Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Zhou Cheng's words, "Call her Sister Qingyao," made the atmosphere in the living room awkward.

Lin Wanwan stood in the entryway, unsure what to do with her hands. Of course she recognized Su Qingyao; at Jiangcheng University, who didn't know this campus belle?

Before, she could only watch Su Qingyao shine on stage from afar during school events. Now, she has to walk up to her and call her "sister".

Su Qingyao's gaze was fixed on Lin Wanwan, scrutinizing her. She knew Lin Wanwan too, a poor student who lived on scholarships and was practically invisible at school.

But now, this invisible man has been brought here by Zhou Cheng.

The meaning is crystal clear.

Su Qingyao felt uneasy, as if she had been stung by something. But she maintained her elegant smile and remained silent.

Li Meng and Wang Jing, standing nearby, were less reserved. They exchanged glances, their eyes sweeping over Lin Wanwan's faded dress, their disdain barely concealed.

"What are you standing there for? Come and sit down." Zhou Cheng's voice broke the deathly silence.

Lin Wanwan bit her lip, took a breath, and moved over. She walked to the sofa, and called out to Su Qingyao in a very soft voice, "Sister Qingyao."

Su Qingyao picked up her coffee cup, took a slow sip, and then hummed in response through her nose.

This sight made Lin Wanwan's cheeks burn.

"Alright, we've all met." Zhou Cheng put down his wine glass, patted the seat next to him, and said, "Wanwan, sit here."

This action finally made Su Qingyao lose face.

That seat used to be reserved for her.

Lin Wanwan didn't dare to move, but Zhou Cheng's gaze left no room for refusal, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down. Three pairs of eyes were fixed on her, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

"From now on, the four of you will live in these three apartments, door to door, so you can look out for each other." Zhou Cheng seemed oblivious to the undercurrents among the women and announced without a second thought, "Wanwan is new here and doesn't know many things, so you older sisters should guide her."

"Zhou Cheng, what do you mean by this?" Su Qingyao finally couldn't hold back any longer. She put down her coffee cup, her voice turning cold. "Let her live here too? What right does she have?"

"Whatever makes me happy." Zhou Cheng's answer was simple and direct. "It's my place, I can let whoever I want live here. Do you have a problem with that?"

Su Qingyao's chest heaved violently, and her eyes instantly reddened. She hadn't expected Zhou Cheng to show her no respect in front of outsiders.

"I have no objection." She gritted her teeth, squeezing each word out from between them, "It's just that I feel it's a bit cheap to let just any Tom, Dick, or Harry move in."

That's an unpleasant thing to say.

Lin Wanwan's face turned pale instantly, and she gripped the hem of her clothes tightly with both hands until her knuckles turned white.

She wanted to speak, but not a single word came out. She truly felt inferior in front of Su Qingyao.

"Lowering your standards?" Zhou Cheng suddenly laughed. He reached out and pulled Lin Wanwan into his arms, pinching her chin and making her look at Su Qingyao. Then, in front of everyone, he lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Lin Wanwan froze completely.

Su Qingyao's face also completely lost its color.

"Now, do you still feel cheapened?" Zhou Cheng looked at Su Qingyao, his eyes devoid of warmth. "Su Qingyao, I advise you to understand your place. I like you and can pamper you like a princess. But if you don't know your place, someone else can replace you at any time."

"Remember, you are all mine. What you need to do is not fight amongst yourselves, but make me happy."

These words, domineering and ruthless, sent a chill down Su Qingyao's spine.

Looking at Lin Wanwan, who was terrified, in Zhou Cheng's arms, and then at Zhou Cheng's cold face, the pride and grievances in her heart were instantly swallowed up by a wave of fear.

She was afraid.

She was afraid of losing everything she had now.

Su Qingyao lowered her head.

"I...I understand."

Her voice was filled with sobs.

Zhou Cheng nodded in satisfaction. He released Lin Wanwan, stood up, and straightened his clothes.

"Alright, you sisters, have a good chat. I have something to do, so I'll be leaving now."

After saying that, he left, leaving behind four women in the living room, each with their own thoughts.

The oppressive atmosphere eased a bit after he left.

Su Qingyao sat there without saying a word, her face dark and ugly.

