Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

Xiao Wanqing: [Alright, alright. If you say it’s a checkup, then it’s a checkup. It’s all the same to me. I’ll take a picture for you every morning when I wake up from now on, so you can take your time diagnosing me.]

Su Ran: [That works. But don’t take the exact same picture from a 45-degree angle every time. I need different angles so I can perform a comprehensive analysis of your condition, got it?]

Xiao Wanqing: [Fine! Whatever makes you happy!]

The chat ended. There were three stops left before Lingzhou Station.

Su Ran had never been to Lingzhou. Besides its small hospitals, the main thing he knew about the city was its reputation as a hub of martial arts.

Countless golden-belted boxing champions and national Sanda titleholders hailed from Lingzhou every year.

Shan Weizi’s maternal grandfather’s sect, the Spirit Sword Mountain Sect, was situated atop Spirit Sword Mountain, a national 5A-rated scenic area in Lingzhou. Much like the Shu Capital Qingcheng Mountain Sect, it was located in a place of breathtaking natural beauty.

Liu Buqun was the 28th-generation Sect Leader of the Spirit Sword Mountain Sect. He held considerable influence in the martial arts community—the so-called ’Martial World.’ Some of his disciples went on to open their own dojos, while others worked as fight choreographers on film sets.

The Spirit Sword Mountain Sect wasn’t some fantasy sect from a cultivation novel where people flew around on swords. It was simply a traditional sword-fighting school with a history spanning several hundred years. Learning there was simple enough—tuition was 25,000 yuan a year, with room and board being extra. If you knew someone, you could even get a discount.

That was the extent of Su Ran’s knowledge. In any case, he figured this visit to Liu Buqun would be a good opportunity to learn about the five-thousand-year-old martial arts culture of Huaxia.

’Still, the more he thought about it, the more he had to admire Shan Weizi. What an incredible woman. The "Martial Arts Flower" and the "Flower of the Art World"... Honestly, you couldn’t marry a woman like that, or even flirt with her. The moment she fell for you, you’d be trapped for good. Running away would be impossible. Would you dare make an enemy of the entire Martial World, or offend the whole Art World?’

’A battle of wits plus a battle of fists... you’d be dead for sure.’

Su Ran decided to approach this with a firm "we’re just good friends" attitude. He just had to keep his distance. Otherwise, he might go up Spirit Sword Mountain and never come back down.

Su Ran sent Shan Weizi a message on Xunxin to let her know he was about to arrive.

「Meanwhile.」

「On the summit of Spirit Sword Mountain.」

Beneath a thousand-year-old ginkgo tree sat a Go board.

Shan Weizi held back her sleeve with one hand, while the other, with its long, slender index and middle fingers, picked up a white stone. She gently placed it on the 12-13 point of the board.

"Tch..." Liu Buqun slapped his forehead. "How did I not see that move? I’ve lost, I’ve lost. Weizi, your game has improved so quickly lately."

As Shan Weizi collected the black and white stones and placed them back in their bowls, she said with a smile, "It’s all thanks to Grandfather’s excellent teaching that Weizi was able to improve."

"You, you... you just know how to say sweet things to make an old man like me happy."

"Weizi is telling the truth. I’m not just trying to flatter you."

Liu Buqun let out a hearty laugh and pointed at his granddaughter.

A gentle breeze rustled through the ginkgo tree, sending golden leaves spiraling down onto Shan Weizi. She was wearing a set of light green, Wei-Jin style Hanfu that was loose and flowing. Her long hair was tied back in a low ponytail with a red cord, giving her the timeless elegance of a classic Chinese beauty.

Liu Buqun knew his granddaughter was a woman of many talents, not at all like her mother, who was as mischievous as a child. Shan Weizi was very much like her maternal grandmother, who had also been an exceptionally talented woman.

Her grandmother had been a female disciple from another martial arts sect.

Back in the day, Liu Buqun and Shan Weizi’s grandmother met at the 13th National Sanda Competition.

Liu Buqun saw that Shan Weizi’s grandmother was gorgeous and had a great ass, and he was pretty much just after her for her body.

As it happened, his opponent was her senior brother. During the match, Liu Buqun paid his opponent no mind, instead throwing flirtatious winks at the grandmother on the sidelines. She flushed red with anger and cursed, "Degenerate of the Martial World!"

And when her senior brother saw Liu Buqun relentlessly winking at his junior sister in the audience, how could he possibly stand for it?

He immediately went for a ’Monkey Steals the Peach.’ Fortunately, Liu Buqun reacted with lightning speed, sending the senior brother flying with a single palm strike that caused internal injuries. He then roared at the other sects on the sidelines, "Who else!"

