Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 30

As soon as her daughter suggested the woman she liked as a daughter-in-law might be a scammer, the Shen matriarch laughed softly.
“Do I look like someone whose eyesight is failing?”

She could spot a gold digger immediately.

Shen Jingshu poured her mother a cup of tea. “It’s good to be cautious. After all, I’ve dealt with Miss Jiang face to face. And she even saved Jingnian’s life. But you only met that young lady once.”

Although her mother’s judgment was usually spot-on, she was getting old.
And society nowadays was complicated; some people wouldn’t hesitate to use any means to get what they want.

Shen Jingshu worried her mother might be taken advantage of.

The old lady took a sip of tea. “Jingshu, I’ll say this now—when you meet that young lady, I’m sure you’ll like her too.”

Shen Jingshu was picky; few people caught her eye immediately.
Except for Jiang Ning.

But how many people like Jiang Ning existed in this world?

“Mom, that’s just your subjective impression.”

The old lady smiled. “Then let’s wait and see. That girl and I are destined to meet again someday.”

Though she didn’t even know the girl’s name, she felt a strong connection.
If it’s fate, waiting isn’t a problem.

After chatting for a while, the Shen matriarch went for her afternoon nap.

Shen Jingshu turned to prepare dinner.

After finalizing the menu, she called over the personal nurse who took care of her mother.
“Aunt Wang, the matriarch is old now. Sometimes she might get confused. Please keep a close eye on her and don’t let any outsiders take advantage of her. If anything, unusual happens, contact me immediately.”

Aunt Wang nodded, “Yes, Miss. I’ll be careful.”

Shen Jingshu was good at winning people’s hearts. After giving her instructions, she handed Aunt Wang a red envelope.
“I heard your son is getting married soon. This is just a little something from me.”

“Thank you, Miss.”

…

On the other side—

The Jiang Family.

Zhou Jinping was discharged from the hospital today.

To celebrate his recovery, Old Master Jiang, glasses perched on his nose, was already planning what to cook for dinner.

“Grandpa.”

Jiang Ning came in from outside.

“Ningning’s home!” Old Master Jiang immediately took off his glasses. “You must be hungry. Grandpa will get dinner ready right away.”

Jiang Ning washed her hands as she walked into the kitchen. “Grandpa, I have something to tell you.”

“What’s that?” the old man asked.

“I rented a new three-bedroom apartment in Building 5 of our community. We can move in anytime.” Worrying Grandpa might object to moving, she quickly added, “I’ve already paid the rent and deposit.”

A three-bedroom was more comfortable, but the rent was over a thousand yuan more per month than their current two-bedroom.

Thinking this over, the old man frowned slightly. “Ningning, the living room is fine for you to stay in. Why waste money? Next year you’ll start college, and there will be plenty of expenses ahead.” He wanted every penny to count.

“The living room isn’t for sleeping.” Jiang Ning replied. “Grandpa, don’t worry about money. Your granddaughter is doing well now—making games, trading stocks, buying funds—I’ve made a good amount recently. Also, here’s your bank card back.”

If Old Master Jiang checked his bank balance now, he’d be shocked to find it had grown from 35,000 yuan to 350,000 yuan.

Tenfold increase.

“The card I gave you is yours!”

Jiang Ning shoved the bank card into his pocket. “Grandpa, I don’t have much money yet, but I do have some. And if I really run out, I’ll come to you.”

Unable to refuse his granddaughter, the old man accepted the card. “If you need money, you must tell me.”

“Okay,” Jiang Ning nodded.

Around 5 PM, Zhou Jinping returned home from the hospital, luggage in hand. After a while in the hospital, he no longer needed a wheelchair.

At dinner, Jiang Ning told Zhou Jinping about the move.

“Grandpa Zhou, our lease here is ending soon. I rented a three-bedroom apartment. Would you like to move in with us?”

