Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

After completing all the enrollment procedures, Su Ran was finally a university student.

Looking back on his two-month summer vacation, it hadn’t felt particularly long or short. If he had to describe it in one word, it would be: crowded.

He’d met a lot of pretty girls, each with her own unique style.

’It was a nice thought.’

Physically, Su Ran had gone from a boy to a man.

Mentally, the comfortable life he’d led since becoming a Divine Rich had quietly become his new normal.

Of course, walking across the campus he’d always dreamed of, Su Ran had other feelings as well.

Ning University, this temple of knowledge, was not without its share of diligent students from humble backgrounds.

Nor was it lacking in children from wealthy families.

Proportionally, a higher percentage of wealthy kids got into good universities than those from poor families.

The reason was simple. Most of the second-generation rich were raised in excellent educational environments by their parents. From a young age, whatever subject they were weak in, they got tutoring for. Moreover, they had goals from an early age and knew what they would do when they grew up. Perhaps they would take over their parents’ company, start their own business, or study abroad. In short, with a clear goal, studying became much easier.

It’s hard for greatness to come from poverty.

Su Ran was from a humble background. After burying his head in books for over a decade, he was "bitten" by a stroke of luck and received the Divine Wealth System, basically activating cheat codes while trying to stay true to himself.

He was the kind of great scion the Su Family’s humble line might see once in a millennium; their ancestors must have been smiling down on them.

Poor for three generations, the poverty ended with Su Ran’s generation, which had begun its counterattack.

On the way to the men’s dormitory, he admired the hallowed scenery of the campus while also appreciating the vibrant and youthful senior girls.

He shrugged and headed to the men’s dormitory.

Room 403. Next door was Room 404. ’Thank god.’

The moment he pushed the door open, he was met with a wall of foul, smoky air.

His three roommates, who had arrived earlier, were already getting acquainted by offering each other specialty cigarettes from their hometowns.

"Yo, all of Room 403 is finally here."

A chubby roommate, seeing the last person arrive, walked over with a broad smile. "Hello, my name is Zeng Cao, from Nanchang. And you, bro?"

He sized Su Ran up as he pulled out a ’Jinsheng’ cigarette and offered it to him.

’Uh... that name sounds very proper.’

"Thanks, but I don’t smoke." Su Ran put down his suitcase and introduced himself. "Hello everyone, my name is Su Ran. I’m from Anyang, Jiangning."

The other two roommates also came over. A big, sturdy guy introduced himself first, "The name’s Wang Dachui, from Cao County."

Hearing this, Su Ran’s eyes lit up. That was the number one county in the universe, and the name was awesome too.

’Zeng Cao, Wang Dachui... easy to remember.’

Just then, the other roommate, who was rather handsome, extended his hand. "Cao Wo."

"Huh? Fuck... you?"

*Hiss...*

Su Ran took a small step back, wary of this absolute unit.

PFFT— HAHAHA!

Zeng Cao and Wang Dachui let out shameless, honking laughs.

"Su Ran, don’t be scared. Dachui and I were startled at first, too. His surname is Cao, and his given name is Wo, like the ’wo’ in ’fertile land’."

’What a passive name. I wonder what his parents were thinking.’

Su Ran scratched his head awkwardly. "Sorry, Classmate... Cao."

"Hah, it’s nothing. It’s a pretty domineering name. Back in high school, a lot of girls would get scared and run off the second they heard it."

Su Ran and the other two gave him a thumbs-up. Awesome! Truly awesome!

’In that case, does my name, Su Ran, make me the odd one out in this dorm? A breath of fresh air?’

After getting to know each other, they started making their beds and chatting. The other three all smoked, and while Su Ran didn’t, he wasn’t bothered by it.

’Uh... if there are four people and only one smokes, he’ll get ganged up on.’

’If there are four people, three of them smoke, and the one non-smoker runs his mouth about it, he’s going to be ostracized.’

Su Ran understood the art of getting along.

In the course of their chat, Su Ran learned that their major had 12 students, and the residents of Room 403 were the only guys in the class.

The remaining eight students were all girls. After all, there really weren’t many guys in this major. As for whether they’d meet any pretty female classmates, that was up to fate.

The other three were hoping that, if not all eight girls were beauties, there would at least be four. That way, they could be split evenly among the guys in Room 403.

After they finished making their beds and cleaning the dorm together, it was already lunchtime. The four of them unanimously agreed to go out for a meal to get to know each other better. In the afternoon, they would all be busy with their own things; having just registered, everyone still had a lot of supplies to buy.

On their way downstairs and out of the university, Wang Dachui gazed at the pretty senior girls on the athletic field and declared, "My goal for my four years of college is to find a girl and have a passionate, earth-shattering romance!"

Zeng Cao said, "One? Hah, can’t you think bigger? I don’t have any other demands for college. I just want to be... Chen Hansheng!"

With his shout, nearby girls looked over resentfully. "Ptui! Fucking scumbag!"

Su Ran said, "A pity for my Shen Youchu, then~"

Zeng Cao asked, "You’ve read it too?"

Su Ran replied, "I like reading novels. I did some research on that one a while ago."

"Research?"

Uh...

’Perhaps because the number of women around him was increasing, he subconsciously felt a sense of crisis. If he wasn’t careful, he’d end up with a mountain of romantic debt. Since Su Ran wasn’t a scumbag, he didn’t want to let down any girl who was good to him.’

’So he’d looked up this urban harem novel to study how the protagonist handled his relationships with a bunch of women, hoping to learn something. He shouldn’t have. The moment he started reading, he wanted to murder Chen Hansheng!’

*Sigh...*

’In the end, it was just a novel. Su Ran would have to figure out real-life relationships with women on his own~’

Cao Wo said, "Shallow. What’s so great about women? Women will only slow down the swing of my Luoyang Shovel! What about you, Su Ran?"

Su Ran thought for a moment. He really didn’t have any particular goals. As for women... to put it bluntly, he wasn’t lacking for them. He was saturated.

"I don’t really have a goal. I’ll just let things happen naturally."

"Of course a tall, rich, handsome guy like you can ’let things happen naturally.’ You can just be passive while the girls make all the moves."

Zeng Cao had just seen that Su Ran’s suitcase was a Gucci, worth tens of thousands of yuan, and had secretly used his phone to photo-search Su Ran’s clothes. They were all top-tier luxury brands that were ridiculously expensive.

On top of that, he was wearing a Patek Philippe on his wrist.

His whole outfit cost several hundred thousand yuan.

’If he wasn’t a second-generation rich kid, what else could he be?’

Zeng Cao marveled inwardly. Su Ran’s looks, his resources... no exaggeration, just facts.

Su Ran said, "Don’t just guess wildly. I’m not that kind of person."

At their first lunch gathering, everyone was being polite. It was all, "I can’t really drink, just a small cup is fine."

They split the bill, so no one was at a disadvantage.

After the meal, they went their separate ways. Su Ran took a taxi to a real estate development three or four kilometers from Ning University—Shanglin Fu.

It was a large development of purely Chinese-style villas at the end of the Jiangning River.

Su Ran had originally considered a large flat, but then he suddenly remembered those four scourges who chattered away from morning till night without a moment’s peace. So, a villa it was.

This way, it would be both private and quiet. Once he closed the courtyard gates, they could make a racket all they wanted without bothering the neighbors.