Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

International Finance Center.

Su Ran parked his car. Behind him, the door of a nanny van slid open with a SWOOSH. Several people got out, and one of them poked Su Ran in the waist. "Don't move."

"Brother Che, are you that childish?"

As he spoke, he spun around, his hand whipping back lightning-fast. "Aah!" Reba cried out, clutching her short skirt as she stumbled back a couple of steps, her face pale with fright. 'Oh my god...'

Lin Che, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded.

When he saw it was Reba, Su Ran sucked in a sharp breath. He immediately retracted his hand, which had been inches from her skirt, and awkwardly shoved it into his pants pocket. He shot a glare at Lin Che, who was struggling not to laugh.

The air was thick with awkwardness.

Reba was truly terrified.

That was terrifying.

Reba's heart was still pounding, but she didn't blame him. She figured it was just the kind of game close guy friends played together and decided to let it go.

Su Ran walked up to her and apologized sincerely. "Sister Naza, I'm sorry. I thought you were Lin Che. Please don't be angry."

Pfft—

Lin Che nearly coughed up blood and died.

Reba scoffed angrily, turned, and walked away, giving him the cold shoulder completely. Su Ran chased after her, calling out, "Sister Naza! Sister Naza—"

'This woman is so petty,' Su Ran thought. The more he called out to her, the faster she ran. In a flash, she was back at the nanny van, telling her assistant to shut the door and drive off, her expression merciless, as if she was washing her hands of the whole thing.

Su Ran blocked the door. 'She's a woman, so it's understandable that she's angry. It really was my mistake.' With that in mind, he maintained his sincere tone and apologized again. "Sister Naza, I really did mistake you for someone else just now. Please don't be angry."

Reba's tone was harsh. "Let go of the door!"

"Sister Naza, please don't be angry."

"I told you to let go of the door!"

"You're being..."

Su Ran was suddenly annoyed. 'I've humbled myself and called her 'Sister Naza' again and again, but she's still being this unforgiving. She's being way too petty.'

And just like that, Su Ran's tone did a complete 180, becoming firm.

"Sister Naza, we're both adults. I'll say it one last time: I genuinely thought that was Lin Che behind me, which is why I did what I did. I didn't even touch you, and I've already apologized. But you're still carrying on like this. I think respect should be mutual. I respected you enough to apologize, and I hope you can show me some respect in return. Don't think you can throw your weight around just because you're a big star. That act doesn't work on me!"

Reba looked at Su Ran's self-righteous 'I'm right, you're wrong' expression and wanted to strangle him.

She gave a cold laugh. "You've really got a way with words. I'm not respecting you? I'm pulling rank? And you? Have you shown me any respect?"

Su Ran's voice was firm. "How have I not respected you? I have been nothing but respectful! You're the one disrespecting me, and you're being petty."

Reba shook her head, speechless. She took a deep breath and finally exploded, "Su Ran, if you actually respected me, you wouldn't keep calling me 'Sister Naza'! My name is not Nazha!"

Pfft—

Su Ran nearly choked to death on his own blood, wishing the ground would open up and swallow him whole. 'No wonder she ran faster the more I called her name. I got her name wrong this whole time!' And he'd even accused her of 'pulling rank'. Tsk, tsk... The embarrassment was so intense, his toes could have carved a three-bedroom apartment out of the floor.

"Can you let go of the door now?"

"No, no, no! Sister Reba, I'm so sorry! It was a slip of the tongue, completely my fault. Please don't be angry." Su Ran was mortified; he had never been so embarrassed. He shot a glare at Lin Che and the others. 'Why the hell didn't you guys stop me?' Of course, they had wanted to, but there was no stopping him. The guy was practically screaming her name.

'Well, that's just great,' they thought. 'He's gone and offended the mentor. How's he supposed to pass the auditions now?'

"Let go of the door!"

"Sister Reba..." Fortunately, Su Ran was handsome, and his ability to placate angry women had grown by leaps and bounds recently. After he sat in the van and coaxed her for a good while, Reba's anger finally subsided. "Su Ran, I've realized something about you," she said. "It doesn't matter if you're right or wrong, you just love to lecture people until they agree with you. The way you were gritting your teeth earlier... did you want to hit me or something?"

"Of course not. It was just a slip of the tongue, really. You're not still angry, are you? Let me buy you some milk tea?"

"Hmph. Move, you're infuriating. If you ever call me by the wrong name again, you're dead."

With that, she pushed Su Ran aside, got out of the van, and headed for the International Finance Center.

Phew...

Su Ran let out a long sigh. 'Have I been cursed with bad luck lately? It's one moment of social suicide after another. Maybe I need to wear something red to change my fortunes...'

'Reba? Nazha?'

Su Ran was looking down at his phone when Reba walked up in her high heels. She glanced over, and with lightning reflexes, Su Ran shoved the phone into his pocket. But Reba's eyes were sharp. She had already seen the screen. 'Is he searching for information about me?'

"What are you looking me up for? I'm standing right in front of you. Can't you just ask me directly? Do you really need to ask the internet?"

"I was just browsing randomly."

Su Ran didn't dare tell the truth—that he had confused the names of two different actresses from the Western Regions.

Guli Reba?

Dilinazha?

'Which combination is the right one?'

If Reba found out about this, the situation would be completely unsalvageable.

Su Ran bought a few cups of milk tea for everyone. He handed Reba's, which was iced, to her as a peace offering.

Holding the cold milk tea, Reba felt, to be honest, a little flustered.

Just yesterday, Su Ran had given her a room-temperature drink because Aunt Flo was visiting.

Today, just as her period had ended, Su Ran accurately handed her a lightly iced milk tea.

'What's going on?'

'Does he know me like the back of his hand?'

She wanted to ask but was too embarrassed, worried he might think she was interested in him.

In any case, she was at a loss for words.

As they entered the International Finance Center, a guest manager named Wang Xiaoxiao came to greet them. From their conversation, Reba learned something surprising. It wasn't that Su Ran was a VIP member of the IFC—that wasn't a shock—but that he was a "friend" of President Wu of Jiulong Cang. Now *that* was on a completely different level.