At the time, the grandmother declared that the Spirit Sword Mountain Sect lacked martial virtue. Sect Leader Liu retorted, "If you’re not convinced, let’s duel!"

A duel it was, then! As if she would be afraid of the Spirit Sword Mountain Sect!

So she secretly issued a formal challenge to duel Liu Buqun.

As it turned out, their dueling and challenging eventually led them straight to the bedroom.

The senior brother’s ’Monkey Steals the Peach’ had cost him his chance, paving the way for Liu Buqun to win the girl.

Now, her grandmother had long since passed away.

Seeing his granddaughter now, Liu Buqun couldn’t help but be reminded of his late wife.

Naturally, the old man showered all his love on his granddaughter, Shan Weizi. He doted on her so much that he was even planning to pass the Spirit Sword Mountain Sect down to her.

And so...

The one thing he couldn’t stand was seeing his granddaughter being wronged in any way.

Especially when it came to men. ’There are so many scumbags out there these days,’ he thought, ’and my granddaughter is so innocent. What am I supposed to do if she runs into one?’

’So, anyone who dares to hurt my granddaughter is making an enemy of my Spirit Sword Mountain Sect.’

Mhmm... It was exactly as Su Ran had predicted.

BEEP BEEP BEEP.

Shan Weizi received Su Ran’s message on Xunxin and stood up. "Grandfather, please wait here. Su Ran is about to get to the station. I’m going to pick him up and bring him up the mountain."

Liu Buqun stood up and said, "I haven’t been down the mountain in a long time. I’ll go with you."

He had heard from his daughter, Liu Piaopiao, about a certain man named Su Ran and his relationship with his granddaughter. He also knew that his granddaughter had painted a picture expressing her longing for him while standing a very specific number of kilometers away from Su Ran’s hometown. Hearing all this, Sect Leader Liu was very eager to meet him!

As if in a coordinated response, every disciple of the Spirit Sword Mountain Sect grabbed their swords, stood up, and spoke.

"I’m going too."

"Me too."

"And me..."

"Me..."

Shan Weizi said, "All of you are going? Why don’t we just forget it? I can go pick him up by myself. I need to buy a few things along the way, and I don’t want to waste everyone’s time."

Everyone shouted in unison, "It’s fine! Our time can be wasted, but Senior Sister Weizi’s happiness cannot be delayed!"

’This hardly seemed like a friendly welcoming party. They were all going down the mountain to act as her backup, weren’t they?’

Seeing that everyone’s mind was made up, Shan Weizi had no choice but to compromise. "Alright, but... is there really a need for the swords?"

"A martial artist never parts with their sword. Don’t worry, we won’t draw them easily. Unless we can’t resist."

"..."

Shan Weizi put a hand to her forehead, speechless. ’Su Ran,’ she thought, ’you’d better be careful.’

Shan Weizi was, without a doubt, the darling of the entire sect.

She and Su Ran were genuinely just friends. There was no romance between them; it was all just a result of scandalous rumors.

The entire Spirit Sword Mountain Sect mobilized, piling into cars in groups of three and five and heading down the winding mountain road.

At a fork in the road at the base of the mountain, they were stopped by a traffic cop conducting a sobriety checkpoint. When the car window rolled down, the officer jumped in surprise—the car was filled with martial artists, all holding long swords.

Recognizing Liu Buqun, the cop gave a little whistle. "Sect Leader Liu, are you leading your disciples in such a grand procession to the sword tournament on Huashan?"

"Just accompanying my granddaughter to buy a few things."

Liu Buqun shot a look at his disciples, signaling them to be more discreet, or they’d all be hauled down to the station for questioning.

"Your granddaughter is a lucky girl. The entire sect mobilizes just to escort her on a shopping trip. Drive slow and stay safe."

The window rolled up, and the grand procession moved on. They stopped first in front of a small convenience store. The disciples all got out, leaning against the cars with their long swords, and watched as Shan Weizi entered the store by herself. Shan Weizi was mortified. The store owner was stunned. What was this scene? An entire sect had mobilized to escort a girl down the mountain... to buy a pack of Sofy brand leak-proof sanitary pads?

In reality, Shan Weizi hadn’t gotten her period yet; this was her safe window.

She was just planning to stay on the mountain for a while, so she was buying them in advance to be prepared.

She scanned the code to pay, put the pads in her bag, and returned to the large group.

"Weizi, get in the car."

"Okay."

Shan Weizi returned to Liu Buqun’s side, and the group continued on its way to the high-speed rail station to pick up Su Ran...