Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 24

To Wang Shengli, even though Jiang Ning was still young, her capabilities were very real.

There was no way she would lie to him.

So—

He believed in her.

And he believed Jiang Ning would patch up the funding gap within ten days.

Upon hearing that, Xue Kai shook his head, utterly exasperated.

“Old Wang, if you don’t take my advice seriously, you’re going to regret it!”

Choosing to go all in when you still have a way out…

Even a fool could tell that was a mistake.

If this failed, Wang Shengli wouldn’t even have a place to live.

“Relax,” Wang Shengli said with a light chuckle.
“I won’t regret it. And Miss Jiang wouldn’t lie to me. For all we know, she’ll have the funds ready in just a few days.”

Someone like Jiang Ning… she wouldn’t go back on her word.

Xue Kai let out a long sigh. He wanted to say more but didn’t know what else could be said.
He’d already said everything he could.

But Wang Shengli simply wouldn’t listen.

And not only that—he was oversimplifying everything.

With the Cheng Group rising in power, any investor with half a brain wouldn’t put their money into Pulse Games.

Unless that Miss Jiang was completely insane, she’d never invest in Pulse.

Might as well burn the money instead.

So…

To Xue Kai, she was clearly a fraud.

And yet, Wang Shengli trusted her—completely.

…

Meanwhile…

Jiang Ning had recently developed the habit of waking up early to exercise.

When she got home that morning, she was greeted by the sight of her grandfather surrounded by premium health supplements, all stacked neatly on the table—beside a few gift bags.

She raised an eyebrow.

“Grandpa, what’s all this for?”

Old Mr. Jiang chuckled happily.

“First High School is about to begin its latest round of admissions. My supervisor, Manager Zhang, told me that one of his relatives knows a teacher there. With a little ‘token of appreciation,’ they can help get you in.
I plan to visit them after work this afternoon!”

Naturally, visiting someone for a favor meant bringing gifts—and slipping in a red envelope.

That was just how these things worked.

Jiang Ning’s brows furrowed slightly.

“Grandpa, you don’t need to waste money on that. I can get into First High on my own.”

No matter the time or place, Jiang Ning had never considered taking shortcuts.

Old Mr. Jiang waved her off with a smile, assuming she was just worried about the cost.

“It’s fine, Ningning. Money is meant to be spent, and Grandpa can still earn it.”

In his eyes, Jiang Ning was smart, sure—but she’d already been out of school for a year.
And the transfer exam for First High was less than a month away.

Trying to take that exam now? Her performance would probably suffer. It wouldn’t be fair to her.

Besides, if a little money could get his granddaughter into the best high school, where she’d get the best education—then why not?

“Grandpa, trust me. I will get into First High,” Jiang Ning said seriously.
“And if I can’t get in through my own ability—then I’d rather not go at all.”

“Ningning…!”

Jiang Ning met his gaze, calm but firm.

“I’m serious, Grandpa. No backdoor favors. It wouldn’t be fair to the other students either.”

Seeing her so resolute, the old man sighed and reluctantly gave up the idea.

Worst case?

His granddaughter was sharp enough that even if she didn’t get into First High, she’d definitely test into a decent school—and from there, into a good university.

“Alright, Grandpa will listen to you.”

Later that morning, before clocking in at work, Old Mr. Jiang pulled his manager aside to explain.

“Manager Zhang, I’m sorry. My granddaughter’s too stubborn—she absolutely refuses to pull strings to get into First High. So, let’s just forget about it.”

“She refuses to pull strings?” Zhang Tao looked surprised.
“So she wants to test in on her own?”

“That’s right,” Old Mr. Jiang replied, scratching his head with a sheepish smile.
“She actually used to do pretty well in school… it’s just that she’s been delayed for a year now.”

Zhang Tao gave him a complicated look.

“Even with good grades, getting into First High is no small feat.
When my son took the high school entrance exam, he ranked top 15 in his class—and still didn’t make it in. We had to pull some strings ourselves.
If your granddaughter thinks she can get in based on merit alone, I’d say it’s unlikely.”

First High School was the top-ranked high school in A City.

Every year, they only accepted twenty transfer students, but thousands applied.

The competition? Brutal.

Old Mr. Jiang, still optimistic, replied with a chuckle,

“It’s alright. If she can’t get into First High, there are other schools. She’ll still make it to college.”

Zhang Tao glanced at the old man, thinking this country grandpa had oversimplified the whole situation.

He asked casually, “By the way, how old is your granddaughter now?”

“Nineteen,” the old man said proudly.

Zhang Tao’s expression tightened, and he couldn’t help but say,

“Nineteen? And she’s still trying to go back to school?
She’s a girl—she doesn’t need to work on her degree or personal credentials like boys do.
I think it’d be better if she just found a job, helped ease your burden.
Girls are going to get married eventually anyway.
You’re already so old, and you’re still working to pay for her education?”

In the eyes of many people, once a girl got married, she became “someone else’s responsibility.”

