Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

The WeChat message Zhou Cheng sent was imprinted in Su Qingyao's mind.

"My people don't need to show their faces or curry favor with irrelevant people."

In the dormitory, Su Qingyao held her phone, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

"My people..."

These three words carried a possessive quality, yet they didn't evoke the slightest aversion in her.

On the contrary, it gave me an unprecedented sense of security.

For the past twenty years, she has not dared to slack off in the slightest because of her mother's illness and her own tuition fees.

She was used to reading people's expressions and saying "thank you" and "sorry" to people.

But now, someone tells her that she no longer needs to please anyone.

This feeling made her even more dizzy than the transfer of one million.

"Yaoyao, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" Li Meng, who was next to her, reached out and touched her forehead with concern.

"N-nothing...it's nothing." Su Qingyao hurriedly put away her phone, her eyes darting away.

Li Meng could easily see through her girlish infatuation and leaned closer, winking and asking, "Did Brother Cheng say something again? Let me see, so I can learn how a tycoon flirts with girls."

"Stop it!" Su Qingyao held her phone tightly to her chest, refusing to let anyone see it.

Just then, Zhou Cheng's second message arrived.

[Pack your things, I'll be downstairs in half an hour.]

Su Qingyao was taken aback, then quickly replied, "Where are you going so late?"

[Perform the mission.]

Zhou Cheng's reply was concise and to the point.

Before Su Qingyao could ask any more questions, the system's voice rang in his mind.

[A preliminary partnership has been detected with the host, meeting the mission trigger conditions.]

[New task released: Improve the quality of life for couples.]

[Task Requirements: Within 24 hours, spend no less than one million yuan on the target person, Su Qingyao, to improve her appearance and quality of life.]

[Task Reward: Five times the amount spent, +5 attribute points for the host.]

Zhou Cheng looked at the task and chuckled.

This system is really thoughtful.

He was just wondering how to completely transform Su Qingyao from head to toe when the task came along.

Half an hour later, the black Cullinan stopped right in front of the girls' dormitory at the music academy.

Su Qingyao, wearing that Armani suit jacket, got into the car somewhat awkwardly.

"Where...where are we going?" she asked softly.

"Jiangcheng International Shopping Center," Zhou Cheng said as he drove. "What you're wearing now, including my coat, doesn't suit you at all."

Su Qingyao looked down at herself. Although the white dress underneath was clean, it was already quite worn from washing.

The canvas shoes on his feet had been worn for several years.

She hadn't thought much of it before, but now, sitting on the Cullinan's soft leather seats and smelling the car's luxurious fragrance, a sense of inferiority welled up inside her.

The car soon arrived at the most luxurious shopping center in Jiangcheng.

This place brings together all the world's top luxury brands and is a money pit for the wealthy and socialites of Wuhan.

Zhou Cheng drove the car directly into the VIP parking lot and led Su Qingyao into the mall through the exclusive passage.

Upon entering, Su Qingyao was so dazzled by the sight before her that she could hardly open her eyes.

Chanel, Dior, Hermès, Cartier... brands she had only ever seen in magazines were now vividly presented before her eyes.

"Let's go, let's start with the first one." Zhou Cheng took her hand and walked straight into the nearest Chanel boutique.

Upon seeing Zhou Cheng's attire and aura, the store's sales assistants immediately greeted him with the warmest smiles.

"Good evening, sir/madam. How can I help you?"

"Bring out all the latest dresses, coats, and shoes in your store, in her size, and let her try them on," Zhou Cheng said, pointing at Su Qingyao in a calm tone.

The sales assistant was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed.

This is a super big customer!

"Okay, sir! Please wait a moment!"

Soon, more than a dozen pieces of clothing were hung up.

Su Qingyao's legs went weak as she looked at the string of zeros on the price tag.

Even the most ordinary T-shirt costs five figures.

"I...I don't need to buy something so expensive." She tugged at Zhou Cheng's sleeve.

"This is a mission," Zhou Cheng said seriously, looking at her. "Just cooperate with me."

Under Zhou Cheng's "forceful" demands, Su Qingyao reluctantly entered the fitting room.

When she came out wearing a black Chanel-style dress, everyone in the store's eyes lit up.

