Super Rich: Enjoying the Happiness of the Wealthy After Divorce

Shen Lu herself didn't know how her mother dragged her out of Henglong Plaza.

The sun outside was so bright it made her dizzy, but she felt like she had fallen into an ice cellar. Her mind kept replaying the image of Zhou Cheng with that girl in his arms, swiping his card at shop after shop.

Every scene felt like a knife, tearing at her heart.

"Cry, cry, cry! All you do is cry! What good does it do!" Shen Manli vented her anger on her daughter. "Where were you before? You insisted on a divorce back then, saying he was incompetent and couldn't give you what you wanted! And now? He's rich! What does that have to do with you?!"

"Mom! Please stop talking!" Shen Lu screamed in despair.

"Why can't I speak up?" Shen Manli's voice was even louder than hers, her finger almost poking her nose. "If it weren't for you, would our family be in this state? Where is your Zhao Hongyu? Where is he? You abandoned your family for him back then, and now he's run away with a mountain of debt. Are you happy?"

"Shen Lu, I'm telling you, you've squandered all the money your father and I had saved for our funerals! You'd better get your money back right now! Otherwise, we'll all be sleeping on the streets!"

After finishing her rant, Shen Manli squeezed onto a rickety bus, leaving Shen Lu alone on the street.

Shen Lu squatted on the ground, hugging her legs, crying so hard that her whole body was shaking.

Money, money, money!

Everyone is asking her for money!

Where would she get the money?

My current job pays four thousand yuan a month, which isn't even enough to feed myself.

My mind is a complete mess.

Suddenly, Zhou Cheng's expressionless face reappeared.

He's so rich...

A casual watch can cost millions...

If... if he were willing to help me... even just a little bit...

The moment the thought popped into her head, it immediately took over her entire mind, and she couldn't shake it off.

Yes! Go find him!

He used to love me so much, and he would listen to everything I said. If I just begged him and spoke nicely, he would definitely soften!

Shen Lu was frantic; this was her only way to survive. Trembling, she pulled out her old, cracked phone from her bag and found the number she thought she would never touch again.

……

Tomson Riviera, top floor of Building A.

Zhou Cheng sat on the sofa and watched Lin Wanwan, like a little squirrel, unpack the shopping bags one by one, carefully arranging the clothes, bags, and shoes inside on the floor.

The entire living room was almost flooded with these things.

"Do you like it?" Zhou Cheng picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Hmm..." Lin Wanwan nodded, then shook her head, "Too...too many, I could never wear them all in my lifetime."

"Then take your time wearing them."

Zhou Cheng's phone vibrated. He picked it up and glanced at it; it was a message from Qin Yue.

【Mr. Zhou, your ex-wife, Shen Lu, just tried to contact you, but I have blocked her call. Do you wish to take any action?】

Zhou Cheng's lips twitched slightly.

They were quite quick in their movements.

He replied with two words: "No need."

Then I tossed the phone aside.

Making someone like Shen Lu disappear is too lenient for her.

The best way to play this game is to let her see it. Let her open her eyes and see clearly that what she threw away is now in the hands of another woman. Let her regret it, let her be jealous, let her rot away.

"Wanwan," Zhou Cheng suddenly called out to her.

"Ah? Yes, Mr. Zhou." Lin Wanwan quickly stood up.

"You've changed your appearance, but your mind is still far from up to par." Zhou Cheng pointed to the sofa opposite him. "Sit down, let me introduce you to someone."

Lin Wanwan looked in the direction he pointed and then noticed that there was another woman on the sofa.

The woman appeared to be in her early thirties, dressed in a smart white suit skirt, with exquisite makeup and a refined demeanor. She was holding a cup of coffee, quietly watching them.

"This is Guan Yanchu, a director of the Jiangcheng Top Luxury Brands Association and also the brand director of Cartier," Zhou Cheng introduced. "In the future, if you need anything or want to learn about the ins and outs of the fashion industry, just contact her."

"Director Guan, this is Lin Wanwan, she's one of my people."

Guan Yanchu stood up, extended her hand to Lin Wanwan, and smiled professionally: "Ms. Lin, hello. It's a pleasure to meet you."

