Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Zhou Cheng looked at Feng Fangfang's submissive demeanor, as if she wanted to rip out her heart, and couldn't muster any interest.

Women who can be easily swayed by money are too easy to manipulate; they're not fun to play with.

He stubbed out his cigarette and a new idea popped into his head.

I originally planned to separate these women to avoid trouble. But then I thought, that would be too boring.

They're all my own things, why should I hide them?

He wanted to see how they would react when they were placed under the same roof.

It's better to control a good show than to control a disorganized mess. He was the one who wrote the script.

"Come on, I'll take you somewhere." Zhou Cheng picked up the car keys.

"Where are you going, Mr. Zhou?" Feng Fangfang quickly got out of bed, her voice sweet and cloying.

"Your new home."

Feng Fangfang's heart skipped a beat, thinking that Zhou Cheng was going to take her back to the Moon Bay Manor, which she had only heard of in legends. She quickly changed her clothes, her face flushed the whole way.

As a result, Zhou Cheng's Panamera drove directly to the entrance of Manor A-01 in Moon Bay. Feng Fangfang's smile gradually froze upon seeing the people in the courtyard.

By the pool, under a parasol, Su Qingyao was chatting and laughing with Li Meng and Wang Jing.

The three girls were all wearing swimsuits, with water droplets still clinging to their bodies, and they looked very refreshed.

When they saw Zhou Cheng get out of the car and then saw Feng Fangfang following behind him, their laughter and chatter suddenly stopped.

Only the sound of the wind rustling through the leaves remained in the courtyard.

Li Meng and Wang Jing's eyes immediately hardened, filled with wariness.

Su Qingyao's complexion visibly worsened. She looked at Feng Fangfang, then at Zhou Cheng, her lips moved, but she couldn't utter a word.

Feng Fangfang also panicked.

Little did she know that the "new home" Zhou Cheng was talking about was this place!

Isn't this tantamount to throwing her into a fire pit?

She instinctively hid behind Zhou Cheng, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and put on a pitiful look.

"Chengcheng..." Su Qingyao finally spoke, her throat tight, "What...what is she doing here?"

Li Meng was the first to stand up, put her hands on her hips, and blocked Su Qingyao's way.

"Zhou Cheng! What do you mean? What are you planning to do by bringing this sleazy woman back to Yao Yao's place?"

Wang Jing chimed in, "Exactly! Everyone in our school knows what kind of person Feng Fangfang is. Cheng-ge, don't let her fool you!"

The three girls stood in a row, clearly indicating their unity against a common enemy.

Zhou Cheng found the scene amusing rather than annoying.

He ignored the loud and boisterous Li Meng and Wang Jing, and strode towards Su Qingyao.

Su Qingyao took a step back instinctively as he stared at her, her eyes reddening slightly.

"Don't come any closer!"

Zhou Cheng ignored her completely, stretched out his arm, and pulled Su Qingyao into his arms, holding her tightly.

"Ugh... Let go!" Su Qingyao struggled, punching his chest with her fists, but her strength was nothing to him.

"Have you made enough of a scene?" Zhou Cheng whispered in her ear, his voice low but leaving no room for negotiation.

He held Su Qingyao in his arms, his gaze sweeping over the other two girls, and then glancing at Feng Fangfang, who was hiding behind the car with a look of fear and innocence.

"From today onwards, Fangfang will also live here."

He issued the notice directly.

These words stunned all the girls present.

"Why should she?!" Li Meng was the first to explode. "This is Yao Yao's house! Who does she think she is, to dare move in here?"

Feng Fangfang's face turned pale and then red, she bit her lip in grievance, tears welling up in her eyes.

"Mr. Zhou...maybe I should leave. I don't want to put you in a difficult position..." Her acting was just right.

"Do you even have a place to speak here?" Zhou Cheng retorted coldly without even turning his head.

Feng Fangfang immediately shut up, not daring to say another word.

Su Qingyao in his arms stopped struggling. She raised her head, her eyes filled with tears, and looked at Zhou Cheng: "Chengcheng, do you have to do this?"

"Yes," Zhou Cheng replied quickly and firmly.

He released Su Qingyao, but his hand remained firmly on her waist.

He looked at the girls in front of him: Li Meng's anger, Wang Jing's worry, Su Qingyao's sadness, and Feng Fangfang's fear.

He really enjoyed this feeling; he could completely control everyone's emotions with just a few words.

"Do you all think that just because you live here, you're the mistress of the house?" Zhou Cheng's tone was indifferent. "And that you can interfere in my affairs?"

Su Qingyao and the other two remained silent.

