su Qingyao, "Order whatever you want."

Su Qingyao took the menu, glanced at it, and was shocked by the prices.

Even the most basic salad costs four figures.

She didn't dare to order and pushed the menu back, saying, "You...you order, I'm fine with anything."

Zhou Cheng didn't stand on ceremony with her, skillfully ordering several of the restaurant's signature dishes, and also a bottle of expensive champagne.

Only after the waiter left did he look at Su Qingyao again.

"Now, can you tell me your story?" His tone was calm, as if he were chatting casually. "Why did you offer a condition like 'The Emperor's Arrival'?"

He knew that such a condition was not something a girl with Su Qingyao's personality would bring up on her own initiative.

Su Qingyao was taken aback; she hadn't expected him to ask that.

She hesitated for a moment, but ultimately decided to tell the truth.

In front of this man, any concealment or scheming seems ridiculous.

"Yes...it was my roommate who made me do it." She lowered her head, her voice filled with guilt. "She said she wanted to test you...she said that all men..."

She was too embarrassed to voice Li Meng's theory of "male nature".

"She's right." Zhou Cheng nodded in agreement. "Appropriately raising one's own value is a smart move. At least, it can filter out most of the flies like that Mr. Wang from earlier."

Su Qingyao was surprised by his reaction and looked up in astonishment.

"Then...aren't you angry?"

"Why should I be angry?" Zhou Cheng retorted. "You set a price, and I accepted it. It's a fair deal. I got what I wanted, and you got what you needed. We each got what we wanted, didn't we?"

His frankness left Su Qingyao speechless for a moment.

"Do you really need the money?" Zhou Cheng continued to ask.

When money was mentioned, Su Qingyao's eyes dimmed.

She nodded, her voice choked with emotion: "My mother... she's sick, she has uremia and needs a kidney transplant. The surgery and subsequent treatment costs are a bottomless pit."

My father passed away when I was very young, and all the burdens of the family fell on my shoulders.

I applied for student loans and have been working part-time jobs—tutoring, waitressing… I've done everything, but the money I've earned is still a drop in the bucket.

"Live streaming is my last resort." She looked up at Zhou Cheng, her eyes glistening with tears. "I know many people look down on streamers, thinking we're just online beggars. But I have no other choice."

"That night was my first time streaming. I lost the PK battle and was humiliated by the other side. I had already planned to give up. I never expected... to meet you."

Her voice was filled with genuine gratitude.

"Is it really a deceased father, an ailing mother, and a younger brother who loves gambling?" Zhou Cheng listened quietly without saying a word.

He thought of his mother, and the night he had called around begging for help to pay the 10,000 yuan surgery fee.

At that moment, he felt more sympathy and appreciation for the girl in front of him.

She and Shen Lu are two completely different kinds of people.

One can risk their dignity and fight for their family.

One person would stand by and watch their mother-in-law die, all for their own sake.

The dishes were served one by one.

The exquisite plating and expensive ingredients made Su Qingyao feel somewhat unreal.

This meal took almost two hours to finish.

Zhou Cheng was very courteous and chatted with her for a long time, from music and art to school life and future plans.

He didn't bring up the topic of money or transactions again, just like a friend he'd known for a long time.

Su Qingyao gradually lowered her guard. She discovered that this man was not only rich but also very cultured, and chatting with him was a very comfortable experience.

After the meal, her feelings for him grew even stronger.

When it came time to pay, Zhou Cheng swiped his card.

He didn't even blink at a meal that cost over 200,000 yuan.

Stepping out of the restaurant, the night view of Jiangcheng unfolds before your eyes.

A cool evening breeze was blowing.

Su Qingyao pulled her dress tighter around herself.

Zhou Cheng noticed this detail and naturally took off his suit jacket and draped it over her shoulders.

His warmth and faint scent of cologne still lingered on her coat, making Su Qingyao's heart flutter again.

"I'll take you back to school," Zhou Cheng said.

"Mmm." Su Qingyao nodded obediently.

The two walked side by side toward the elevator, the atmosphere somewhat awkward.

Su Qingyao secretly glanced at the man beside her. His profile was well-defined and handsome under the light.

For the first time, an unrealistic fantasy arose in her heart.

If... if we could stay like this forever, how wonderful that would be?

When the two arrived at the underground parking garage, Su Qingyao was still shocked when she saw the black Cullinan.

Sitting inside the car, feeling the luxurious interior and the exceptional smoothness, she felt like Cinderella who had accidentally wandered into a castle.

The car soon arrived at the girls' dormitory building of the music academy.

"We've arrived." Zhou Cheng stopped the car.

"Okay, thank you for bringing me back." Su Qingyao unbuckled her seatbelt but didn't get out of the car immediately.

She was a little reluctant to part with him.

"Clothes..." she pointed to the suit jacket she was wearing.

"Wear these for now, it's cold," Zhou Cheng said. "You can return them to me next time we meet."

Next time we meet?

In Su Qingyao's heart, it was as if a small pebble had been thrown in, creating ripples.

Does he... want to see me again?

She was about to get out of the car when Zhou Cheng suddenly called out to her.

"etc."

He leaned closer to her.

The distance between the two was instantly shortened.

Su Qingyao could even smell his pleasant scent and feel his warm breath on her cheeks.

Her heart was in her throat; she was so nervous she could hardly breathe.

What...what does he want to do?