Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Just as Tang Xinyi was about to lose control, the door clicked open from the outside.

Zhou Cheng walked in. He had just finished showering and was wearing the same bathrobe as her, his hair still dripping wet.

He looked at the woman huddled by the door, her face streaked with tears, her body tense, her eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hatred as she stared at him. Zhou Cheng's face remained expressionless.

"woke up?"

"It's you!" Tang Xinyi recognized him, and her eyes widened immediately.

Zhou Cheng.

The man who made a deep impression on her at the business dinner.

The man who was marked with the highest danger level in Qin Yue's file.

It turned out to be him!

The jumbled thoughts in her mind suddenly found their place.

With his power and status, he could do whatever he wanted to himself without any effort.

"What...what did you do to me?" Tang Xinyi's voice trembled. She wrapped herself tightly in her bathrobe and backed away step by step until her back hit the hard wall, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

"What did I do to you?" Zhou Cheng's tone carried an indescribable smile. He walked to the bar, poured himself a glass of water, and slowly took a sip.

"Master Tang, shouldn't you ask me what you did to me?"

"Me?" Tang Xinyi was stunned.

"Who threw up all over me at the club's bar last night?" Zhou Cheng put down his water glass and looked at her. "And who was it that clung to my leg, crying and calling for their mother?"

"I...I didn't!" Tang Xinyi's face flushed red instantly.

She couldn't believe it! How could she have done something so shameful!

"Don't believe me?" Zhou Cheng took out his phone, opened a video, and threw it on the coffee table in front of her.

The video shows the club's surveillance footage from last night.

The picture is very clear.

She drank one glass of wine after another, then Mr. Wang was dragged away by security guards, and then she fell off the bar stool and was caught by Zhou Cheng.

then……

The scene shifts, and she is indeed hugging Zhou Cheng's arm, vomiting all over him.

Vomit stained Zhou Cheng's expensive-looking shirt and suit pants.

In the video, Zhou Cheng's brows are furrowed, but he doesn't push her away.

Then, Zhou Cheng picked her up and carried her out of the club. While waiting for the car, she struggled restlessly, shouting incoherently, and even hugging Zhou Cheng's leg while crying loudly.

That concludes the video.

Tang Xinyi's mind went blank.

She stared at her phone screen, wishing she could just disappear on the spot.

What a shame!

This was even more embarrassing than she had imagined!

"Now, do you believe me?" Zhou Cheng's voice rang out above her head.

Tang Xinyi's face was burning hot. She buried her head in her knees and couldn't say a word.

"As for your clothes..." Zhou Cheng continued, "Do you think you can still wear clothes stained with vomit and wine?"

Tang Xinyi's body froze.

"I……"

Just then, the doorbell rang.

Zhou Cheng went over and opened the door.

Standing at the door was the hotel's housekeeping manager, a very capable middle-aged woman who looked to be in her forties.

"Mr. Zhou, your breakfast has arrived," the manager said respectfully, pushing the food cart.

"Okay, put it there." Zhou Cheng pointed to the location of the restaurant.

The manager set out the breakfast, then walked up to Tang Xinyi and bowed slightly.

"Hello, Ms. Tang. I am the housekeeping manager of this hotel, and my surname is Li."

Tang Xinyi raised her head and looked at her blankly.

"Ms. Tang, you vomited so badly last night that Mr. Zhou instructed me to bring two female staff members to clean you up and change you into a bathrobe. Your clothes, which you took off, were severely soiled and have been disposed of as Mr. Zhou instructed."

Manager Li's voice was very professional, without any emotion.

"What's prepared for you by the bedside is a new set of clothes and underwear that Mr. Zhou specially instructed us to buy overnight from a specialty store. The sizes are based on your old clothes. In addition, Mr. Zhou also instructed the kitchen to prepare some stomach-soothing porridge and hangover soup for you. We hope you'll enjoy them."

After Manager Li finished speaking, he bowed to Zhou Cheng again.

"Mr. Zhou, if there's nothing else, I'll head out now."

"Go."

Manager Li left and gently closed the door behind him.

The room was eerily quiet.

Tang Xinyi sat there on the ground, completely dumbfounded.

So that's how it is?

She had vomited all over someone, and that person kindly took her to a hotel, even finding a female staff member to help her clean up, buying her new clothes, and preparing hangover soup...

And just now, she actually questioned and doubted him like that...

Shame and embarrassment welled up inside her; she felt her face burning, even worse than if she had been slapped in public.

She really wanted to jump out of that window right now.

"The porridge is getting cold, drink it while it's hot," Zhou Cheng's voice broke the silence.

He neither mocked her nor comforted her; his tone was flat, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

But the more this happened, the more distressed Tang Xinyi felt.

She slowly raised her head and looked at the man sitting at the dining table, calmly eating his breakfast.

He possesses an innate aura and nobility.

He wasn't angry at all when faced with her misunderstanding and questioning; he simply presented the facts to her and let her see for herself.

Then, she was given enough dignity.

This man was far more terrifying than she had imagined.

It's also...much more attractive.

"I...I'm sorry." Tang Xinyi's voice was so soft it was almost inaudible, thick with nasal congestion and a sob. "I...I misunderstood you."

"It's nothing," Zhou Cheng said without looking up. "Let's eat."

Tang Xinyi slowly got up from the ground, walked to the dining table, pulled out a chair and sat down.

Looking at the steaming seafood porridge in front of her and the seemingly nourishing hangover soup next to it, her eyes welled up and tears involuntarily streamed down her face.

She picked up a spoon and ate the porridge spoonful by spoonful.

After the warm porridge went down her throat, she felt as if her frozen body had come back to life a little.

She drank while tears streamed down her face.

She didn't know whether she was crying over the grievances of last night or over the emotions she felt at this moment.

All she knew was that she owed this man an enormous favor.

A debt of gratitude that may never be repaid in this lifetime.

The meal was finished in an eerie silence.

Tang Xinyi kept her head down the whole time, not daring to look at Zhou Cheng.

After finishing her meal, she changed into a brand-new Chanel dress, the size of which was just right for her, as if it had been tailor-made.

She stood in front of the mirror, looking at her transformed self, who appeared even more elegant than usual, her mind a jumble of thoughts.

"I...I should go now." She walked up to Zhou Cheng and said softly, "Thank you...for last night."

"Where are you going? I'll give you a ride." Zhou Cheng picked up his car keys and stood up.

"No need, no need! I can just take a taxi myself!" Tang Xinyi quickly waved her hand.

She just wanted to escape this place as soon as possible; she was too ashamed to face Zhou Cheng again.

"Are you sure?" Zhou Cheng waved the Ferrari keys in his hand. "At this time, during Jiangcheng's morning rush hour, you'll have to wait at least half an hour to get a taxi."

Tang Xinyi glanced at her phone; it was already 8:30.

She has an important morning meeting at nine o'clock.

"Well... then I'll have to trouble you." She finally gave in.

The two arrived at the hotel's underground parking garage.

When Tang Xinyi saw the red, aggressive Ferrari SF90, her mind went blank for a moment.

She knew that this car cost over five million.

Zhou Cheng naturally opened the car door for her.