Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

On Friday night, Tiger sent Zhou Cheng a video.

The video is set in a famous nightclub in Jiangcheng. The private rooms are dimly lit and the music is deafening.

Shen Lu, wearing heavy makeup and a revealing short skirt, was kneeling on the ground, pouring wine for a fat man with a face full of scars.

That fat man is a well-known rich second-generation in Jiangcheng, nicknamed "Young Master Wang," who likes to toy with women who are down on their luck.

"Drink! Chop this bottle down, and the 100,000 yuan is yours today!" Young Master Wang pushed a bottle of foreign liquor in front of Shen Lu, his face full of mockery.

The people around were making a fuss.

Shen Lu's face turned pale. She stared at the bottle of wine, her body tense.

She remembered the past, when Zhou Cheng was still her husband. He would worry that she wouldn't be able to sleep at night if she drank an extra cup of milk tea, let alone alcohol.

But now...

She picked up the bottle, closed her eyes, and poured the liquor into her mouth.

That concludes the video.

Tiger added a comment: "Mr. Zhou, this woman is very obedient now, the top girl in the place, many bosses want her. Her brother is also well-behaved in the illegal coal mine, he doesn't get fed until he digs a certain amount each day. Her mother washes dishes at a construction site, arguing with people every day, nobody pays attention to her."

After watching the video, Zhou Cheng deleted it without expression.

He had lost interest in the family; their fate was none of his concern.

The current situation of these people only made him feel that his initial decision was correct.

Saturday, Moon Bay Manor.

The atmosphere in the villa was a bit strange early in the morning.

Su Qingyao, Li Meng, and Wang Jing, all dressed in the latest Chanel dresses and with exquisite makeup, sat in the living room waiting.

They knew that Zhou Cheng's other women were coming today.

This is their battle to defend themselves.

Qin Yue was the first to arrive at 10 a.m.

She drove a black Bentley Flying Spur, wearing a smart white suit, her long hair tied up, and she exuded an aura of power when she got out of the car.

She got out of the car, and Su Qingyao and the other two were standing at the door.

Their eyes met, but neither of them spoke first.

"Miss Su, Miss Li, Miss Wang." Qin Yue maintained her work demeanor and greeted them with a nod.

"Assistant Qin," Su Qingyao replied with a somewhat stiff smile.

Li Meng and Wang Jing looked at her warily. They both knew that the relationship between Assistant Qin and Zhou Cheng was not simple.

Lin Wanwan arrived shortly after.

She drove her flashy purple Porsche 911 to a stop and got out.

Today, Lin Wanwan wore a black halter dress, revealing her beautiful collarbones and shoulders. Her long hair was loose, and she exuded a cool yet alluring charm.

She was carrying a limited-edition Dior Lady Dior bag and wearing 10-centimeter high heels.

The girl who used to be timid and self-conscious in the dormitory, humbling herself for a few hundred yuan in part-time work fees, has disappeared without a trace.

Standing before them now was a stunningly beautiful woman with a commanding presence.

Li Meng and Wang Jing were both stunned.

They then realized that Lin Wanwan's changes were even greater than they had imagined.

Su Qingyao didn't speak, but her hands, which were placed at her sides, clenched tightly.

Qin Yue is capable and mature.

Lin Wanwan is cold, beautiful, and mysterious.

Neither of these two people is easy to deal with.

The last person to arrive was Feng Fangfang.

She arrived in a shuttle bus from the estate; she didn't dare drive herself.

She dressed relatively conservatively today, in a white dress, and her makeup was very light, trying to make herself look harmless.

As soon as she saw Su Qingyao, she quickly lowered her head and whispered, "Sister Yaoyao."

Su Qingyao ignored her.

Five women, plus Su Qingyao's two best friends, made up a total of seven people, standing at the villa entrance, and the scene became somewhat awkward for a moment.

Just as the atmosphere was about to freeze, Zhou Cheng walked out of the villa.

"You're all here? Come in."

As soon as he appeared, everyone's eyes fell on him, and the tense atmosphere immediately relaxed.

He walked to Su Qingyao's side and naturally put his arm around her waist.

"You're the hostess today, so please treat everyone well."