Grandpa Zhou smiled warmly, “I’ll move with you then. But I probably won’t stay long—maybe two or three months at most. After that, you might have to find new roommates again.”

“No worries. Moving to Building 5 is just a temporary arrangement. Grandpa and I will move again soon,” Jiang Ning said calmly.

“Where are you planning to move to?” Zhou Jinping asked, surprised.

“Fenghua Villa near No. 1 High School.”

Fenghua Villa.

Zhou Jinping was momentarily stunned, then hesitantly asked, “Isn’t Fenghua Villa a villa community?”

“That’s right,” Jiang Ning nodded slightly.

Zhou Jinping frowned. “The rent for a villa must be really expensive, right?”

Could Old Jiang and Jiang Ning really afford villa rent?

“We’re not renting. I’m buying a villa for Grandpa to retire in,” Jiang Ning said in a matter-of-fact tone.

Buy?
Retire in?

Zhou Jinping’s eyes widened. “Ning girl, do you really have that much money?”

“Not yet, but I will soon,” Jiang Ning answered confidently.

Not yet?
But soon?

Hearing this, Zhou Jinping realized Jiang Ning was just bragging. He raised his glass.
“Well then, Grandpa Zhou wishes you achieve that dream soon and give your grandpa a good life.”

Clearly, Zhou Jinping didn’t take Jiang Ning’s claim seriously.
How could a young girl afford a villa averaging over ten million yuan?
Wasn’t this just daydreaming?

Old Master Jiang didn’t put much stock in it either.
To him, having his granddaughter with such a good intention was already enough. Whether she bought a villa or not was secondary.

He turned to Zhou Jinping and asked, “Old Zhou, you just said you’ll move out in two or three months. Where will you go?”

“Back to my hometown,” Zhou Jinping took a sip of wine. “My nephew called recently. The hometown has developed well these past years. My old house there is being demolished, and I’ll get some compensation. I plan to retire there. When you’re old, you always want to return to your roots.”

At the end, a deep longing shone in Zhou Jinping’s eyes.

The next day happened to be Old Master Jiang’s day off.

He got up early and busied himself with moving.

Luckily, it was all within the same community, and Jiang Ning and the old man didn’t have much furniture—mostly just clothes and kitchenware—so moving was easy. It took only two to three hours to move everything.

…

Meanwhile, in the study room.

After the meeting, Shen Jingnian sent a message to his secretary.
“Replace the iced Americano in my car fridge with Coke and milk tea.”

The secretary rubbed her eyes, thinking she misread it. After confirming the sender was indeed Shen Jingnian, she replied, “Do you want this change for all the cars?”

“Exactly,” Shen Jingnian replied.

The secretary was dumbfounded. What on earth had happened to Master Jiu?
He used to hate milk tea and soda drinks, right?
He always drank two cups of iced Americano a day to stay alert. Now he wanted to replace them with Coke and milk tea?
Unbelievable!

…

Elsewhere—

At Cheng Group.

Cheng Zijun listened to the deputy general manager’s report, tightly furrowing his brow.
“Resolved? The financial crisis at Jidong Games is resolved?”

“Yes. Apparently, it was solved a week ago,” the deputy nodded, equally puzzled.

Given Jidong’s current state, which investment bank would risk covering the one hundred-million-yuan funding gap?

Cheng Zijun rubbed his temples, fatigue showing on his face. He had planned to take advantage of Jidong’s troubles and acquire them cheaply.

But unexpectedly…
The financial crisis was gone.

Who was behind this?
Who was helping Jidong?

Lin Yuze smiled and said, “Zijun, don’t worry. Jidong Games is already on its last legs. Even with a benefactor’s help, it’s unlikely to survive this crisis. Why stress over it?”

He paused, then added, “Besides, there’s Jiang Ning, right? Zijun, she even went undercover at Jidong to impress you. She must know the inside story. Why not ask her on WeChat what’s really going on with Jidong now?”