Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 50

After hearing Shen Jingnian’s explanation, Yun Haotian was completely overwhelmed, like he’d been hit by a wave of happiness. He even wanted to scream out loud in celebration.

He never imagined that his little uncle got into Peking Opera because of him.

After all, his little uncle was notoriously stubborn—never one to accept other people’s suggestions easily.

And yet now—

For his sake, Little Uncle started liking Peking Opera.

That could only mean one thing: in his little uncle’s heart, he held a very, very special place.

The more Yun Haotian thought about it, the more moved he became. His eyes grew misty as he turned to gaze at Shen Jingnian with deep affection.

“Little Uncle, I never knew I was this important to you. You even changed your preferences for me. Wuwuwu… you really are the best little uncle in the whole wide world! Y-y-yingyingying…”

Shen Jingnian: “…”

…

The car sped along quickly, and within half an hour, they reached the Yun family estate.

Yun Zhengyi wasn’t one for extravagance, so his birthday celebration was simple, just a few decorations at home.

Shen Jingnian handed over his gift, his tone low and steady.
“Brother-in-law, happy birthday.”

Yun Zhengyi accepted the box with a smile.
“Jingnian, honestly, the best gift you could have given me today would be showing up with a girlfriend.”

High places are always cold.

Shen Jingnian always kept his distance from others, and Yun Zhengyi—like his wife—hoped his brother-in-law would find someone who could stand at his side, shoulder to shoulder, and share the vast world with him. A man couldn’t walk alone forever.

“You’re putting me in a difficult spot, brother-in-law,” Shen Jingnian’s thin lips curved faintly.

“You still haven’t changed your mind about not marrying?” Yun Zhengyi probed with a smile.

Shen Jingnian shook his head lightly.
“No.”

Yun Zhengyi sighed, speaking earnestly, “Jingnian, I’m not saying marriage is the only path, but it’s not as terrible as you imagine either. If you ever meet a girl who makes your heart race at first sight, don’t let her slip away. Some things, once missed, are gone forever. Treasure the person in front of you.”

At that, his gaze flicked to his wife at his side.
“For example, Miss Jiang isn’t bad at all. Your sister said she’ll be coming to the house soon for your check-up. Don’t waste the chance.”

Jiang Ning might be young, but her miraculous medical skills were beyond ordinary.

Both Yun Zhengyi and Shen Jingshu favored her greatly.

In Yun Zhengyi’s eyes, she was the one who matched Shen Jingnian best—someone equally strong, equally bright. Only such a partner could truly walk by his side.

But Shen Jingnian’s voice was calm and distant:
“Miss Jiang saved my life. I’m very grateful to her. Beyond that, I have no other thoughts.”

At that answer, Yun Zhengyi could only sigh softly.
“Alright then… after all, a melon forced off the vine won’t taste sweet.”

“What do you mean, ‘forced off the vine’?” Shen Jingshu scoffed, shooting her husband a look. “You want to pair him with Miss Jiang—doesn’t mean she’d even look at him! Don’t be so full of yourself. A girl as amazing as Miss Jiang must have suitors lining up around the block!”

And she wasn’t exaggerating.

Girls like Jiang Ning, radiant and talented, naturally attracted admirers everywhere they went.

Shen Jingnian’s lips pressed into a fine line. He said nothing, his deep eyes dark as ink, unreadable.

“Don’t worry, Jingnian,” Old Madam Shen came over, taking her son’s hand warmly. “If Miss Jiang isn’t interested, it’s not the end of the world. Mom still has a wonderful candidate in mind! Beautiful, upright, and I adore her! Once I’ve taken care of your matters, I’ll bring her home for you!”

Heaven only knew how much Old Madam Shen liked Jiang Ning. She wished she could just tie herself up and drag her back as a daughter-in-law.

But strangely enough, no matter how hard she investigated, she could never dig up Jiang Ning’s background. It was as if some invisible force was deliberately shielding the girl.

…

The next day arrived in a blink.

Jiang Ning and Wang Shengli went together to Professor Chen’s research institute.

It was located in the busiest district of the city, guarded with strict security. As before, the moment they reached the gate, they were stopped by security.

“Who are you here to see?” the guard asked.

Wang Shengli smiled politely.
“Hello, we’re here to see Professor Chen.”

“Do you have an appointment?”

“Not yet.” Wang Shengli shook his head.

The guard’s face sore instantly.
“No appointment, no entry. You can line up over there. But don’t get your hopes up—Professor Chen may not see you.”