Instead, Wang Jing stood up and walked to Lin Wanwan's side, smiling as she said, "Wanwan, right? Don't be nervous, we're sisters from now on. If you've just moved in and there's anything you're not used to, just tell me."

Lin Wanwan was startled and quickly stood up: "Thank you, Sister Jing."

"Don't mention it." Wang Jing pulled her to sit down on the sofa, asking her all sorts of questions, very warmly.

Su Qingyao's gaze grew even colder as she watched this scene. She knew that Wang Jing was not only demonstrating her loyalty but also trying to win over the newcomers and isolate her.

This family is about to undergo a major change.

……

The next few days were like the life Lin Wanwan never dared to dream of before.

She lives in a mansion worth hundreds of millions, with a housekeeper cooking for her every day. Her walk-in closet is filled with endless designer clothes, and her dressing table is covered with skincare products whose names she can't even recall.

She didn't dare touch a single penny of the million in the card. She always felt that it was all fake, that it would shatter at the slightest touch.

She forced herself to go to the library every day, desperately devouring books on finance and management, afraid that if she stopped, Zhou Cheng would throw them away.

That noon, she had just come out of the library when she received a call from her mother.

As soon as the call connected, all she heard was her mother's frantic crying.

"Wanwan, something's happened! You have to think of something quick!"

"Mom, what's wrong? Don't cry, tell me slowly." Lin Wanwan's heart clenched immediately.

"It's your younger brother! He didn't get into the best private middle school in the city because his grades weren't good enough! We tried everything, even spending money, to get him in, but the school has very high standards. They said we didn't meet their parental eligibility criteria and rejected us!"

"Parent qualifications?" Lin Wanwan was dumbfounded.

"Yes! People say that to get into that school, your parents either have to be government officials or big bosses. Our family... our family is far from being good enough! Your brother found out and is crying and making a scene at home, saying we're not capable enough to get him into a good school... Wanwan, what are we going to do!"

Her mother was crying so hard on the other end of the phone that she could barely breathe.

Lin Wanwan listened, feeling both anxious and distressed. She knew that the private middle school was the best in Jiangcheng and her younger brother's dream school.

But what could she do? She was just a student.

and many more……

Zhou Cheng's face suddenly flashed through her mind.

Once the thought crossed her mind, she couldn't suppress it any longer. She hesitated for a long time, her finger hovering over Zhou Cheng's number for ages, before finally gritting her teeth and dialing.

The phone rang for a long time before being answered. Zhou Cheng's somewhat lazy voice came from the other end: "Feed?"

"Mr. Zhou... I'm sorry to bother you." Lin Wanwan's voice trembled slightly.

"Get to the point."

Lin Wanwan mustered her courage and quickly recounted her younger brother's schooling experience.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, so long that Lin Wanwan thought Zhou Cheng was about to hang up.

"Which school?" Zhou Cheng suddenly asked.

Jiangcheng Bowen International School.

"Understood." Zhou Cheng's tone was calm. "Half an hour later, have your parents take your brother directly to the school's academic affairs office and find a vice principal surnamed Wang. Just say that I sent them. In the future, for these kinds of small matters, just talk to Qin Yue directly. Don't bother me."

After saying that, the phone call ended.

Lin Wanwan stood there, holding her phone, stunned.

That... solves it?

She told her mother what Zhou Cheng had said with some skepticism. Twenty minutes later, her mother called, her voice filled with uncontrollable elation.

"Wanwan! It's resolved! It's really resolved! We just arrived at the school gate, and Vice Principal Wang came out to greet us personally! His attitude was incredible! He processed your brother's enrollment on the spot, without even asking for a sponsorship fee! Wanwan, who exactly is your friend?"

After hanging up the phone, Lin Wanwan stood alone on the tree-lined path on campus, tears streaming down her face.

She knew that from this moment on, she could no longer live without that man.

That evening, she returned to her home in Tomson Riviera and, for the first time, voluntarily went into the kitchen, wanting to cook a meal herself using the ingredients her aunt had bought.

Just as she was frantically washing vegetables, her long-dormant family WeChat group suddenly popped up with a message.

It was sent by her uncle.

[@Everyone, I heard the second child's family has become successful? Wanwan's really doing well, posting pictures of bird's nest and shark fin on social media, but she doesn't seem to be helping out her family at all?]