Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 4

Moonlight poured in from the window, casting a pale silver sheen across the side of Shen Jingnian’s face.

His lips were tightly pressed together, exuding a commanding and oppressive aura that made it hard for anyone nearby to breathe. The entire space felt suffocating beneath his unseen pressure.

Even Yun Haotian, his own nephew, dared not say another word. He instinctively bowed his head in submission, his voice respectful and cautious, “Understood, Uncle. I’ll arrange for someone to investigate immediately.”

Yun Haotian had always admired talented people.

Especially young up-and-comers like Cheng Zijun, who showed great promise.

But if his uncle wanted the truth…

Then the truth he’d get.

Real gold fears no fire.

He firmly believed Cheng Zijun wouldn’t disappoint him. Sooner or later, his uncle would realize he was overthinking it.

And when that moment came—when his uncle realized the mistake, Yun Haotian couldn’t help but feel a little excited.

After all, no one had ever managed to slap Shen Jingnian in the face.

Not even once.

But soon… he would be the first.

Oh yeah.

…

Meanwhile—

Jiang Ning returned to the home sealed deep in her memory.

It was in one of the most ordinary residential communities in A City.

After being adopted by Grandpa Jiang, she’d lived here ever since.

She took the elevator to the 8th floor and knocked gently on the door.

Knock knock knock—

About a minute later, the door creaked open.

A man in his sixties stood on the other side. His face was kind, eyes full of warmth. When he saw Jiang Ning standing outside, he froze in disbelief before stammering, “N-Ning Ning? Why are you here so late?”

It was already past midnight.

Grandpa Jiang was 63 this year. Though his hair had turned mostly gray, he was still in good health.

A year ago—

The original Jiang Ning had insisted on marrying Cheng Zijun. Grandpa Jiang strongly opposed it. He believed she was too young to throw away her education for the sake of a man. But no matter how much he tried to talk her out of it, she wouldn’t listen. The two had a huge argument, and their once-close relationship became strained.

In the end, she had even gone on a hunger strike to force Grandpa Jiang’s approval. Only then did he reluctantly agree to the marriage.

“Grandpa.”

Only when Jiang Ning finally spoke did Grandpa Jiang believe he wasn’t dreaming. Overwhelmed, he reached out and pulled her into the house—but as soon as he touched her hand, he seemed to realize something.

He let go immediately, like a child caught doing something wrong, looking panicked and flustered. “Ning Ning, I… I’m sorry…”

His granddaughter wasn’t the same anymore.

She was now the young madam of a wealthy family.

While he was nothing but a lowly cleaner in a run-down residential complex.

He thought she would be angry with him—might even scold him. He had braced himself for it.

But instead, Jiang Ning smiled gently and grabbed his hand back. “Grandpa, I want your handmade noodles.”

Grandpa Jiang was stunned.

Ever since she married into the Cheng family, his granddaughter had changed. She’d started looking down on him for being a janitor. She didn’t even want to acknowledge him in public.

But now, looking at the warm hand holding him, Grandpa Jiang felt a sting in his nose.

“Alright, alright,” he said quickly, he choked with emotion. “Come in. Grandpa will make your favorite noodles right now.”

In the entire time Jiang Ning had been married to Cheng Zijun, she had only returned home to visit Grandpa Jiang three times.

His co-workers at the cleaning crew always mock him behind his back, saying he’d raised a white-eyed wolf.

But at this moment, Grandpa Jiang wanted nothing more than to grab a megaphone and shout at the whole neighborhood—

His granddaughter came home to see him again!

Before going into the kitchen, Grandpa Jiang even took a second to turn on the air conditioner in the living room.

It seemed like a small gesture, but Jiang Ning was deeply moved.

The older generation had always lived frugally. Even on a blazing summer night at 38°C, they would rather suffer than turn on the AC.

But they would still give the best they had to their children and grandchildren.

