Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

It was the first time in Xiao Wanqing’s life a man had ever yelled at her, and she found she didn’t dare to yell back. She could only say pitifully, "I’m a patient, why are you yelling at me?"

"Hah," Su Ran was not pleased. His good intentions were being questioned. "Xiao Wanqing, I feel the need to correct you. It’s a medical term, used to promote blood circulation and eliminate any potential lumps. Okay?"

"Alright, alright, whatever you say. Just stop yelling. Everyone’s staring, it’s so embarrassing."

Xiao Wanqing dragged Su Ran to his Mercedes GLA.

Su Ran drove, Xiao Wanqing in the passenger seat.

Su Ran: "What do you want for lunch?"

"I’m not eating! I’ll just starve to death."

With her arms crossed, Xiao Wanqing puffed out her cheeks and sulked, staring out the car window. She tried to hold it in, but she had to get it off her chest. Turning her head, she looked both wronged and angry. "You weren’t like this before. You used to be so gentle with me. But now? You’ve changed. You yelled at me."

"I didn’t yell at you."

"See? See? You won’t even admit it."

"Fine, fine, I yelled. I won’t yell at you anymore, okay?"

"You’re just placating me."

"...Are you crying?"

"No. Don’t touch me. I just can’t stand you yelling at me. It makes me feel awful."

’Girls are so much trouble,’ Su Ran thought. ’Raise your voice a tiny bit and suddenly you’re yelling at them. I can’t even.’

He turned his head to look at her, her expression still pitiful as if replaying the moment he’d yelled at her. He pulled out a tissue and wiped her tears. "Alright, I was just worried about your condition, so my voice got a little loud. I didn’t mean to yell at you."

"Really?"

"No."

ARGH!

Xiao Wanqing really wanted to bite him. ’He’s so good at messing with my head.’ After sulking for a while, her stomach started rumbling. Brazenly, she said, "I... I want to eat fish."

"Didn’t you say you weren’t eating and would rather starve?"

"...Then I won’t eat. I’ll just starve." After saying that, she turned away and started sulking again.

Su Ran was both exasperated and amused. ’Why is it that once you’ve been with a woman for a while, whatever persona she had just crumbles, and they all turn into pouty little things who love to sulk?’

Sigh...

He let out a long breath. There was nothing for it. She was his Xiao Wanqing; he had to dote on her. Besides, she was a patient, after all.

"What kind of fish do you want? I’ll have the hotel prepare it."

"I don’t want hotel fish. I want fish that you catch."

"And where am I supposed to go fishing for you?"

"Didn’t you buy a yacht?"

"Hah, my mind’s been so full of you and your... assets, I completely forgot about the yacht."

"..."

They drove to a supermarket. Su Ran pushed the cart while Xiao Wanqing picked out daily necessities up ahead. At checkout, Su Ran looked at a shelf and teased, "Okamoto has a new model out. Buy one, get one free. Seems like a pretty good deal, right, Sister Wanqing?"

"...Let’s go." She pulled Su Ran to pay, and they left in a hurry, driving back to the seaside. They boarded the yacht, and the captain took his position.

WHOOM! WHOOM! WHOOM!—

With a blast of the horn, the yacht pulled out of the dock and set sail.

The yacht was huge—three decks, 42 meters long, and equipped with every amenity imaginable.

Su Ran, wearing a pair of beach shorts, sat on the deck with his legs dangling over the side, casting his fishing rod.

"Caught anything yet?"

Xiao Wanqing’s voice came from behind him. Su Ran turned to look. She had changed into a flowing, floral-print dress and was walking toward him barefoot on the deck. The sea breeze blew her dark hair, making it dance in the air. The wind also revealed the beautiful contours of the ’sacred and inviolable’ territory of her long legs beneath the dress.

"What are you staring at? You’re the one who picked this dress. Doesn’t it look good?" She spun around, the hem of her skirt fanning out like the most beautiful rainbow on the sea’s horizon.

Su Ran gave her a thumbs-up. "It’s beautiful. Very feminine." Just then, his fishing rod twitched. A fish was on the hook! "Sister Wanqing, quick, bring the net!" Su Ran yanked the rod up with all his might. A large yellow croaker thrashed on the surface of the water as Xiao Wanqing hurriedly grabbed the net to scoop it up.

"Su Ran, pull it in a little closer! I can’t reach."

"Just lean over a bit more. Did you get it?"

"It got away."

"How can you be so clumsy? You can’t even net one fish?"

"Are you yelling at me again?"

"I’m not yelling at you, I’m trying to be reasonable."

"I’m a woman. What’s the point of being reasonable with a woman? If you yell at me again, I’ll kick you overboard."

"...Sister Wanqing, being so barbaric, have you ever considered you might not be able to get married?"

"If I can’t get married, I’ll just marry you."

"A Shanghai girl... the bride price is too high. I can’t afford you."

"Do you want me to hit you? Cut the crap. Scoot over. I’ll fish, you be in charge of the net."