"Let me make this clear: you can live here because I gave my approval. If I'm ever unhappy, I can make you move out anytime."

The moment these words were spoken, the three girls' expressions changed.

Yes, they forgot that everything here belongs to this man. They are merely guests staying here.

"Yaoyao is my girlfriend, and that won't change." Zhou Cheng pinched Su Qingyao's cheek, giving her a way out.

Then he continued.

"But you all need to know who you are. I decide who I let live here. What you should do is behave yourselves. If anyone dares to play tricks on me behind my back and makes me unhappy..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across each person's face.

"Then get out of here right now."

The entire courtyard was eerily quiet.

Li Meng and Wang Jing dared not show themselves again.

Su Qingyao bit her lip and buried her face in Zhou Cheng's chest, not wanting him to see her aggrieved expression.

Feng Fangfang was so frightened that she dared not breathe.

This is exactly what Zhou Cheng wanted.

He wanted them all to understand who was in charge here.

But scaring isn't enough; you also need to offer some incentives.

Zhou Cheng took out his phone and dialed Qin Yue's number directly.

"Qin Yue, do a few things for me."

He put the phone on speakerphone, and although his voice wasn't loud, everyone present could hear it clearly.

"Boss, what are your instructions?" On the other end of the phone was Qin Yue's usual efficient voice.

"In Tomson Riviera, three penthouse duplexes, each over 500 square meters, were purchased under the company's name."

"Tomson Riviera? Three suites?" Qin Yue's voice also carried a hint of surprise.

"Yes, three sets. Preferably adjacent, with connections between them. One set with Su Qingyao's name on it. One set with Li Meng's name on it. And one set with Wang Jing's name on it."

"What?!"

Li Meng and Wang Jing shouted in unison.

The two of them stared wide-eyed at Zhou Cheng, wondering if they had misheard.

Tomson Riviera?

That's the top-tier luxury mansion where Feng Fangfang lives now!

One set costs over 100 million!

Now, Zhou Cheng said, "Give each of them a set?"

Su Qingyao also raised her head and stared blankly at Zhou Cheng.

"Cheng...Brother Cheng...this..." Wang Jing's tongue was tied, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

"Too small?" Zhou Cheng glanced at them.

"No! It's not small! It's not small!" Li Meng quickly shook her head, her face turning red. "But...we...we can't accept something so expensive!"

She said that, but her eyes were frighteningly bright.

"Just take what I give you." Zhou Cheng's tone left no room for negotiation. "I don't want my woman to make a fuss over something as trivial as where we live."

The words "my woman" made Li Meng and Wang Jing pause for a moment.

They quickly exchanged a glance, both seeing the shock and barely suppressed excitement in each other's eyes.

So... in Zhou Cheng's heart, they were also... his women?

"The house is your source of security," Zhou Cheng said, looking at them. "You can move there if you want, or you can stay here if you want. I only have one request."

"Please say it, Brother Cheng! We'll do whatever you say!" Li Meng eagerly declared.

"From now on, the four of you living together, you better behave yourselves. If I see this again, I'll take all three houses back."

After saying that, he instructed Qin Yue on the phone: "Did you hear me? Go and get it done right away. Once the property certificate is ready, deliver it directly to them."

"Yes, boss."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Cheng patted Su Qingyao on the back.

"Alright, stop looking so gloomy. Take the three of them to choose rooms. From now on, we'll all be family."

Su Qingyao raised her head, the tears in her eyes still glistening, but the grievances and sadness she felt had been washed away by the enormous scale of the project and a strange sense of security.

She looked at Li Meng and Wang Jing, who were so excited they could barely stand, and then glanced at Feng Fangfang, who was trying her best to suppress her laughter, but whose lips were practically curled up to the sky.

She suddenly understood.

In front of this man, the petty thoughts and jealousies among these girls are simply a joke.

He didn't care about their jealousy and rivalry.

With just a word, he could shower them with wealth they could never earn in their entire lives and shut them up.

Resistance? It's completely useless.

The only way is to listen to him.

"Okay...I understand." Su Qingyao lowered her head, her voice very soft.

She took Li Meng and Wang Jing's hands and walked towards Feng Fangfang.

"Come on, I'll show you the room," she said to Feng Fangfang, her tone still a little stiff, but the hostility had subsided.

Feng Fangfang dared not object and quickly nodded, "Thank you, Sister Yao Yao."

Watching the four girls walk towards the villa, Zhou Cheng leaned against the car door and lit a cigarette for himself.

He wanted to use this direct approach to make them understand that if they obeyed, they would have everything.

A house is just the beginning.

He wanted these women to belong to him completely, inside and out.

This is what he wants: complete control.