Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 11

Jiang Ning glanced back slightly, locking eyes with Cheng Zijun, then said with a hint of disbelief,
“Cheng Zijun, are you crazy? What else do you think I’m doing at the civil affairs bureau besides getting a divorce certificate?”

Hearing the word divorce from Jiang Ning’s mouth again, Cheng Zijun’s face was full of disbelief.

Divorce certificate?
Impossible!

Because Jiang Ning loved him to pieces—she cared for him deeply.
Not only did she help him review plans, she even cooked for him, knitted scarves, wore makeup, dressed in his favorite gray, and acted like a clingy puppy—just one glance from him made her ecstatic.

After learning about Zhang Shuyi, he was insanely jealous—so much that he even confronted Zhang Shuyi and scared her badly.

Now, to keep him, Jiang Ning even removed her heavy makeup.

Why did Jiang Ning remove her makeup?
Because she wanted to seduce him.

She absolutely wanted to seduce him!

Otherwise, who dresses so nicely when coming to get a divorce?

Cheng Zijun couldn’t think of any other reason.

Thinking of this, disgust filled his expression as he said, “Jiang Ning, let me tell you—no matter what you do, you’re just a clown in my eyes.
The position of Mrs. Cheng is forever not something someone like you can even dream of!”

That title belonged only to Zhang Shuyi.

Zhang Shuyi was gentle, beautiful, and a proper heiress from a prestigious family.

How could a country bumpkin like Jiang Ning compare?

Thinking of Zhang Shuyi, Cheng Zijun’s expression softened a bit.

Hearing this, Jiang Ning felt like throwing up.

Wasn’t Cheng Zijun disgusting?
So full of himself!

She really didn’t know how the original Jiang Ning ever liked him.

What terrible taste!

Time to back away, fast!

“Cheng Zijun, wipe the sleep out of your eyes and think before you speak, okay? I’m here today to divorce you, not to pick up trash.” Jiang Ning’s voice was calm.

“From now on, even if you kneel and beg me, I won’t glance at that so-called Mrs. Cheng position again!
I wish you and Zhang Shuyi a locked-in, forever-lasting marriage—never separate!”

Cheng Zijun stared at Jiang Ning, eyes half-lidded.

He could see clearly in Jiang Ning’s gaze that she still loved him—deeply, helplessly.

Because she still loved him, she was deliberately provoking him with reverse words.

A smirk tugged at Cheng Zijun’s lips.

“Jiang Ning, don’t think I don’t know what you’re really thinking.
The only one worthy of me kneeling down to propose to is Shuyi. Who do you think you are? Stop dreaming!”

Looking at the greasy, self-obsessed Cheng Zijun, Jiang Ning almost threw up her last meal.

She was about to say something when her phone suddenly rang.

“Hello?” Jiang Ning answered.

Cheng Zijun stepped up to the divorce counter, pulling out the household register and marriage certificate he had prepared long ago.

“We’re here for the divorce.”

The staff glanced at Jiang Ning on the side, still on the phone.

“Where is the wife’s ID?”

Cheng Zijun looked at Jiang Ning with a trace of anger.

What was she doing?
Pretending to be on the phone to avoid getting the divorce certificate?

Typical country girl—not fit for this world!

Hearing the question, Jiang Ning immediately hung up.

“Here.”

“What documents do you need?”

“Household register and marriage certificate.”

This was Jiang Ning’s first divorce; she wasn’t sure what to bring, but luckily, she had everything.

She immediately looked into her bag.

Cheng Zijun nearly predicted her next move.

She would definitely claim she forgot the household register.

Only by doing that could she reasonably escape the divorce.

How shameless.

At this moment, disgust almost spilled from Cheng Zijun’s eyes.

But to his surprise, instead of dodging, Jiang Ning took out all her documents and handed them to the staff.

Cheng Zijun was stunned.

Almost couldn’t react.

What was Jiang Ning doing?
Why wasn’t she playing by the usual script?

Could she actually want a divorce???

She loved him so much—how could she really want to divorce?

Plus, today Jiang Ning didn’t cry, cause a scene, or threaten suicide.

This left Cheng Zijun feeling complicated.

The staff followed procedure and asked,

“Why are you two divorcing?”

“She cheated.” Jiang Ning answered.

Cheated?

Hearing this, the staff looked at Cheng Zijun with some contempt.

No way this seemingly decent guy was actually a scumbag with a mistress.

Veins bulged on Cheng Zijun’s face.

He loved Zhang Shuyi truly!
How could that be called cheating?

In a relationship, the one unloved is the mistress.

