Super Rich by Doing as You Please

’Not only is this woman headstrong, she’s stubborn, too.’

’She clearly missed me, but she’s using Xu Xiaozhi as an excuse.’

’Xu Xiaozhi is so little. I’ve only met her once, and it’s been so long. It’s a toss-up whether she even remembers me, let alone misses me.’

Xu Yun’s driver, Uncle He, saw him finish his call and asked with a smile, "Young Master Xu, where are we headed now?"

Thinking of the autographed CD in his bag, Xu Yun replied, "Uncle He, please take me to the Tulip District."

"Alright."

「Half an hour later.」

Xu Yun arrived at the residential complex where he used to live—the place Song Xiaowei was now staying.

"Young Master Xu, you live here?"

"Mhm, I lived here for a while."

Xu Yun answered, "I’m just back to take a look around."

"Should I wait for you downstairs?"

"No need."

"Very well."

Uncle He didn’t for a second believe that Xu Yun would actually live in such an old, run-down complex, but he never asked questions he wasn’t supposed to ask or said things he wasn’t supposed to say.

After dropping Xu Yun off and being told he wasn’t needed, he drove away.

Xu Yun walked up to the door of his old apartment.

The apartments here weren’t equipped with smart locks, so he couldn’t just let himself in. He needed someone to open the door.

So, he knocked.

Song Xiaowei had just finished her shower and was watching TV on the couch.

As a variety show host herself, she didn’t just host shows; she also loved watching other people’s reality shows.

Especially dating shows.

Even though they were a bit fake and scripted, watching other people fall in love was a lot of fun.

Of course, sometimes she couldn’t help but imagine herself in their place, wishing she and Xu Yun could have a romance like the couples on TV.

’Too bad it was just a fantasy.’

Xu Yun was too busy. She was lucky if she got to see him once a week.

Just as she was thinking this, the sound of the doorbell interrupted her.

’Who could it be this late?’

Puzzled, Song Xiaowei got up, went to the door, and peered through the peephole.

A woman home alone needed to have a healthy dose of caution.

When she saw Xu Yun through the peephole, she froze for a second, then, overcome with joy, immediately threw the door open and leaped into his arms. Looking up, she smiled. "What are you doing here?"

"Missed you."

Xu Yun chuckled, carrying her into the apartment.

He carried her all the way to the couch, set her down, and asked, "What are you watching?"

"Uh, nothing."

"Is this a dating show?"

Xu Yun glanced at the TV screen and teased, "What, are you looking to date someone else?"

"No, no."

Song Xiaowei immediately denied it. "I’m just bored, watching for fun. You’re my favorite, you know."

"Alright, then. Since you like me so much, I’ll give you a gift."

Xu Yun pulled a CD case from his bag and handed it to her. "Here you go."

"Is this..."

Song Xiaowei stared at Xu Song’s signature on it, astonished. "Is this an autographed Xu Song CD?"

"You like Xu Song, don’t you?"

Xu Yun smiled. "I ran into him by chance on my trip, so I got one for you."

"Thank you! You’re so good to me."

Deeply moved, Song Xiaowei set the CD aside. "No one has ever been this good to me."

"So, between me and Xu Song, if you had to choose one, who would it be?"

"You, you! I’d only choose you."

Song Xiaowei said coquettishly, "You’re my favorite man. He just sings well; he can’t even compare to you."

"Your words have certainly gotten sweeter."

Song Xiaowei suddenly winked. "You haven’t even tasted them, so how would you know they’re sweet?"

"Then I’ll have a taste right now."

"No!"

Song Xiaowei leaped away and ran barefoot toward the bedroom.

"..." Xu Yun.

’Hosting a variety show has really made her more playful!’

Seeing this, Xu Yun didn’t go to the bedroom right away. Instead, he took off his clothes and prepared to take a shower first.

’Good things come to those who wait.’

The night was still young. He had plenty of time to play with her.

When Song Xiaowei saw that Xu Yun hadn’t chased her and had gone to take a shower instead, she quickly started getting ready in her room, preparing a little surprise for him.

Men usually shower quickly—just a few minutes, unless they’re doing something else in there.

Soon enough, Xu Yun finished his shower and came out wrapped in a bath towel.

As soon as he pushed open the bedroom door, he saw that Song Xiaowei was gone from the bed. In her place was a beautiful, sexy doctor.

Song Xiaowei looked at Xu Yun and asked with a sweet smile, "Sir, are you here to see a doctor?"

"Mhm."

Xu Yun walked forward with a smile and replied, "I’ve been feeling a bit... hot and bothered lately. I was wondering if you, Doctor, might have a cure that doesn’t require any medicine?"

"I do."

Song Xiaowei smiled shyly. "Let me try helping you with some... physical therapy."

What followed was the dull and boring treatment process between the doctor and her patient. For the sake of public decency, it’s best not to write about it.

(Ten thousand words omitted here!)

「The next morning.」

Xu Yun woke up leisurely. Song Xiaowei was already gone.

But his ailment had been cured.

It seemed her skills as a part-time doctor were quite effective.

Xu Yun glanced at his phone. She had left him a message.

I made you some breakfast. It’s keeping warm in the rice cooker, so remember to eat.

He got out of bed, took a quick shower, went through a round of the Eight Pieces of Brocade, and then ate the bowl of millet porridge Song Xiaowei had made for him before playing on his phone.

Xu Yun decided to check on how Yang Siqi’s livestream shopping broadcast was doing.

Because he’d spent a bit of money helping out Chen Xin before, his user level on the video-sharing app wasn’t that low—over level 50, which made him a high-roller.

Whenever he entered a livestream, a notification would pop up.

To attract more viewers, Yang Siqi’s online store was basically selling everything at a loss, much cheaper than in physical stores.