Brilliant sunlight glinted off the sparkling sea, where a luxury yacht sailed in solitude.

At the bow, on the deck, the two sat together, their legs dangling over the edge. Xiao Wanqing held the stiff fishing rod, her fair thighs swinging gently. She rested her head on his shoulder, gazing at the endless sea with a sweet smile on her face.

At one point, Xiao Wanqing let out a loud "AHHHH!" at the sea, which felt incredible. "You rich people are so lucky. If you’re upset about something, you can just take your yacht out to sea and scream your lungs out. But for us normal people, there’s nowhere to vent. If our voices get a little too loud, it’s a public disturbance."

"If you like it, I can bring you out here to vent often. It would be good for me to vent, too."

Hah.

Xiao Wanqing just smiled and didn’t reply. Suddenly, she pointed to the sea ahead. "Su Ran, look, a whale!"

"Where?"

"Right there! Don’t you see it?"

"No, all I see is a mermaid."

"...Ew, where did you learn such a cheesy pickup line?"

"Just saw it in a joke I read."

"Pfft." Xiao Wanqing laughed and nodded. "Not bad. You deserve some praise." Just then, another fish took the bait, and this time, it didn’t get away.

At noon, they used some of the fish they’d caught to make a few simple dishes. The seasonings weren’t all there, but they ate very happily.

After the meal, the yacht began its return to the harbor. They disembarked and drove back to the hotel.

They had snatched half a day of leisure from their busy lives. The time was short, but to Xiao Wanqing, it felt wonderful.

「The Presidential Suite.」

Su Ran called the "patient" into the "ward" and began the "treatment."

Five minutes a set, for a total of two sets. Tirelessly, Su Ran added another set. His hand was cramping from fatigue. When pleasure becomes work, the joy is lost. Fortunately, Su Ran was able to find joy in his work.

"Get dressed, beautiful. Don’t be a perv."

"You...!"

Xiao Wanqing grabbed a pillow and threw it at him. Su Ran just chuckled, flexing his sore hand as he walked out of the bedroom.

He was at the desk, scribbling something furiously. Xiao Wanqing got dressed and walked over. "What are you writing?" Tying up her hair, she leaned in for a closer look. The paper was covered in frantic scribbles about all the precautions for ’mastitis’—the frequency of massages, dietary management, and other things to watch out for.

Su Ran felt that regardless of his relationship with Xiao Wanqing, this was something he should do. After all, health was more important than anything. He just didn’t realize how much such a thoughtful gesture could touch a girl’s heart.

When he finished writing, he handed it to Xiao Wanqing. "You need to pay attention to all of this. Hmm... while I’m in Shanghai for the next few days, I can give you the massages as Dr. Wang instructed. If you’re not comfortable with that, you can get a membership at a beauty salon and have a female technician do it. Uh... I’ve written down the other things to watch out for, too. As long as you manage yourself according to this, there shouldn’t be any problems. I can’t stay in Shanghai forever, after all. I have to go back to Jiangning. Go get some rest. I have to go take care of some business."

His tone was gentle, and every single word struck the softest spot in Xiao Wanqing’s heart. And with that, he secured a unique place within it.

Xiao Wanqing saw Su Ran to the door of the presidential suite, watching as he left with Yasuo before finally closing the door.

In the elevator, a server came in pushing a cart with another guest’s afternoon dessert. Yasuo keenly noticed a hint of hesitation in Su Ran’s eyes. As a renowned private butler, his ability to read people was naturally top-notch. He put on his signature smile and suggested, "Mr. Su, our hotel has a new pastry chef from France. Miss Xiao seems to be quite fond of sweets. Shall I arrange for an afternoon dessert to be sent to her? What do you think, Mr. Su?"

The sight of the desserts immediately made Su Ran think of her ’assets.’ The doctor had recommended she eat fewer high-fat, lactogenic foods. He paused, then said, "Just a small, sugar-free portion will do. Sigh..." He let out a soft sigh as he stepped out of the elevator. ’I’m really worrying my head off over those assets of hers. Can’t have the kids go hungry in the future, right?’

As they walked out of the hotel lobby, Yasuo was about to use his walkie-talkie to summon the driver to take Mr. Su to the International Finance Center, but Su Ran held up a hand to stop him. "No need. I haven’t gotten much exercise lately. I’ll just grab a share bike and ride over. It’s not far anyway."

The International Finance Center was just across the Huangpu River, right behind Tangchen Yipin, where Su Ran and the others had dinner the previous night. He’d been to Shanghai three times and stayed at the Maoyue twice, but Su Ran had never really taken the time to properly enjoy the scenery of the Bund.

He scanned the QR code for a bike, put on his headphones, and listened to Wang Xinling’s "Love You" on shuffle. He rode along the Bund, admiring the scenery on both sides of the Huangpu River, while also appreciating the view of a beautiful woman in yoga pants—which hugged her form like two flower petals—as she jogged away with a sway. It didn’t take long for him to reach the International Finance Center.