Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 16

Given how things stood now—

Since Grandpa Jiang had already decided to cut ties with Jiang Dongsheng, it had to be done cleanly.
No loose ends.
No room for regrets in the future.

And as soon as Jiang Dongsheng and He Sufang heard Ning Ning mention a severance agreement, their eyes lit up with glee.

A severance agreement?

Of course!
Why hadn’t they thought of that earlier?

Their lives were smooth sailing now—what if that old geezer brought Jiang Ning back to pester them someday?

A verbal agreement meant nothing.

But with a signed document in hand, they’d never have to worry again!

“Sign? Of course, we’ll sign!” He Sufang grinned and turned to her daughter. “Suosuo, go print us a severance agreement.”

He Suosuo was in her final year of high school, and the family had a printer at home.

Finding a template online was effortless—just a few clicks.

And to be honest, Suosuo didn’t want anything to do with Jiang Ning or that old man.
In less than ten minutes, she came back with two freshly printed severance agreements.

When Grandpa Jiang received them, his hands trembled.

He looked at Jiang Dongsheng with reddened eyes.

In that moment, countless memories flashed through his mind.

Jiang Dongsheng frowned.
“You’re the one who said you wanted to sever ties. Now that it’s time to sign, what? You’re backing out? I’m warning you—a spilled word is like spilled water. This ends today, whether you like it or not!”

He wanted the old man cut off—permanently.

A burden like him had no place in his life anymore.

Grandpa Jiang didn’t say another word.
Without hesitation, he signed both copies and stamped them in red ink. His voice was choked, but firm.

“Jiang Dongsheng, from today onward, I no longer have a son like you.”

He turned to Jiang Ning.
“Ning Ning, let’s go.”

She gave a small nod and followed him out.

Bang!

The door slammed shut behind them—He Sufang made sure of that, like she was sealing off some kind of curse.

It was as if Jiang Ning and Grandpa Jiang were plague spirits that had to be exorcised.

Staring at the heavy door and the cold-blooded son on the other side, Grandpa Jiang’s heart ached so badly, he could barely breathe.

No one knew…
Just how much pain he was holding back.

…

By the time He Yinyue came back, Jiang Ning and the old man were already gone.

She looked around. “Where’s Ning Ning?”

He Sufang gave her a smug recap of everything that had just happened.

Upon hearing it, He Yinyue was furious.
“Jiang Ning is so ungrateful! She finally married into a rich family and divorced? What is she thinking?!”

“Now she’s gone and ruined everything for my precious granddaughter!”

She scoffed coldly.
“A hen is still a hen. Even if it flies to the top of a tree, it can’t become a phoenix! I knew it—Jiang Ning was never going to stay a ‘Madam Cheng’ for long!”

Then, when she heard they had severed ties with Grandpa Jiang, He Yinyue finally relaxed.

“You did the right thing, Sufang! You too, Dongsheng! We’re proper city folk—we shouldn’t be associating with backwater bumpkins!”

“What a waste of those high-end groceries…”

She had gone all-out trying to impress Jiang Ning—buying everything from imported supermarkets, sparing no expense.

She’d spent nearly five or six thousand yuan.

And because He Sufang said Jiang Ning liked seafood, she even bought a king crab!

“It’s not a waste, Mom,” He Sufang said smugly. “Cutting ties with those people—we should celebrate!”

“Exactly,” Jiang Dongsheng nodded. “Dad just got back from his trip out of town, I’ll go buy him his favorite huadiao wine. Let’s have a nice family dinner.”

Jiang Dongsheng might not be a good son.

But he was absolutely a model son-in-law.

After speaking, he headed out to buy the wine.

He Suosuo turned to her mom. “Mom, do you think Jiang Ning could really get into First High on her own?”

For some reason, Jiang Ning’s words kept echoing in her mind:

“I’ll get into First High myself. I’ll buy my own school district home.”

That sentence haunted her.

She was scared.

Scared Jiang Ning would rise above her again.

He Sufang rolled her eyes.
“First High? With her brain? Maybe in her next life! Without our help, she can dream on.”

Hearing that, He Suosuo finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mom was right.

With Jiang Ning’s intelligence, how could she possibly pass the First High entrance exam?

If she had a shred of sense, she wouldn’t have divorced Cheng Zijun!

…

Meanwhile—

Jiang Ning followed Grandpa Jiang out of the apartment complex.

She looked at his back and asked softly, “Grandpa, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Grandpa Jiang shook his head. “Really, I’m not sad at all.”

But of course, that wasn’t true.

Because—

Jiang Dongsheng was his son.
His own flesh and blood.

He never imagined a day like this would come, not even in his worst dreams.

“Grandpa… this is my fault,” Jiang Ning murmured. “If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t have had to—”

Before she could finish, Grandpa Jiang cut her off firmly.

“Ning Ning, this has nothing to do with you. I raised a heartless wolf—that’s on me.”

“But honestly, this might be a good thing. At least now I see him for who he really is.”

“I can still move. I can still work. I can still earn my own living. If I had waited until I was helpless and then had to go begging him… now that would’ve been true despair.”

At that, Grandpa Jiang looked over at Jiang Ning with deep guilt in his eyes.

“If anyone should be saying sorry, it’s me. I just wanted to get you into a good school, give you a better learning environment… I didn’t think it would turn out like this…”

He sighed heavily, his face lined with regret.

