Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 3

The man’s name was Shen Jingnian.

He ranked ninth among the Shen family siblings and was respectfully known as Master Shen Ninth.

He was born when the Shen patriarch and matriarch were already 45—an unexpected child so late in life. Naturally, he grew up receiving every ounce of doting affection the powerful Shen family could give. Coupled with his own ruthless capabilities, Shen Jingnian had already made a name for himself in the business world by the age of eighteen.

Now just thirty, he stood at the very peak of the corporate elite true powerhouse among tycoons.

And if that weren’t enough, he’d once served as a UN peacekeeping officer. The blood of invaders had once stained his hands, leaving behind a natural air of intimidation that clung to him like a shadow. Most people didn’t even dare meet his eyes.

Jiang Ning was the first exception!

“小舅！ (Uncle!)”

From behind, Yun Haotian caught up just in time to hear Jiang Ning’s casual remark about Shen Jingnian.

He was utterly stunned!

Shen Jingnian had always been an untouchable figure—an apex existence in every regard. Over the years, he’d grown used to hearing nothing but flattery and praise.

Even Yun Haotian, who was often by his uncle’s side, had to deal with bootlickers all day long.

And now, someone said Master Shen Ninth was… just “alright”?

Yun Haotian’s curiosity about this mysterious girl peaked, but it was too dark to see her face clearly. Jiang Ning wore a baseball cap pulled low, and her features were mostly obscured.

Wee-oo—wee-oo!

Suddenly, sharp police sirens pierced the night air.

Officers poured out of their cars, hauling off the gang of bruised-up punks into the back of police vans.

As key witnesses, Jiang Ning, Shen Jingnian, and Yun Haotian were naturally required to follow the officers to the station and give their statements.

Jiang Ning accompanied the short-haired girl, the victim—and sat with her in the back of the police vehicle.

The girl had clearly been traumatized. Even inside the safety of the car, she clung tightly to Jiang Ning. Despite the female officer’s attempts to comfort her, she refused to let go—as if Jiang Ning was the only source of safety in her world now.

Ten minutes later, they arrived at the nearest precinct.

It was only there that Jiang Ning learned the girl’s name was Yue Qianlan, just eighteen years old and a senior in high school. That night, she had gone out with her best friend to blow off steam after a fight with her parents. But when danger struck, that so-called “best friend” ran without hesitation—she didn’t even bother to call the police.

Jiang Ning frowned. “Little sister, you call that kind of ghost leech a friend?”

Yue Qianlan croaked out, voice hoarse, “I didn’t know she’d be like that…”

“Let this be a lesson,” Jiang Ning said as she lightly patted her shoulder. “Stay away from that kind of person. If you stick around too long, they’ll start dragging your luck down with them.”

“Okay.” Yue Qianlan nodded hard. “I’ll cut her off the moment I get home! Thank you so much for tonight. If you hadn’t shown up… I…”

Her eyes turned red again as her voice trailed off.

No one could truly understand just how terrified she had been.

It was so close. Just one moment away from disaster.

If Jiang Ning hadn’t arrived when she did, Yue Qianlan might’ve been—

Perhaps it was the lingering fear, but once she finished giving her statement, Yue Qianlan curled up on the desk and fell into a dazed sleep.

Jiang Ning gently pried her fingers off her sleeve, spoke briefly with the officer, and got ready to leave.

It was far too late.

She needed to head home.

But just as she stepped out of the office, a female officer followed her out. “Miss Jiang, the victim’s parents just called—they’re on their way and want to thank you in person. Would you be willing to wait a bit?”

Jiang Ning smiled politely. “That won’t be necessary.”

She hadn’t saved Yue Qianlan for any praise or thanks.

Now that her statement was made, there was no need to stick around for the parents’ gratitude.

The officer watched Jiang Ning’s retreating figure with a complex look in her eyes.

If she hadn’t checked her ID, she never would’ve believed this young woman was only nineteen—just one year older than Yue Qianlan.

She was calm under pressure, clearly skilled in combat, and carried no arrogance or vanity. Even after single-handedly taking down a group of thugs in the dead of night, she didn’t act the least bit smug.

Anyone else might’ve at least looked a little proud of themselves.

But Jiang Ning didn’t.

She remained composed from beginning to end.

In all her years at the station, the officer had never met a girl quite like her.

As Jiang Ning turned a corner, she bumped right into Shen Jingnian and Yun Haotian, who had exited from another hallway.