Then, he led everyone into the living room.

The living room table was already covered with beautifully packaged gift boxes.

"This is the first time we've all gathered together, so here are a few small gifts," Zhou Cheng said, pointing to the boxes.

The girls looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Take it yourself and see if you like it."

Su Qingyao was the first to walk over and open the box with her name on it.

Inside was a Van Cleef & Arpels "Lovers' Pont" necklace, with two small figures meeting on a bridge on the dial—exquisitely beautiful. She knew that this watch was priceless; money couldn't buy it.

Inside Qin Yue's box was a pair of Cartier panther earrings, studded with diamonds, which perfectly matched her temperament.

Lin Wanwan's watch is a Patek Philippe Starry Night watch, with a deep blue dial covered in stars.

Even Li Meng, Wang Jing, and Feng Fangfang received a generous gift, either top-quality jewelry or a limited-edition bag.

Everyone received a gift; no one was left out.

The girls, who had been wary of each other just moments before, softened considerably after receiving the gifts.

No one can resist such a direct gesture of goodwill.

"Alright, everyone, have fun today. Swimming pool, karaoke, private cinema, use them all." Zhou Cheng finished speaking, sat down on the sofa, and ignored them.

This is exactly the effect he wanted.

Use money to smooth over their petty grudges.

Make them understand that jealousy and rivalry are useless; only by pleasing him can they get everything.

The girls quickly dispersed.

Su Qingyao pulled Li Meng and Wang Jing to the poolside to sunbathe.

Qin Yue and Lin Wanwan, two highly intelligent women, actually got together and started talking about the recent financial market.

Feng Fangfang was the most embarrassed. She couldn't fit in with anyone and could only sit alone in the corner, silently drinking her juice.

In the afternoon, Zhou Cheng suggested that everyone play games together.

They were playing a treasure hunt game. Zhou Cheng had hidden small slips of paper in various corners of the manor, each slip of paper containing a reward.

Whoever finds the note can redeem it.

This game immediately got everyone involved.

The girls ran around the huge manor searching.

For a moment, the courtyard was filled with their laughter.

Zhou Cheng leaned against the second-floor balcony, looking at the scene below, and then he found it somewhat interesting.

The "harmony" he seeks has already begun.

Halfway through the game, Wang Jing found a note under a flowerpot in the garden.

Clutching the note, she ran towards Zhou Cheng: "Brother Cheng! I found it!"

She was running so fast that she tripped over a stone and fell forward.

"Be careful!"

Zhou Cheng stepped forward and reached out to support her.

Wang Jing bumped into his arms, her cheek pressed tightly against his warm chest, and she could clearly hear his steady heartbeat.

A faint scent of tobacco mixed with masculine aroma wafted into her nose.

Wang Jing's mind went blank for a moment.

"Are you alright?" Zhou Cheng supported her arm to help her stand up.

"N-nothing...it's nothing..." Wang Jing quickly took a step back, her cheeks flushed red, and she didn't even dare to lift her head.

The note in her hand fell to the ground.

"You dropped something." Zhou Cheng bent down and picked up the note for her.

When he handed her the note, his fingertips accidentally brushed against her palm.

The touch was very light, but it made Wang Jing's body stiffen for a moment.

"Thank... thank you, Cheng-ge." She hurriedly took the note, turned around and ran away.

Zhou Cheng watched her run away, a playful expression on his face.

This girl was even more naive than he had imagined.

Even the slightest touch threw her into disarray.

They're too easy to deal with.

Wang Jing ran back to the villa in one breath and rushed straight into the bathroom.

She stood in front of the mirror, looking at her reflection—a flushed face and a flustered look in her eyes.

My heart was still pounding so hard I couldn't stop.

She covered her burning cheeks, her mind filled with the scene from just now.

His powerful chest, his scent, the warmth of his fingertips tracing the palm of my hand…

"Wang Jing! What are you thinking?!" She patted her face. "That's Yao Yao's boyfriend! He's your brother-in-law! How could you..."

However, I just couldn't suppress that feeling of panic.

She knew something was wrong with her.

She developed an inappropriate feeling towards her best friend's boyfriend, a feeling that both frightened and excited her.