Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

Shan Weizi went to get the car. Sister Piaopiao hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let’s go, I’ll walk you out."

She was wearing a slim-fitting, short, lace-trimmed dress. For a woman who could wear a cheongsam with such mature elegance, a short skirt was no challenge at all. Sister Piaopiao’s figure was perfectly proportioned and curvy, without an ounce of fat—an absolutely flawless woman. As her long legs in white stilettos strode out the door, she turned and saw Su Ran staring intently at them. Fixing him with a sultry gaze, she asked, "What are you looking at?"

"You have a diamond ring on your high heel?"

"Oh? Heh, no wonder I was looking for my ring all day and couldn’t find it. So it got stuck on my heel." Liu Piaopiao lifted her shoe, pried the diamond ring off, and dropped it into her purse. She shot him an annoyed look. "You certainly pay close attention, don’t you?"

PFFT—

Su Ran was slain on the spot.

Soon, Shan Weizi pulled up in the Bentley. Su Ran said, "Sister Piaopiao, I’m heading out now."

"Take care. In a few days, after that stiff wood of yours is delivered to Spirit Sword Mountain, Weizi and I will go there to talk to my dad. We’ll take the chance to look around."

Su Ran nodded, got in the car, and left.

In the car, their eyes met, and they both burst out laughing. The whole situation was just too amusing—meeting an online friend only to find ’it’s him/her!’ It really felt like a kind of fate.

Shan Weizi was wearing Hanfu again today, this time a flowing, pure white one. It gave her a truly ethereal and spiritual aura.

Shan Weizi’s style was completely different from Liu Piaopiao’s.

One favored traditional Chinese aesthetics, the other modern fashion.

Different styles, same perfection.

Su Ran had followed Shan Weizi’s shop on Taobao. The product photos featured clothing she had designed herself. Su Ran clicked his tongue, marveling at her talent. ’A woman this gifted,’ he thought, ’is truly not someone an ordinary guy could ever be worthy of.’

Of course, Su Ran conveniently excluded himself from this consideration. ’I don’t want to be worthy of her,’ he mused. ’It would be a total disaster. Just imagine it: my traditionalist girlfriend is the future Sect Leader and even knows Martial Arts. Say one wrong word, and she’d draw her sword on me. You can imagine what my standing in that household would be.’

"So what’s your Anyang really like? I’m so curious about your hometown, 1314.520 kilometers away!"

"My hometown is beautiful. There..."

Once he started talking about his hometown, Su Ran became a torrent of words. He spoke endlessly about its local culture and customs. He was from Anyang and he loved his home. He would never complain about its shortcomings to an outsider; instead, he acted as a "tour guide," dedicated to showing off its beauty.

Shan Weizi listened. She had actually looked it up online the previous night; Anyang was just a small county town. Yet, she could hear the pride in his voice, which pleased her. ’He hasn’t forgotten his roots even after getting rich,’ she thought. ’That makes him someone worth being good friends with.’

"Alright, alright, that’s enough talk! I’ve never been, and you’re making me want to go. Next time I’m free, I’m definitely going to see that magical place 1314.520 kilometers away! You can be my guide."

"Of course."

"Heh... alright, we’re here. Go catch your train. Text me when you get there so I know you’re safe. Wouldn’t want ’Mom’ to worry."

"Sister Piaopiao really is great."

"But she can be a handful sometimes, can’t she?"

"Not really. Bye, I’m off. Drive safe."

After watching the Bentley drive away, Su Ran bought a ticket and headed into the station.

’DING! Housewarming Celebration mission complete. (Home Purchase + House-Guarding Treasure) Total funds: 103.2 million.’

Name: Su Ran

Age: 18

Wealth: 135.2 million

Su Ran, of course, felt incredible. His missions were literally to enjoy life. At just eighteen years old, he had already become a hundred-millionaire. The long road ahead seemed paved for one thing: enjoying life to the absolute fullest.

He put on his headphones and listened to music. An hour later, he arrived in Shanghai. Gazing out at the towering skyscrapers, he could almost smell the opulence and decadence in the air.

To the rich, it was the "Magic City"; to the poor, it was just Shanghai. A harsh, yet undeniable, reality.

Su Ran wasn’t familiar with Shanghai—you could even call it a foreign place to him. And yet, it didn’t feel foreign at all. With money, you’re never a stranger anywhere.

Su Ran had come to Shanghai early without telling Xiao Wanqing. The main reason was that from the moment he opened his eyes to the moment he closed them, he was surrounded by women! He was sick of it. ’It’s the classic "grass is always greener" scenario,’ he thought. ’Guys with no women wish they were surrounded by them, and guys who are surrounded by them wish all the women would just get the hell out and leave them in peace for a second!’

He stretched lazily, a feeling of utter comfort washing over him.

BEEP BEEP BEEP. A message from Xie Yiren popped up: [Su Ran, I really wasn’t yelling at you. I was yelling at my internet connection.]

’Isn’t this the message from two days ago?’

Su Ran: [Sigh... Yiren, it’s been two days and your message only just arrived? I think your hometown needs more than just a new road; it needs a cell tower, too.]

Xie Yiren: [(An emoji of a face covering its mouth, trying not to cry)]

Su Ran: [How about this: for the sake of our friendship, I’ll invest in your hometown. I’ll build you a cell tower and a road. But... I can’t do it for free, you know. You’ll have to give me a little something sweet in return. That’s not a problem, is it?]

Something sweet?

Xie Yiren looked down at her own chest. ’This is sweet?’

How cynical the world has become, how far the human heart has fallen.

Hmph. Just as I thought. All men are the same.

’Then again,’ she thought, ’if he really is going to invest that much money, I suppose I should give him a little something sweet in return. That’s only fair, right?’

Sitting on the mountainside, Xie Yiren gazed down at the old village below. As its Saintess, she felt it was her duty to lead her people to prosperity. She took a deep breath. ’What’s the big deal if I have to sacrifice myself for the good of everyone else?’

Having come to a decision, she felt a sense of clarity.

[Fine! One ’sweet thing’ for a road, two for a cell tower. I agree. After I get back, you just book a hotel room and wait for me! I’ll give you what you want.]

PFFT—

Su Ran completely lost it and burst out laughing. This woman was truly one of a kind.