Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Outside the gate of "Jinghu Li", the ground, which used to be relatively tidy, is now a mess.

Zhang Guifen collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant, muttering repeatedly, "My money... my three hundred million..." in a hoarse voice, sounding somewhat abnormal.

Shen Qiang wasn't in much better shape. He crouched on the ground, clutching his head, his body trembling uncontrollably. A hundred million in pocket money, a three-hundred-million-yuan villa—these numbers kept clashing in his mind, driving him nearly insane.

He couldn't understand why. Why had his good-for-nothing brother-in-law, whom he used to boss around, suddenly become so rich? And not a single penny of that money belonged to him.

Shen Lu was the only one of the three who was still standing, but standing was more uncomfortable than being paralyzed.

She looked at the bustling road, at the shimmering East Lake in the distance, and everything before her lost its color. She thought of Qin Yue, the woman sitting in the Mercedes, looking down at her with a condescending gaze. Qin Yue was beautiful, capable, and elegant, while she herself had thrown a tantrum at Qin Yue's doorstep, only to be utterly humiliated by two documents.

Dignity is long gone.

Not far away, Tiger and his gang were leaning against a bread truck, smoking and watching the farce come to an end with great interest.

"Tiger, what do we do now? This family seems to have gone mad; we can't squeeze a single penny out of them," one of the henchmen whispered as he approached.

Tiger exhaled a smoke ring, his face expressionless. "Can't squeeze any more out of them? Have you forgotten what Assistant Qin said? Mr. Zhou's intention is to make sure they never have a peaceful day. Money is a small matter; making their lives miserable is the real issue."

He glanced at the three lifeless men on the ground, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. This Mr. Zhou's methods were truly ruthless. Without bloodshed or gore, just a few phone calls and a few documents were enough to drive them to their deaths. This wasn't just torture; it was utterly psychological.

"Get all three of them in the car!" Tiger threw his cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with his toe. "The house's gone, but the people are still here. The guy, send him to a black coal mine to dig coal. He'll be released when he's mined 300,000 yuan worth. The older one, send him to a construction site to wash dishes. As for the woman..."

Tiger Brother's gaze fell on Shen Lu, and he looked her up and down before clicking his tongue: "She's not bad looking. Send her to 'Nightfall' to be a princess; that'll make money fast."

"The night is falling? Brother Tiger, that place is..." Upon hearing this, the underling turned pale.

"Stop talking nonsense! My words don't carry any weight?" Tiger glared.

Just as his henchmen were about to step forward to drag the man away, a muffled engine sound came from afar.

A black Rolls-Royce Cullinan slid out of the gate of "Mirror Lake".

The massive vehicle reflected the sunlight so brightly that it was almost blinding.

Tiger and his henchmen instinctively straightened up, even forgetting to smoke.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing a young man in the driver's seat—Zhou Cheng.

He was wearing sunglasses, so you couldn't see his eyes, but his face was exactly the same as the old photos stored on Shen Qiang's phone, yet he seemed like a completely different person.

Their temperaments are worlds apart.

In the passenger seat sat a very pretty girl, Su Qingyao. She looked curiously at the chaotic scene outside the window and whispered, "Chengcheng, what are they doing?"

Zhou Cheng didn't even glance at the Shen family of three on the ground. His gaze was fixed on Brother Tiger.

Tiger felt a chill run down his spine, so he quickly forced a smile and bowed as he moved closer.

"Mr. Zhou..."

"Is the matter settled?" Zhou Cheng's voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

"It's done... all done! Everything was handled perfectly as you instructed!" Tiger replied quickly.

"Hmm." Zhou Cheng responded through his nose, then nodded his chin towards the Shen family of three. "How much money do they owe you?"

"The principal was 300,000, and with compound interest, it's now worth about 600,000," Tiger replied honestly.

"Oh." Zhou Cheng nodded, then said something that stunned Tiger and the Shen family of three.

"Not a penny less. The matter is settled only when the debt is fully repaid. If you can't pay it back..."

Zhou Cheng paused, then turned to Su Qingyao and smiled, his tone softening. "Yaoyao, tell me, isn't it only right to pay back debts?"

Although Su Qingyao didn't know what had happened, she still obediently nodded: "Mm."

