Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

On the other end of the phone was Lin Wanwan's younger brother crying and screaming. The sound was still going on, and it sounded very sharp and piercing.

Lin Wanwan's face turned pale instantly, her hand holding the phone trembled, and she felt like she couldn't stand up straight.

Su Qingyao, Li Meng, and Wang Jing also heard the voice on the phone, and their faces showed worry, but they didn't know what to do.

Inside the living room, Zhou Cheng was the only one there, and his expression remained unchanged.

He looked at Lin Wanwan, then said in a very calm tone, repeating what he had said before: "Tell them they must get out of your house within half an hour. Otherwise, they will face the consequences."

This sentence seems to have some kind of magic.

Lin Wanwan seemed to have found a glimmer of hope, so she said into her phone, "My boss said you have half an hour to get out, or you'll face the consequences!"

The person on the other end of the phone paused for a moment, then a very rude male voice started cursing: "Your boss? Who the hell are you trying to scare? Let me tell you, I'm not only going to burn your house down today, I'm going to chop off your mother's fingers! If you've got the guts, send your damn boss over here!"

"Beep...beep..."

The call was disconnected.

Lin Wanwan swayed, and finally couldn't hold back anymore; large tears fell from her eyes.

"It's over... They're definitely going to hurt my mom..." She squatted on the ground, hugging her knees, and cried bitterly.

Seeing her like this, Su Qingyao quickly went over to comfort her, saying, "Wanwan, don't worry, let's think of another way, or... shall we call the police?"

"Call the police?" Li Meng whispered from the side. "Those people are reckless. Calling the police is useless. At most, they'll be locked up for a few days, but when they get out, they'll definitely retaliate even more severely."

Zhou Cheng ignored their discussion.

He simply took out his phone, found Canglang's number, and dialed it.

"Boss." The call was answered quickly.

"In the west of the city, in Desheng Residential Area, Building 3, Unit 401, there's a group of loan sharks causing trouble there. Take your men over and handle it." Zhou Cheng's tone was devoid of emotion.

The wolf on the other end of the phone asked, "How should we proceed?"

Zhou Cheng's voice was soft. He said, "Whether you break their legs and throw them into the river to feed the fish, or 'invite' them out for tea, that's up to you. I only have one requirement: handle it cleanly and efficiently, leaving no trouble behind. Also, go and find out which company issued the loan. I don't want that company still operating in Jiangcheng tomorrow morning."

"I see."

Canglang only said those three words before hanging up the phone.

The entire phone call lasted less than thirty seconds.

Zhou Cheng put down his phone.

He felt that everything was arranged.

Then he walked up to Lin Wanwan and looked at her.

Get up.

Lin Wanwan raised her head, her eyes red and swollen from crying, and looked blankly at Zhou Cheng.

"My men are already there. Call your family again in twenty minutes."

After Zhou Cheng finished speaking, he returned to the sofa and sat down, even pouring himself a glass of water, as if he had simply asked the butler to buy a pack of cigarettes.

Lin Wanwan stared at him blankly, forgetting even to cry.

Li Meng and Wang Jing exchanged a glance, not daring to even breathe loudly.

They now understood what Zhou Cheng meant by "bear the consequences yourself".

That was no joke; it was a judgment that determined someone's life or death.

Su Qingyao helped Lin Wanwan sit down on the sofa and comforted her softly.

The next twenty minutes felt like an eternity to these girls.

Only Zhou Cheng was leisurely leaning back on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed.

After his physical condition improved to 87 points, he felt that he had a lot of energy. He had been with Qin Yue all night, but he was not tired at all. On the contrary, he felt very energetic.

"Ring ring..."

Lin Wanwan's phone alarm went off.

She was startled, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and then she dialed her home phone number.

The phone rang for a long time before someone answered. It was her younger brother's voice, but this time, he didn't cry. His voice trembled as if he had just escaped a disaster.

"Sister...Sister...please...please come back soon..."

"How is Mom? Where are those people?" Lin Wanwan asked anxiously.

"They're gone...they're all gone..."

Her brother's voice was still trembling, "Just now... just now a lot of men in black suits suddenly rushed in, without saying a word, and dragged all those debt collectors out... I think I saw... their legs... they looked like they were broken... It was terrifying..."

Lin Wanwan's mind went blank for a moment.

She hung up the phone and stared blankly at the man sitting in the main seat, his eyes still closed.

Awe, gratitude, and an indescribable fear mingled together in her heart.

"Thank you... thank you, boss." She stood up and bowed deeply to Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng didn't even open his eyes; he just waved his hand.

"It's nothing."

He felt that this was really a trivial matter.

With the troubles at Lin Wanwan's house resolved, the atmosphere in the living room finally improved a bit.

Su Qingyao walked behind Zhou Cheng and began to massage his temples.

"Didn't you sleep well last night?" Her voice was very gentle, as if it could drip water.

"Yes, I took care of some things." Zhou Cheng enjoyed her massage, but he was thinking about Shen Lu.

However, Zhou Cheng remembered his past.

He remembered the time he spent with Shen Lu.

Back then, when he came home from get off work, Shen Lu never gave him a massage.

She wouldn't even pour him a cup of hot water.

She just plays on her phone on the sofa and complains that he comes home too late, saying that he's interfering with her watching her favorite shows.

At that time, he thought he wasn't doing well enough and wasn't earning enough money.

Looking back now, it's really ridiculous.

Whether a woman truly loves you or not can actually be seen from these little things in life.

"Yaoyao, your massage skills are pretty good. Who taught you?" Zhou Cheng hummed comfortably.

"My mother used to be in poor health, and I often gave her massages," Su Qingyao replied softly.

"From now on, you can only massage me." Zhou Cheng grabbed her hand and kissed the back of it.

Su Qingyao's face flushed instantly. Her roommates were still there, and she felt a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Li Meng, who was standing nearby, rolled her eyes and ran over as well.

"Brother Cheng, I can do massage too! I even studied Thai massage professionally! How about... I give it a try for you?" She looked at Zhou Cheng expectantly.

"You?" Zhou Cheng glanced at her. "With your strength, you'd be better off just tickling me."

"Hey, Cheng-ge, don't underestimate me!" Li Meng retorted.

They were joking when Zhou Cheng's phone suddenly vibrated.

He picked it up and saw it was a WeChat message from Chen Ting.

Mr. Zhou, Shen Lu, along with her mother and brother, caused trouble again this afternoon at the old house where your parents used to live.

There's also a short video at the bottom of the WeChat message.

In the video, Shen Lu's mother is sitting at the entrance of the building, slapping her thigh and throwing a tantrum, hurling insults at the Zhou family, saying that they have forgotten their poor relatives after getting rich and are ungrateful.

Shen Qiang acted like a petty thug, leaning against the wall smoking and kicking his neighbor's door.

Shen Lu stood to the side with her hair all messed up, crying into the air, saying that Zhou Cheng had no conscience and that she was going to come back and settle accounts with him.

The neighbors from the entire community came out to watch the commotion, pointing and gossiping about the family.

Zhou Cheng looked at the three people in the video; they looked like clowns.

The smile on his face disappeared, his mood soured, and his eyes turned cold.

These people are so annoying.

He originally intended for them to perish on their own, but now it seems they're determined to court their own demise.

Then let's grant their wish.

Zhou Cheng called Qin Yue directly.

"Boss." Qin Yue's voice was a little hoarse on the other end of the phone, as if she was still hungover, but it only made her sound more charming.

"You're awake?"

"Yes, I just woke up. Boss, last night..."

"We'll talk about last night later."