"Hello... hello." Lin Wanwan nervously shook hands with her.

She could sense that the woman named Guan Yanchu was looking at her with a subtle, appraising gaze.

"Please sit down, Miss Lin, don't be so polite." Guan Yanchu sat down again, turning her gaze back to Zhou Cheng, her tone tinged with curiosity, "Mr. Zhou, you caused quite a stir at Henglong today. I just received several calls from brand managers, all saying that you bought out all the stock of a certain size in their stores. We haven't seen anything like that in our industry for a while."

"It's just a small amount of money," Zhou Cheng said casually, as if he were talking about the weather.

Guan Yanchu smiled and didn't say anything more.

She was a smart woman and could tell that Zhou Cheng's actions today didn't seem like he was buying something for the girl beside him, but rather... announcing something.

I just don't know who this announcement is for.

"It's like this, Mr. Zhou." Guan Yanchu took out an exquisite velvet box from her bag. "Next weekend, our association and the Jiangcheng Chamber of Commerce will be hosting a charity gala at the Grand Hyatt Hotel. This is the invitation. All the prominent figures in Jiangcheng will be attending. Our brand has also specially arranged for a batch of high-end jewelry to be auctioned off from our headquarters in Paris. I think you and Ms. Lin would be interested."

She pushed the invitation and the velvet box together in front of Zhou Cheng.

Zhou Cheng opened the box, inside was a pair of diamond earrings with a strong sense of design.

"These earrings are a new Cartier design this year, from the Galaxy collection. They haven't been released to the public yet. I think they suit Ms. Lin's style perfectly, so I brought them out for you to see." Guan Yanchu's words were impeccable.

Zhou Cheng didn't say anything, took out the pair of earrings, stood up, and walked to Lin Wanwan's side.

He personally put the earrings on Lin Wanwan's ears.

A cool sensation ran through her earlobe as the needle pierced through, causing a slight sting. Lin Wanwan's body stiffened slightly; she could smell the reassuring yet nerve-wracking scent emanating from Zhou Cheng.

"It's really good." Zhou Cheng took a step back, looked it over, and nodded.

He said to Guan Yanchu, "Send over these earrings, along with a matching necklace, bracelet, and ring. Let's go to the dinner party."

"Okay, Mr. Zhou." Guan Yanchu's eyes lit up.

She knew she had made the right move.

This man is not only rich, but he's also willing to spend money on the women around him.

These are the truly top-tier clients.

Meanwhile, Shen Lu waited on the street for a long time, but Zhou Cheng didn't call back.

Undeterred, she dialed again.

This time, the call went through, but the person who answered was a cold, impersonal female voice.

"Hello, who is this?"

"I...I'm looking for Zhou Cheng," Shen Lu said weakly.

"Mr. Zhou is busy and unable to answer the phone. What can I do for you?" The voice on the other end of the line was businesslike and devoid of any emotion.

Shen Lu remembered that voice.

It's Qin Yue, Zhou Cheng's assistant.

A surge of anger welled up inside him. Why? Why should he have to go through Zhou Cheng's assistant's hands when he was the one seeking help?

"Let him answer the phone! I have an emergency!" Shen Lu's tone hardened.

A soft laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"Ms. Shen, you might not be clear," Qin Yue's voice turned cold. "First, Mr. Zhou has nothing to do with you anymore. Second, Mr. Zhou's private time is not something anyone can disturb. Finally, and most importantly..."

Qin Yue paused, then said, word by word:

"You are not qualified."

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone was disconnected.

Shen Lu stood there dumbfounded, clutching her phone.

You are not qualified.

These six words were like six knives, stabbing her pitiful hopes to shreds.

She finally understood.

Between her and Zhou Cheng, there was already a chasm that she could never cross in her lifetime.

And she stood there, watching him walk into another world.

Just then, the phone rang again.

An unfamiliar number.

She accepted it almost as if possessed.

"Hey? Shen Lu? You owe our platform 50,000 yuan, when are you going to pay it back? If you don't pay it back soon, we're going to your parents' house!"

On the other end of the phone was a man's rude voice demanding payment.

Shen Lu's vision went black, and she almost collapsed.