The dress's cut perfectly accentuated her beautiful figure, making her skin appear snow-white and her demeanor pure and noble.

"It looks good." Zhou Cheng nodded and said directly to the sales assistant, "Wrap up this one, and all the ones she tried on earlier."

"Huh? They're all... all wrapped up?" Su Qingyao and the sales assistant were both surprised.

"Is there a problem?"

"No! No problem! Sir, I'll pack it for you right away!" The sales assistant's voice trembled with excitement.

For the next hour, Zhou Cheng and Su Qingyao staged a real-life version of "Sweeping Away the Desolation".

From Chanel to Dior, from Van Cleef & Arpels to Patek Philippe.

Clothes, bags, shoes, jewelry, watches...

Zhou Cheng has only one principle: don't ask about the price, only whether it's suitable.

From initial unease to numbness, Su Qingyao eventually experienced a strange sense of pleasure.

Looking at Zhou Cheng's nonchalant expression as he swiped his card, at the sales assistants' fawning attitude, and at herself in the mirror, enveloped in top-tier luxury goods, she felt like she was living in a dream.

Her favorability rating on the system panel was also skyrocketing.

[Affection +1, current level 71...]

[Affection +1, current level 72...]

……

[Affection +2, currently 80!]

As Zhou Cheng, carrying large bags and small packages, prepared to leave with Su Qingyao, a woman in a corner of the mall was taking pictures of them frantically with her phone.

It's Chen Ting.

Shen Lu's best friend.

She had arranged to go shopping here with a new "young boss" she had recently hooked up with, and happened to witness this scene.

"Holy crap! Isn't that Zhou Cheng? Who's that woman next to him? She's got real money, buying things like they're cabbages!" Chen Ting said sourly to the small business owner next to her while taking pictures.

The shop owner glanced at the shopping bag in Zhou Cheng's hand, then at the Coach bag he had bought for Chen Ting that cost several thousand yuan, and felt a little embarrassed.

Chen Ting ignored him and quickly sent all the photos she had taken to Shen Lu.

[Lulu! Look! I ran into your ex-husband!]

He was shopping with a woman, and wow, he bought Chanel and Hermes without even blinking!

[Is this girl a student? She looks quite innocent, I didn't expect her to be so cunning!]

Where did he get so much money? It must all be your joint marital property, right? You can't just let him and that vixen get away with it so easily!

……

Shen Lu had just returned from the hospital.

Her parents barely managed to cover the debts of her younger brother Shen Qiang's high-interest loans by selling their house in their hometown.

Her father was so angry that he was hospitalized.

She herself was dumped by Zhao Tai, that empty-headed rich second-generation.

It's fair to say that she is now penniless and in a terrible state.

When her phone vibrated, she was lying on her bed in her rented room, thinking about her ridiculous life.

When she saw the photos Chen Ting sent, she sat bolt upright in bed.

In the photo, Zhou Cheng is wearing designer brands she doesn't recognize, and standing next to her is a girl who is younger and prettier than her.

And around them were piles of the luxury goods she had always dreamed of.

Each photograph was like a knife, stabbing deeply into her heart.

On what grounds?

Why is it that the good-for-nothing she kicked away is now living this kind of life?

Why is it that he has the money to buy other women bags worth hundreds of thousands of yuan, but can't even come up with 10,000 yuan for life-saving treatment?

A surge of overwhelming hatred and jealousy instantly overwhelmed her reason.

Chen Ting's last words woke her up.

Yes! It's marital property!

He must have hidden the money before the divorce! All that money should belong to her!

A greedy glint appeared in her eyes as she grabbed her phone and dialed a lawyer's number.

"Hello, Attorney Zhang? I want to sue my ex-husband! I want to sue him for transferring marital property! I want to apply for asset preservation and freeze all his money! I can't let him spend a single penny!"

On the other end of the phone, after listening to her concerns, the lawyer calmly asked, "Do you have evidence to prove that his assets were acquired during your marriage?"

"I don't care! He definitely has it! You have to help me! Tomorrow! Tomorrow morning, I'm going to the court to file a case!" Shen Lu's voice sounded particularly sharp and crazy in the empty rented room.