Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Tang Xinyi ultimately failed to return the Chanel dress.

She was taken home by Zhou Cheng in a daze.

She didn't go back to her downtown apartment; instead, she went straight to the old neighborhood where her parents lived. She was too distraught and just wanted to find a quiet place to hide away.

When Zhou Cheng's Ferrari drove into this old-fashioned neighborhood, it caused quite a stir.

Many elderly people who were sunbathing or playing chess downstairs craned their necks to look in this direction.

"Wow, what kind of car is this? It's so beautiful!"

"A Ferrari! My grandson loves that the most. He says one could buy a whole building around here!"

"Whose is this? They're so rich!"

The car came to a stop in front of Tang Xinyi's building.

Tang Xinyi rushed out of the car as if fleeing, without even saying "goodbye," and head down as she rushed into the stairwell.

Zhou Cheng watched her hurried departure without saying anything, started the car, and drove away.

Tang Xinyi ran up to the fifth floor in one breath and opened the door with her key.

"I'm back."

In the living room, her mother, Li Xiumei, was cleaning with a feather duster. Hearing the sound, Li Xiumei, without turning her head, said, "You're back? Why are you so early today? Have you eaten yet?"

"I have no appetite," Tang Xinyi said listlessly as she changed her shoes.

"No appetite again? You child, you never eat properly, you work so hard, don't you care about your health?" Li Xiumei muttered, then turned around and froze.

She looked at the clothes her daughter was wearing. Although she couldn't name the brand, she knew from the fabric and cut that they weren't cheap.

"Xinyi, is this a new dress you bought?"

"Hmm," Tang Xinyi mumbled in response, intending to return to her room.

"Stop!" Li Xiumei called out to her, circling her once, her eyes scrutinizing her. "Why does it look like you're wearing a different outfit than yesterday? Didn't you...go home last night?"

Tang Xinyi's heart sank.

"Mom, I had a business dinner yesterday, and it got too late, so I stayed at a friend's house for the night." She lied.

Li Xiumei looked at her with some doubt, and wanted to ask more questions, when suddenly the loud voice of her neighbor Aunt Zhang came from downstairs.

"Xiumei! Is Xiumei home?"

"I'm here! What's up?" Li Xiumei walked to the window and poked her head out.

"I just saw it! Wasn't the one who brought your Xinyi back in a red sports car? My goodness, that car is so impressive! Xinyi has a boyfriend? Why didn't you tell me?" Aunt Zhang's tone was full of undisguised envy and gossip.

A few days ago, this Aunt Zhang was telling everyone that Tang Xinyi was thirty years old and still single, that her standards were too high and she would never get married.

Upon hearing this, Li Xiumei immediately straightened her back.

A smug smile spread across her face, but she said modestly, "Oh, what friend? She's just a regular colleague. I was just giving her a ride!"

"A regular colleague can drive that kind of car? Don't hide it from us! Your Xinyi is so outstanding, isn't it only natural that she has a rich boyfriend? Bring her out sometime so the aunties can see her!"

"Let me tell you again!"

Li Xiumei said this, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face. She closed the window, and when she looked back at Tang Xinyi, her eyes were different.

"Xinyi! Tell Mom the truth, was the guy who brought you back your boyfriend?"

"No!" Tang Xinyi was completely baffled.

"Still being stubborn!" Li Xiumei grabbed her and pulled her to sit on the sofa. "He drove you home in a Ferrari, and he's still not your boyfriend? I'm not an old-fashioned person. Do you think I'd stop you from dating? Tell me, what does that young man do? What's his family like? Is he good to you?"

A barrage of questions left Tang Xinyi dizzy.

"Mom! What are you thinking! He...he's my boss!"

"Boss?" Li Xiumei was taken aback for a moment, then her eyes lit up even more. "Hello, boss! The boss is pursuing his subordinate, which means our Xinyi is charming! Is he married?"

"no."

"That's great!" Li Xiumei slapped her thigh. "This has potential! You'd better hurry!"

Tang Xinyi had a terrible headache; she knew she couldn't reason with her mother.

"Mom, I'm tired. I'm going back to my room to rest." She stood up, trying to escape the topic.

"Hey, wait a minute!" Li Xiumei pulled her back again, her gaze falling on her newly changed ordinary casual clothes, and then on the bag she had placed on the sofa, which contained the Chanel dress she had changed out of.

"What's wrong with you, child? Someone gave you such nice clothes, why did you change them off?" Li Xiumei's tone was slightly reproachful.

"That dress is too expensive, I can't accept it."

"What do you mean by expensive or not! It's only natural for a boyfriend to give his girlfriend a gift! What brand is that dress? Let me see."

As Li Xiumei spoke, she opened Tang Xinyi's bag and took out the neatly folded black dress.

She unfolded the skirt, examining it from all angles, clicking her tongue in amazement: "This fabric, it just feels different. Look at the workmanship, so exquisite."

She saw the double C logo on the neckline.

"What brand is this? Two Cs?"

"Mom, stop looking, I'm really tired." Tang Xinyi wanted to take the dress back.

"I'll put it away for you!" Li Xiumei hugged the dress to her chest like a precious treasure and went into her room.

Tang Xinyi sighed helplessly, went back to her room, collapsed onto the bed, and covered her head with the blanket.

She just wanted to sleep and forget all this mess.

……

In the living room, Li Xiumei carefully hung the dress in the wardrobe, afraid of making even the slightest wrinkle.

The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. She took out her reading glasses and studied the double C logo for a long time.

Then, she took out her phone and awkwardly turned on the photo recognition function.

I took a picture of the logo.

The search results quickly appeared on the phone screen.

[Chanel 'Starry Night' Collection Silk Dress]

Below that is a row of red price tags.

[Official website price: ¥23,800]

Li Xiumei stared at the number and counted it off one zero at a time.

One, ten, hundred, thousand, ten thousand...

Twenty-three thousand eight!

Her breathing stopped.

She thought the dress would cost at most three or four thousand yuan, but she never expected...

She rubbed her eyes hard and looked at it again.

That's right, it's 23,800!

She could feel her heart pounding wildly.

A dress! Just this thin dress costs over 20,000 yuan!

That's enough for the two of them to live on for more than half a year!

Her mind was buzzing, and it took her a long time to come to her senses.

When she looked at the black dress in the closet again, her eyes were different.

That young man who drives a Ferrari casually gave his daughter a dress worth over 20,000 yuan...

What does this tell us?

This shows he's truly in love with his daughter! It also shows he's incredibly wealthy!

Thinking of the sour things Aunt Zhang had said before, such as "having high standards means you won't be able to get married," Li Xiumei found it all laughable.

So what if you have high standards?

Only those with high standards can snag a wealthy husband!

She carefully took the dress off again, put it in a dust bag, and then left the room.

She walked to Tang Xinyi's door and raised her hand to knock.

No!

We can't be that direct!

My daughter is easily embarrassed; pushing her too hard will only make things worse.

Her eyes lit up, and she had an idea.

She needs to create opportunities! She needs to take the initiative!

She cleared her throat and knocked on the door.

"Xinyi, Xinyi, are you asleep?"

"Mom, what's wrong?" came the daughter's tired voice from the room.

"Um... Mom wants to discuss something with you." Li Xiumei's voice was gentler than ever before. "You see, it's been a long time since you've brought friends home for dinner. That guy who just brought you back... that Mr. Zhou, right? He saved you and took you home. As elders, we should always repay kindness. We invited him over for a simple meal to express our gratitude, don't you think?"