Zhou Cheng then looked at Tiger again, his tone still calm: "Did you hear that? My girlfriend said it's perfectly normal. So, I don't care what methods are used. Just don't kill anyone or dirty this land."

After saying that, he ignored everyone else and rolled up the car window.

The Cullinan emitted a soft roar, accelerated smoothly, and drove past the Shen family of three.

Throughout the entire process, Zhou Cheng never looked directly at Shen Lu.

The feeling of being completely ignored was more painful for Shen Lu than any vicious curse.

She watched the luxury car drive away, and the man inside who used to be hers was now embracing another woman, not even bothering to give her a second glance.

"ah--!"

Shen Lu completely lost control of her emotions. She screamed and lunged towards the back of the car.

"Zhou Cheng! You're not human! You'll get your comeuppance!"

The two security guards reacted quickly and grabbed her around the waist.

Tiger Brother snapped out of his daze, a sinister grin spreading across his face. He finally understood: Mr. Zhou was determined to destroy them. Those words, seemingly addressed to him, were actually meant for the Shen family. "Pay back the money"? Wasn't that telling him he could push them to their deaths?

"What the hell are you standing there for! Drag him away!" Tiger kicked one of his underlings in the butt.

Several burly men pounced on them, ignoring Zhang Guifen and Shen Lu's cries and struggles, and dragged the three of them into the bread cart.

The onlookers pointed and whispered among themselves.

"What a tragedy! I heard they used to be a family, and now they've fallen apart like this."

"Serves them right! I heard that family is no good; they're insatiably greedy!"

"Yeah, look how well they're doing now, driving luxury cars, with beautiful women around. It's infuriating to compare yourself to others."

The chaos was quickly quelled by the security guards. Outside the gate of Mirror Lake, the usual tranquility returned, as if nothing had happened.

……

Night falls, Moon Bay A-01 Manor, study.

After finishing the last document, Zhou Cheng leaned back in his boss's chair and stretched.

The outcome of today's play made him very happy.

Killing people like the Shen family would be too lenient. Letting them live, but forever trapped in regret, jealousy, and despair, is the best punishment.

There was a knock on the study door, and Qin Yue walked in carrying a cup of hand-drip coffee.

She changed out of her smart business attire and into a black silk robe, the V-neck revealing her delicate collarbone and a glimpse of snow-white skin. Her long, wet hair cascaded over her shoulders, as if she had just taken a shower.

"Boss, your coffee." She placed the coffee on the table, her voice slightly more languid and hoarse than during the day.

Zhou Cheng didn't touch the coffee; instead, he looked at her.

"Thank you for your hard work this afternoon."

"It's my honor to share the boss's burdens." Qin Yue bowed slightly, the collar of her bathrobe dropping even lower.

Zhou Cheng smiled and said nothing more.

The study was quiet, with only the faint sound of the air conditioner blowing.

Qin Yue stood still, showing no intention of leaving. She looked at Zhou Cheng, her eyes filled with admiration and longing.

This afternoon, although she only controlled everything remotely via phone and documents, the feeling of having others at her beck and call gave her a thrill.

And the one who gave her all of this was the man in front of her.

"Boss..." She took another step forward, her voice even softer.

Zhou Cheng looked at her and suddenly said, "Light me a cigarette."

Qin Yue was taken aback.

She knew Zhou Cheng didn't smoke; at least, she had never seen him smoke.

But she didn't ask why; she just nodded, turned, and walked out of the study.

A few minutes later, she returned with a bag of specially supplied "Panda" cigarettes and an exquisite lighter.

She skillfully unpacked the package, pulled out one, and held it to Zhou Cheng's lips.

Then, she bent down, getting very close, and with her other hand protecting the flame, she lit the cigarette with a "click".

The orange-red firelight illuminated her face, which was so close to mine, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be shimmering with tears.

Zhou Cheng took a drag, and the pungent smoke filled his lungs, bringing a strange and stimulating sensation.

He slowly exhaled smoke, and in the swirling smoke, he grabbed Qin Yue's wrist.

"Don't go back tonight."

Qin Yue's body trembled slightly, and then she went limp and leaned against him.

"Yes, boss."

The moonlight outside the window was perfect, and the light in the study stayed on all night.