Jiang Ning sat on the old couch quietly taking in the familiar layout of the living room…

The small two-bedroom apartment was sparsely furnished, but it was impeccably clean. Hanging on the coat rack by the door was a bright orange vest, Grandpa Jiang’s work uniform.

Though already 63, Grandpa Jiang was the type who couldn’t sit still. He had taken up a job as a cleaner in the neighborhood.

He worked from 7:30 a.m. to 4:30 p.m., had only one day off a week, and earned a monthly wage of just 4,000 yuan.

After Jiang Ning got married, Grandpa Jiang began renting out his own bedroom to save on expenses. But fearing his granddaughter might come back to visit, he set up a small cot for himself in the living room.

Lately, the coworker he rented to got injured and was recuperating at the hospital. For now, Grandpa Jiang was the only one living there.

Roughly twenty minutes later, the old man came out of the kitchen, carrying a steaming hot bowl of hand-pulled noodles. “Ning Ning, your noodles are ready.”

“Thank you, Grandpa.” Jiang Ning took the bowl and started eating.

Grandpa Jiang watched her eagerly. “Is it good, Ning Ning?”

“It’s delicious!” Jiang Ning swallowed a mouthful quickly and gave him a big thumbs-up. “My grandpa’s hand-pulled noodles are the best in the world!”

The old man beamed with pride, his eyes crinkling as he laughed. “Then eat more, there’s still plenty in the pot.”

“Mhm.” Jiang Ning nodded and continued to eat.

Grandpa Jiang sat nearby, watching his granddaughter eat, eyes full of both love and heartbreak. She must’ve gone through a lot of hardship in that upper-class Cheng family over the past year.

He could tell—his granddaughter used to be so unrestrained when eating. Now, even the way she ate was graceful and refined.

Thinking about her sudden return in the middle of the night, Grandpa Jiang’s heart filled with worry. He hesitated for a moment, carefully choosing his words, then gently asked, “Ning Ning… did something happen at the Cheng family? Did they wrong you?”

Jiang Ning put down her bowl and looked at him calmly. “Grandpa, I divorced Cheng Zijun.”

Her voice was calm, but the words dropped like a boulder into a still lake—shocking, shaking Grandpa Jiang to his core.

Divorced?

Jiang Ning divorced him?

Impossible!

The old man could hardly believe his ears.

It took him a while to find his voice again, his tone tense. “Ning Ning, did they bully you? Don’t be afraid, Grandpa’s here! If they dared hurt you, I’ll stake this old life of mine to fight them!”

A year ago, he had opposed Jiang Ning’s marriage to Cheng Zijun.

And now, a year later, when she came home divorced, his first reaction wasn’t to blame her.

It was to stand by her side.

Jiang Ning looked at him and said softly, “Grandpa, don’t worry. No one can bully your granddaughter. It was the old me who was foolish mistaking that scumbag Cheng Zijun for something precious. Now that I’ve come to my senses, I’m cutting him off completely. I’ll live a better life.”

Hearing that she wasn’t bullied, Grandpa Jiang finally let out a sigh of relief. “Then… it’s really over between you two?”

He still found it hard to believe.

In his eyes, Jiang Ning had loved Cheng Zijun deeply. She’d gone on a hunger strike, not even drinking water for two full days. How could she let go so easily now?

Jiang Ning didn’t offer much explanation. She simply took out the divorce papers from her bag and handed them over. “Take a look. You were right. At my age, I should focus on school, studying hard for university. I want to chase my dreams and live up to my youth—and to myself.”

Nineteen years old.

The most beautiful age in life.

It should be spent chasing dreams, not marrying too young.

When Grandpa Jiang saw the divorce certificate, he finally realized she wasn’t lying. His hands trembled slightly as he held the paper.

Jiang Ning looked at him seriously and said, word by word, “Grandpa, I was immature and reckless before. I hurt you with my stubbornness. I’ve let down all the love and care you’ve given me over the years. But from now on—I’ll work hard in school, and I’ll take care of you and give you a good life.”