Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

[I can create a dream tonight to resolve Host’s lingering regret.]

"Thank you."

For Su Ran, billions in wealth couldn’t compare to a dream of having his parents.

For a child like Su Ran who had lost his parents, what he craved most was something others had every day... parents.

A dream, a regret, a fulfillment, a closure.

Su Ran wanted to go back to the hotel and sleep right now, but he had promised Zhou Bailin he would watch his race, so he decided to tough it out a little longer.

The system replied with a smile and added, [Host, you will eventually become an incredible Divine Rich.]

Su Ran had never thought about what kind of person he wanted to become.

As for the future, he never thought about it. He only focused on the present.

「Meanwhile.」

After waking up, the Four Young Actresses returned to school. Having eaten too much at their seafood feast for lunch, they decided to skip dinner to stay in shape. They were now in Gymnastics Room 13 on the fifth floor of the Arts Complex, practicing yoga.

Four yoga mats, four girls, four sets of different-colored yoga outfits that accentuated their tiny waists and peach-like hips, making them look all the more luscious.

While doing a backbend, Aina said sweetly, "Jinyu, Su Ran is really a great guy. We all got drunk, and he didn’t try anything with us. I’m so in love with him."

Liu Jinyu, who was doing the splits, rolled her eyes at her. "What, you wanted my Ranran to do something to you?"

Aina whined playfully, "Of course not~"

Xiao Wanqing, her upper body resting on the yoga mat with her hips arched high, teased, "Jinyu, Su Ran said he wants to see you do some dirty dancing. Why don’t you find an opportunity to teach him~"

Liu Jinyu whined playfully, "You’re the worst~"

Meanwhile, Xie Yiren, who was off to the side doing squats from a horse stance, didn’t say a word.

Liu Jinyu glanced at the time. Su Ran’s family dinner should be over. Then, in a soft, sweet voice, she called him.

BEEP BEEP BEEP...

Su Ran saw the call was from Liu Jinyu. He glanced at Zhou Bailin before answering.

"Ah~"

Liu Jinyu’s sensual gasp over the phone nearly did him in.

"Why are you making such strange noises this late at night?"

"I’m doing the splits. I pulled something, and it hurts."

"Pulled what?"

"I just pulled..." Liu Jinyu was about to say exactly what when she realized Su Ran was messing with her. "You jerk, Ranran! Why do you need to know the details? I was just calling to tell you we’re back at school. Aina and the others are singing your praises, saying what a good guy you are for not taking advantage of us."

"Take advantage? And do what, exactly?"

"I’m gonna kill you, you jerk! You’re getting more and more shameless. Anyway~ Where are you now? Have you thought about what you want for breakfast tomorrow? I can bring it to you."

"I’m in the car right now. I haven’t decided on breakfast yet. Hmm~ I’ll call you then. You girls get some rest. I’m hanging up now."

"Wait... That ’formal talk’ you mentioned, when are we having it?"

"What?"

"Su Ran!! Are you playing dumb? Don’t think I’ve forgotten just because I was drunk."

"Haha, you’ve got a good memory. Let’s talk about it when we meet tomorrow. I’m a bit busy right now."

"Okay, you go ahead. Mwah~"

"Oh."

"Don’t just say ’Oh.’"

"Oh."

"Argh!" Liu Jinyu screamed in frustration.

Su Ran hung up, and Zhou Bailin smirked. "Sounded like a girl. Who was that?"

"A friend. By the way, cousin, how much farther is it to the racetrack?"

Su Ran changed the subject again.

"Not far now. It’s at the Speed Club, just on the outskirts of the city."

The Speed Club was a prestigious racing club in Shanghai.

There, you could not only watch thrilling car races but also play pool, game in the esports lounge, drink coffee, and stay overnight, among a whole suite of other amenities.

Along the way, Zhou Bailin explained the origins of the Speed Club.

The club was started by a group of super-rich kids who were bored out of their minds. Every now and then, whenever one of them got a new car, they’d meet up to take them for a spin and show them off.

Over time, it evolved into a shortcut, a springboard into the social circles of Shanghai’s elite. Most outsiders who joined would bite the bullet and buy a luxury car, all for the chance to meet these super-rich kids and hopefully get absorbed into their world.

The club was membership-based, and the entry requirement was simple: you had to own three or more luxury cars.

First: Each of the three cars must have a value of over 3 million yuan to qualify for membership. (Note: that’s the base price of the car, by the way.)

Second: The total value of the three cars must be no less than 15 million yuan.

In other words, if you don’t have at least ten million, don’t bother showing up and making a fool of yourself. Just go back to your village and play the part of a big shot there.

This circle isn’t for people like you.

There was a news story two years ago about an ordinary guy who sold his house and took on high-interest loans to buy a luxury car, just to get into this circle. As for what happened to him, the news never followed up. The club’s owner probably used his connections to have the story buried.

Of course, there was one other way to get into the Speed Club as a guest without a membership: you had to be a pretty girl.

And tonight, the final round of Zhou Bailin’s racing competition was being held at the Speed Club.

Zhou Bailin sighed. "Man, I’ll work hard and try to break into this circle myself in a couple of years."

Zhou Bailin was at least self-aware on this point. What else could he be? That circle was the playground for big shots on the level of Qin Fei and Wang Siming. Of course he knew where he stood.

The 718 turned and entered the access road. Once inside, the Porsche was nothing special; it was surrounded by supercars that started at a million yuan and up.

Moreover, a quick glance around revealed that the passenger seat of every car was occupied by a hot girl—all of them playthings for these super-rich kids.

To say Zhou Bailin was envious would be an understatement.

After parking, Su Ran got out. Zhou Bailin said, "Cousin, why don’t you head up to the stands and find a seat? I’m going to get ready for the race. Wait for me to put on a show."

"Okay."

Watching the 718 drive into the inspection area, Su Ran turned and walked toward the building across the way.

VROOOM~

He had barely taken a single step.

Just then.

"Su Ran~"

A familiar female voice called out from behind him...