“If the child turns out wrong, the fault lies with the parent.”

And in this case, all the fault lay squarely on his shoulders.

But Jiang Ning just smiled, placing her hand lightly on Grandpa’s shoulder with a protective air.

“Grandpa, you don’t need to say sorry. Your granddaughter’s got skills, okay? Even without their help, I’ll get into First High on my own!”

“And it’s not just about studying anymore. I learned a lot this past year living in the Cheng family—not just how to study, but how to make money too.”

“From now on, you just focus on one thing: enjoying life. I’ll take care of the rest.”

Grandpa Jiang smiled through the ache in his heart, nodding.
“Alright, I believe in you, Ning Ning.”

At this point, he just thought she was saying it to comfort him.

He never expected… that she would actually make it happen.

They exited the residential complex—and across the river, a cluster of luxury villas came into view.

Jiang Ning looked toward them and grinned.
“Grandpa, what do you think of those villas over there?”

“They look nice!” Grandpa nodded. “My boss said they even have a manmade lake with swans and mandarin ducks.”

Jiang Ning pointed.
“Then we’ll buy a villa there one day. I’ll even hire two full-time maids to look after you, round the clock.”

Grandpa chuckled.
“Ning Ning, as long as you have that heart, it’s enough. I can live anywhere.”

Jiang Ning didn’t explain further.
He’d see her capability soon enough.

…

Around 4 p.m., Jiang Ning received a message from Wang Shengli asking to meet at a nearby café—he said he had something important to discuss.

Jiang Ning showed up on time.

But just as she was about to enter, a man in a tailored suit came storming out—
—and ran right into her.

He pointed at her furiously.
“You! You still dare show your face in public, you fraud!”

Jiang Ning had once stood at the pinnacle of her field. People called her Miss Jiang, Doctor Jiang, even Academician Jiang.

But this was the first time someone had ever called her… a fraud.

She blinked, puzzled, and stared at the man.
“Fraud? What exactly did I scam you out of?”

And then it clicked.

The man was none other than Yun Haotian, heir of the Yun family.

Yun Haotian scowled.
“That day in the elevator, my uncle saved you out of kindness. And how did you repay him? You misdiagnosed him—said it was Qi-Yin deficiency instead of internal heat overload!”

“He nearly died because of you!”

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.
If he weren’t the type who refused to hit women, he’d have tackled her to the ground and beaten her by now.

Jiang Ning furrowed her brows, her memory kicking in.
“So… he didn’t take the medicine I prescribed?”

Yun Haotian snorted.
“Of course not! You said if he didn’t take it, he’d fall into a coma within three days, right? Well, guess what—today is day three, and he’s just fine! In fact, under Doctor Lin Fuhua’s care, he’s perfectly healthy now.”

“You still wanna claim you’re not a scam artist?”

Jiang Ning’s expression remained calm.
“The symptoms of Qi-Yin depletion and internal heat do look nearly identical in late stages. In fact, they can even seem to improve before the crash.”

“But it’s a false improvement. The illness doesn’t go away—it gets worse. And if he doesn’t take my medicine before 9 p.m. tonight, he will collapse.”

Her tone was steady, unshaken.

She wasn’t bluffing.

She was a doctor, after all. She’d dealt with more than her fair share of stubborn patients.

But Yun Haotian just laughed in her face.

“Before 9 p.m.? Really?”

He looked at her like she was delusional.
Still lying, still spinning nonsense even after being exposed.

“You must really think I’m stupid. Trying to scare me now? Do you even know who Doctor Lin Fuhua is? He’s a direct descendant of Hua Tuo! If he diagnosed my uncle, how could he be wrong?”

“He also said your prescription was filled with toxic herbs! Extremely dangerous—one wrong step and it could’ve had fatal consequences!”

“You’re just a teenage girl. You think you can compare to someone like Doctor Lin?”

Jiang Ning calmly checked her phone.
“Every poison has its antidote. When used correctly, even the most toxic medicine can heal.”

“My prescription is hard to understand—I don’t blame you. But let me make one thing clear: I didn’t lie to you.”

“Traditional medicine is vast and profound. No two doctors treat the same illness in the same way. Lin Fuhua may be a descendant of Hua Tuo, but that doesn’t mean his medical skills are above mine.”

That last sentence should’ve sounded arrogant.

But somehow, when Jiang Ning said it, it felt… undeniable.
Like she was simply speaking a fact.

She reached into her bag and pulled out a pen and a piece of paper, scribbled down her phone number, and handed it to Yun Haotian.

“This is my contact info. If your uncle passes out later tonight, call me immediately.”

She only gave it because Shen Jingnian had once helped her.

Otherwise, she wouldn’t have wasted another second on someone like Yun Haotian.

Yun Haotian looked at the paper as if she’d handed him a joke.

He laughed mockingly, ripped it in half, and let it flutter to the ground.

“The world’s full of weirdos these days. When Doctor Lin was making a name for himself in City A, you were still in diapers!”

“You think I’m scared by your little drama show? My uncle’s already cured—why the hell would he pass out by 9 p.m.?!”

Jiang Ning didn’t argue.

Her face remained calm and cool.

She merely gave him one last glance.
“Then I wish you both good luck.”