So why waste money on her schooling?

Even someone as “well-educated” as Zhang Tao couldn’t escape old-school thinking.

At home, he paid zero attention to his daughter’s studies, but he bent over backwards for his mediocre son—signing him up for every tutoring class imaginable.

“Manager Zhang, that’s not right,” Old Mr. Jiang said seriously.
“These days, men and women are equal. Girls should study too—education is the way to a better life!
And my granddaughter? She’s as filial as they come.
She told me that once she starts making big money, she’s going to buy me a huge villa to live in!”

By the time he finished speaking, pride was practically radiating from his face.

He couldn’t wait to tell the whole world—his granddaughter was the best!

Sure, she hadn’t bought the villa yet…

But it was the thought that counted.

In his eyes, Jiang Ning was the most outstanding granddaughter on earth.

A villa?

Please. Anyone could make promises.

Zhang Tao laughed at that.

“My son said he’d buy me a private estate one day! But girls just don’t make money like boys do.
Even my son might not afford a villa in the future—so your granddaughter? Not a chance.”

What?!
Even your son might not afford it, so don’t even mention my granddaughter?

So, what if she was a girl—why was she automatically worse than his son?

Old Mr. Jiang’s expression darkened at those words. But since Zhang Tao was his boss, he couldn’t say much.

“Manager Zhang, let’s not talk about this. I should get back to work.”

As the old man walked away, Zhang Tao sneered under his breath:

“Tch. That stubborn old guy… So proud, yet still working as a janitor? Please.”

What kind of granddaughter could a backwater old man like him possibly raise?

In Zhang Tao’s opinion, Jiang Ning would never get into First High.

And wouldn’t get into a good university.

…

Time flew, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.

After breakfast, Jiang Ning stayed in to work on some data programming. Once done, she picked up her phone to check her account balance.

Her total had gone from seven digits… to nine.

A number that would seem astronomical to most.

But to Jiang Ning?

Just another small goal.

One that just happened to be enough to fund Pulse Games.

…

Meanwhile…

Xue Kai was having lunch with Wang Shengli.

“Old Wang, I’ve been thinking about what I told you the other day. You really should reconsider.
There are plenty of game companies interested in acquiring Pulse right now.”

Xue Kai still hoped Wang Shengli would let go while the company still had value—so he could stage a comeback based on his past success.

Wang Shengli took a sip of baijiu and said calmly,

“A’Kai, I’ve told you—I trust Miss Jiang.”

“It’s been eight days already,” Xue Kai said, frowning.
“She still hasn’t fixed the funding issue. Maybe it’s time you called and asked what’s going on?”

“Sure,” Wang Shengli nodded, pulling out his phone.
“So you can stop thinking she’s a con artist.”

He dialed Jiang Ning’s number.

Once.

No answer.

Twice.
Three times.
Still nothing.

That… wasn’t normal.

Xue Kai leaned forward, brow furrowed.

“Old Wang, you don’t think this Jiang girl… ran off with the data, do you?”

Pulse Games’ AAA project was already a third complete. Given how rare AAA titles were in the domestic market, even just that portion of data could sell for a very good price.

That’s why so many companies were interested in taking over Pulse.

“She wouldn’t,” Wang Shengli said firmly, showing no panic.
“That’s not who she is. She’s probably just busy. I’ll try one more time.”

Just as he was about to dial again, a new call came in.

It was from accounting.

Wang Shengli sighed. He already knew what it was about.

They were probably chasing unpaid invoices again.

With the funding issue unresolved, most projects were stuck in limbo.

Damn.

He didn’t want to hear it—but he still answered.

“Hello, Linda. I know, I know—the money issue. I’ll sort it out soon. See if you can stall them a bit longer—”

But Linda’s voice on the other end made Wang Shengli jolt upright from his seat.

His emotions instantly surged.

“What? Linda, say that again!”

Once he confirmed he hadn’t misheard, he replied,

“Alright. Got it. Thanks. That’s all for now.”

Hanging up, he still couldn’t believe it.

One hundred million.

Jiang Ning had just wired over one hundred million.

Wang Shengli picked up his glass, downed the rest of the liquor in one gulp, letting the burn explode across his mouth and throat.

Only then did he finally believe—it wasn’t a dream.

He slammed the glass down and burst into a wild, cathartic laugh.

“HAHAHAHAHA!”

Celebrate life while it’s good!

He knew it.

Jiang Ning wasn’t a liar.

She was the real deal.

Watching him suddenly burst into laughter, Xue Kai grew alarmed. He assumed the call had been confirmation that Jiang Ning had indeed run off with the data, and Wang Shengli had mentally snapped from the shock.

Xue Kai immediately put down his chopsticks and said softly,

“Old Wang, don’t take it too hard. Learn from this and move forward. Even if that Jiang girl ran off, you still have me. I won’t let you and your wife end up homeless. Why don’t you two move in with me for a while? I’ve got plenty of space.”