Everyday Romance After Becoming a Billionaire

Outside the window, the sea wind howled.

The room was dark, the lights off.

On the large round bed, they lay stiff as boards, trying to sleep.

Although they’d shared a bed once before during the RV trip, the bunk in the RV had been L-shaped with a curtain partition in the middle, so it hadn’t really been a big deal. But in the world of adult relationships, there was no problem a single bed couldn’t solve.

"...That was so scary just now. I really thought a ghost had boarded the ship..."

Aina, huddled under the covers, chattered on about what had just happened. Then, she changed the subject, glanced at the man at the foot of the bed, and said shyly, "Su Ran... I’m sorry. We interrupted you and Jinyu’s special time. You’re not mad at us, are you?"

Su Ran stared at the pair of small feet in front of him and said casually, "It’s nothing. That’s not important. I brought you guys out on vacation, so of course, I’m responsible for your safety. That’s more important than anything."

Aina: "Su Ran, you’re the best. I’m so jealous of Jinyu. If I’d known, I would have gone to Jiuxi Lake back then and snatched you up myself."

"Oh," Su Ran replied, too preoccupied to chat. He was lying on his side, head propped on his hand, staring at the pair of small feet before him.

’People say girls who dance have ugly feet, but that’s not necessarily true. If my Finger Technique Fragrance can enhance a woman’s bust, what’s a pair of little feet? I’d already improved theirs in my spare time. Now, they were free of calluses—just soft, delicate, and fair. The Finger Technique Fragrance is amazing. It’s produced the exact results my subconscious wanted. I used to think this Skill was useless, but now I see how incredible it is. Five-star review.’

’Just...’

’Whose feet are these? There’s a red mole on the instep?’ Su Ran fell into thought.

’First, it can’t be Liu Jinyu. After the ’battle’ earlier, she was so exhausted she’d fallen asleep hugging me from behind.’

’It’s not Aina either. Her feet were ice-cold because of her poor circulation, so she’d stuck them in my arms to warm them up. I’m a man with a lot of ’heat,’ so it was actually perfect for cooling me down.’

’So...’

’Are these feet Xie Yiren’s or Xiao Wanqing’s?’

’Sigh...’

’I spent so many days with Sister Wanqing in Shanghai, and I never even noticed if she had a red mole on her instep. What a failure.’

The women chattered back and forth, their conversation eventually turning to Su Ran. Aina spoke up again, "Su Ran... you’re going back to school tomorrow. When will you come back to see us?"

Xiao Wanqing and Xie Yiren stopped their playful roughhousing to hear Su Ran’s answer. They were reluctant to see him go, because every time he visited, he moved them deeply.

Su Ran: "There’s no set time. I’ll come to Shanghai to see you whenever I have a break. If you ever run into an emergency you can’t handle and need my help, I’ll just fly over. It’s only a two-hour flight, after all."

For the rich, airplanes were just basic transportation. Flying to the Imperial Capital for some donkey rolls in the morning and then to Chongqing for hot pot in the afternoon was no problem at all. Time was a science; as long as you managed it well and became a time management master, you could always squeeze out more of it.

Aina: "Su Ran... what I really want to ask is, is there a girl you like at your school? If there is, would it be hard for you to come to Shanghai to see us?"

Su Ran: "Jinyu is my girlfriend. Besides, I don’t have that much time to spend chasing women all day. My life doesn’t revolve around finding women; I have my own things to do."

Aina: "Mm... I’m satisfied with that answer. My feet are warm now, thank you." As she spoke, she pulled her feet back from Su Ran’s arms, her heart filled with a sweet warmth. Her feet were now full of his heat.

"Hey, Wanqing, are your feet cold? Want me to warm them up for a bit?"

"They’re not cold."

With that, the other pair of feet also drew back. Su Ran had a flash of insight. The small, delicate feet with the red mole belonged to Xie Yiren.

A moment later, Xie Yiren felt someone playing with her foot. Her face flushed beet red, and she didn’t dare move her foot as she spoke in embarrassment, "Su Ran, why are you touching my foot?"

"It’s nothing. I saw how small your feet are, so I’m just measuring them..." Su Ran used his hand to measure the length of her sole. She was ticklish, so she curled her toes tightly. After measuring, Su Ran said, "I’ve never seen such small feet before. They must be a size 35, right?"

Xie Yiren: "No... they’re exactly a size 35. I can’t wear a lot of shoes, especially high heels. I only have a few pairs because I can never find any that fit. I always see ones I love, but then I can’t wear them."

Su Ran: "Oh... don’t worry. Let me measure them more carefully. I’ll have someone custom-make some for you in the future."

Xie Yiren: "Okay, thank you, Su Ran. Go ahead and measure." Xie Yiren stretched her foot out, letting Su Ran measure it properly and carefully.

Su Ran: "All done measuring."

Xie Yiren: "Okay. Good night, Su Ran." After speaking, she pulled her foot back under the covers.

’Oh, well. Nothing more to see.’

Su Ran then turned over and went to sleep, cuddling the soft Liu Jinyu.

...

In the early morning, the first ray of sunlight shone into the bedroom. The four women were sleeping together, sprawled out every which way. Xiao Wanqing pushed Liu Jinyu’s leg off her stomach and groggily got out of bed. Scratching her back, she staggered to the bathroom to pee.

Meanwhile, Su Ran had been awake for a while. The first thing he did was go to the utility room and flip the main circuit breaker that had tripped. Now, he was on the deck alone, enjoying the sunrise, with two fishing rods set up beside him.

"You’re up so early."

Xiao Wanqing walked over barefoot, sipping a Chunzhen yogurt, and sat down next to Su Ran. They both watched the red sun slowly rise above the horizon.

"Wow, watching the sunrise from the sea is so spectacular." Xiao Wanqing turned her head and gave him a brilliant smile.

Su Ran reached out and wiped the milk from the corner of her mouth. Xiao Wanqing licked her lips in embarrassment. "I accidentally got some on me. This Chunzhen is pretty good, want a sip?"

"Let me try." Su Ran savored the taste for a moment and said, "Cherry flavor?"

"No, it’s original flavor. How could it be cherry... Er... haha... it must be my lipstick on the straw. I’ll go get you a new one."

"Don’t worry about it. You drink it. The sun is about to rise completely. Don’t miss this beautiful moment."

"Okay."

"Su Ran."

"What is it?"

She said with a sad expression, "Su Ran... I had a dream last night. I dreamt that I died, and you were the one who buried me with your own hands."

Su Ran patted her head. "What are you thinking about? Dreams are the opposite of reality. It means you’ll live a long life and be surrounded by children and grandchildren."

"Really?"

"Definitely."

"Haha... Then what would be the surname of those children and grandchildren?"

"What do you want it to be?"

"Su!"

"Alright, whatever you say."

Xiao Wanqing shifted once, then shifted again, snuggling closer to Su Ran. Sipping her Chunzhen, she slowly rested her head on his shoulder, watching the red sun rise steadily over the horizon.

"Su Ran, you’re so good to me."