If anyone was a mistress—

Jiang Ning was the real mistress.
He always knew Jiang Ning still loved him.
Otherwise, how could she be so unwilling and accuse him of cheating?
The only reason Jiang Ning said he cheated was because she was jealous of Zhang Shuyi!

“Do you have children?” the staff asked again.

“No,” Jiang Ning replied smoothly.
“I’ve already signed the divorce agreement, and we have no property disputes. Please process the certificate quickly.”

Hearing this, the staff didn’t ask any more questions and stamped the divorce certificates with a click-click before handing them over to the couple.

Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief. No cooling-off period for divorce—how nice!

Watching Jiang Ning’s back, Cheng Zijun narrowed his eyes and warned, “Jiang Ning, we’re officially divorced now. From this moment on, you have nothing to do with the Cheng family.
I hope you stop bothering Shuyi and never step foot in the Cheng household again!
If you do, don’t blame me for forgetting past favors!”

He had a strong feeling that once they left the civil affairs bureau, Jiang Ning would immediately cause trouble for Zhang Shuyi.

Zhang Shuyi was a pure and kind girl—no matter how Jiang Ning bullied her, she’d just pretend nothing happened.

So, he absolutely could not let Jiang Ning go near Zhang Shuyi.

Jiang Ning stopped walking, her brows knitting beautifully.
“Cheng Zijun, don’t prescribe medicine for others when you yourself are sick!
Go lick a toilet with that dirty mouth and stop disgusting people here!”

Cheng Zijun frowned deeply.
What was wrong with Jiang Ning today?
She wouldn’t have dared talk to him like that before!

But soon he understood—love runs deep, hatred cuts deeper.

Jiang Ning must love him desperately, which was why she acted this way.

Otherwise, why not curse someone else?

At the end of the day, Jiang Ning was still unwilling.

But even if she was, what could she do?

He would never love her!

Beep beep beep—

At that moment, a phone rang in the air.

Seeing the caller ID, Cheng Zijun’s expression softened a little.
“Hello, Shuyi.”

Zhang Shuyi’s gentle voice came through the line, “Brother Zijun, did Sister Jiang try to kill herself again? She loves you so much, maybe just don’t divorce her… I’m willing to give you up to her…”

By the end, her voice was filled with a touch of grievance.

Cheng Zijun felt a pang of pain hearing her so upset.

Zhang Shuyi was perfect—except she was too kind.

In this world, how many women would give up the man they loved for another woman like her?

Compared to Jiang Ning, the petty country bumpkin, Zhang Shuyi was in a different league.

Thankfully!

Thankfully, he had nothing to do with Jiang Ning anymore.

“Don’t worry, Shuyi. Jiang Ning and I have successfully gotten the divorce certificate. I will definitely give you a proper status.”

Divorced?

On the other end, Zhang Shuyi was clearly stunned.

This didn’t quite fit Jiang Ning’s personality.

Cheng Zijun continued,
“Although we got the certificate, Jiang Ning doesn’t seem to be resigned. You have to be careful these days.
If you find her stalking you, call me immediately.”

“Okay, Brother Zijun, I will be careful.” After a pause, she added,
“But I don’t think Jiang Ning is the kind to stalk others. Don’t overthink it.”

Cheng Zijun snorted coldly,
“Jiang Ning wouldn’t do anything she’s unwilling to for me. Don’t think she’s that innocent.”

…

After leaving the civil affairs bureau, Jiang Ning felt refreshed.

Back at home, Grandpa Jiang had already returned from work and was cooking in the kitchen.

A tempting aroma filled the air.

Seeing Jiang Ning come in, Grandpa Jiang shouted cheerfully while stirring the wok, “Ningning, you’ve got some packages this afternoon—several of them! I put them on the coffee table.”

“Okay, Grandpa.”

After changing her shoes, Jiang Ning went to the living room and started unpacking.

There were three boxes—all computer parts she had ordered. Once opened, the small pieces were scattered in a pile.

Jiang Ning dumped all the parts on the floor and began sorting them.

When Grandpa Jiang came out of the kitchen, he was shocked to see parts scattered everywhere.
“Ningning, what did you dismantle at home?”

The scene brought back distant memories.

He remembered how his granddaughter loved taking apart all kinds of appliances when she was little. In that instant, Grandpa Jiang seemed to travel back many years.

“It’s nothing like that,” Jiang Ning smiled,
“Grandpa, these are parts I bought online to build a computer.”

Though Grandpa Jiang doubted her hands-on skills, he didn’t crush her enthusiasm.
Since she just got divorced, it was good to keep busy and distracted.
He smiled and said, “The food’s ready. Go wash up and eat. You can work on these later.
Tomorrow morning, we’ll find time to visit your eldest uncle.”