The three of them came face-to-face.

And finally, Yun Haotian got a clear look at her face—or rather than her heavily made-up face. Shocked, he blurted, “Y-You’re Jiang Ning?!”

Jiang Ning gave a calm, indifferent glance. “That’s me. Any issues?”

Not long ago, the media had secretly snapped photos of Cheng Zijun and Jiang Ning attending the funeral of Elder Cheng together.

And the moment the mysterious Mrs. Cheng’s face was revealed; it instantly became the talk of the town. Curious netizens soon dug into her background overnight. When it was discovered that Jiang Ning was a country girl who hadn’t even finished high school, public opinion exploded in a frenzy of shock and pity.

Someone like Cheng Zijun—rich, powerful, and elite—should have married a wealthy socialite from a prestigious family. How could a humble village girl like Jiang Ning possibly deserve him?

Even Yun Haotian had caught a glimpse of her during Elder Cheng’s funeral.

But back then, Jiang Ning looked entirely different from the woman he just saw. Though she still wore heavy makeup, there was a new aura about her—something had changed.

Yun Haotian gulped. “It’s nothing, I-I’m just a little shocked.”

Jiang Ning didn’t respond. Without saying another word, she turned and walked away.

Yun Haotian got into the car with Shen Jingnian.

Once he slid into the driver’s seat, Yun Haotian finally blurted out, “Holy crap! That really was Jiang Ning just now!”

“You know her?” came Shen Jingnian’s calm voice from the back seat.

Yun Haotian blinked in surprise before nodding quickly. “Of course! That’s Jiang Ning—wife of Cheng Zijun, the new CEO of the Cheng Group.”

He then added, “But… the difference in their statuses is just too great. Cheng Zijun has already officially filed for divorce.”

“Jiang Ning…” Shen Jingnian murmured her name, casually twisting the silver ring on his finger. A faint smirk tugged at his lips. “Interesting.”

Yun Haotian stared blankly, confused beyond measure.

???

Interesting?

What’s interesting?!

Am I hearing things?

His uncle was famously cold and indifferent. Even the top goddess of the entertainment world couldn’t get a second glance from him—so how could he possibly be intrigued by a divorced woman?

No, I must have heard wrong.

I totally heard that wrong!

While Yun Haotian was doubting reality, Shen Jingnian’s voice came again, deep and commanding, “I remember the proposal from Cheng Group this time—it was exceptionally well done.”

Yun Haotian was briefly stunned, then quickly responded, “That’s right! Their proposal really was top tier. You even praised it during the meeting. It wasn’t just creative—it also resonated with the younger generation and cleverly incorporated traditional Huaguo culture. Honestly, Cheng Zijun totally lives up to the phrase ‘young and promising.’ Without him, Cheng Group probably would’ve gone bankrupt by now.”

Everyone had assumed the Cheng Group would crumble after their recent crisis.

No one expected Cheng Zijun to rise like a dark horse.

He didn’t just pull the Cheng Group back from the brink—he elevated it to new heights.

Industry insiders were now betting big on Cheng Group’s future.

Many top investment firms had started backing Cheng Zijun, hoping he’d lead them to the summit.

But Shen Jingnian narrowed his sharp phoenix eyes, hiding the thoughts behind them. His lips parted slightly, “If Cheng Zijun is really that capable, why was he mediocre for all those years at the Cheng Group?”

Yun Haotian’s expression froze. He immediately picked up on the implication in his uncle’s words.

“You’re saying… someone else is behind that proposal?”

Shen Jingnian gave a slight nod. “Exactly.”

If Cheng Zijun truly had that kind of talent, the Cheng Group would’ve gone international long ago.

Yun Haotian narrowed his eyes thoughtfully. “But who would willingly hide behind Cheng Zijun and let him take the credit for everything?”

The latest proposal from Cheng Group received rave reviews and was valued at tens of millions. Who in their right mind would choose to stay anonymous and work behind the scenes?

Besides, Cheng Zijun was born into a powerful, prestigious family. Elder Cheng had been a legendary figure back in the day.

It was only natural for a Cheng heir to surpass expectations.

Yun Haotian hesitated. “Uncle, maybe you’re overthinking this?”

Sure, his uncle was sharp—but could anyone really see through someone’s entire character with just a glance?

Just as he was about to say more, that deep, commanding voice rang out again inside the car.

“Investigate. I want to know exactly who the real mastermind behind Cheng Zijun is.”