Wang Shengli froze.

Last time, thanks to Zhao Xinyue, they had at least been allowed to wait in the reception room.

But today?

With Zhao Xinyue gone, they weren’t even allowed past the gate.

Still, Jiang Ning didn’t seem bothered at all. Her voice was calm as she turned to Wang Shengli.
“Then let’s queue.”

“Alright.” He nodded.

They walked around to the queue—and were stunned.

The line stretched like a dragon.

They joined the very end.

Someone ahead struck up conversation.
“You two also here for Professor Chen?”

“Yes,” Wang Shengli answered with a nod.

“And which company are you from?”

“Jidong Games.”

At that, the stranger’s eyes lit up.
“Jidong Games? That’s the one blowing up on Weibo lately, right?”

“Yes,” Wang Shengli said again.

“Well, sorry to break it to you, but I heard Professor Chen’s already been secured by the Cheng Group. You might as well head home, save yourselves from roasting in the sun.”

True, Jidong was popular, but compared to the Chengs? They couldn’t compete. And the Cheng matriarch happened to be an old classmate of Professor Chen—connections like that made Jidong’s odds close to zero.

Wang Shengli only smiled politely.
“Well, nothing ventured, nothing gained.”

…

At the same time, elsewhere.

Zhao Xinyue texted Professor Chen’s assistant.

[Xiaowen-jie, have Wang Shengli and that little brat arrived yet?]

The assistant, Yu Xiaowen, who had a decent relationship with Zhao, quickly replied with a screenshot from the surveillance feed.

[They’re here last in line.]

[Then drive them out!] Zhao snapped back.

She wanted Wang Shengli to see clearly: without her, he couldn’t even step foot into the institute.

He’d have to come crawling back to apologize.

[No problem. Leave it to me.]

To Yu Xiaowen, booting some nobody from the line was child’s play.

Seeing the reply, Zhao Xinyue smirked triumphantly.

It wouldn’t be long before Wang Shengli and that country bumpkin Jiang Ning were tossed out on their ears.

Then he’d come begging.

Yu Xiaowen wasted no time. After texting Zhao, she strode straight into the waiting area.

Wang Shengli’s eyes lit up when he spotted her. Could it be that Professor Chen had been moved by their persistence? That he had sent Yu Xiaowen to bring them in?

“Miss Yu!” he greeted eagerly.

But Yu Xiaowen only snorted coldly, ignoring him, her gaze sharp on Jiang Ning.

“Chairman Wang,” she said with disdain, “Professor Chen has made it clear—our institute does not welcome people like you. Please leave immediately. Don’t dirty the place.”

Wang Shengli froze. Just yesterday she had been so courteous—and today she treated them like trash?

Jiang Ning saw through it briefly. Yu Xiaowen had obviously been sent to target them. Yet her expression remained calm.
“Is this your idea, Miss Yu? Or Professor Chen’s?”

“Of course it’s Professor Chen’s! If you don’t believe me, ask him yourself—if you even have the ability!” Yu Xiaowen sneered.

“If you were really capable, you wouldn’t be stuck queuing out here.”

Her arrogance was palpable.

She waved, signaling the guards.
“If you don’t leave now, I’ll call security. Don’t make this ugly for yourselves.”

Even Wang Shengli realized the scheme.
“You’re doing this on purpose, Yu Xiaowen. You know we can’t reach Professor Chen, so you’re deliberately making things hard!”

Yu Xiaowen rolled her eyes.
“So what if I am? Go cry to Professor Chen about it. People like you? I deal with hundreds a day. Don’t overestimate yourselves. Now scram!”

The security team moved forward at her command, forcing them out.

With no choice, the two could only leave the line.

Outside the institute, Wang Shengli fumed.
“That woman’s too much! She knows we can’t contact Professor Chen, so she dares bully us like this! Miss Jiang, what should we do now?”

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. If only they could meet Professor Chen—he’d expose Yu Xiaowen’s behavior in a heartbeat!

But Jiang Ning only glanced at her watch, her expression calm as ever.
“Let’s return to the company first.”

There were many roads to Rome. If one path was blocked, she’d simply find another.

“Alright,” Wang Shengli agreed, following at her side.

Just then, a sleek car rolled up toward the institute gates.

Inside sat none other than Chen Yin.

She glanced casually out the window—

And froze.

That figure—familiar, unforgettable.

It was her.

Miss Jiang!

Yes—

It was Jiang Ning!

Excitement surged through Chen Yin. Afraid Jiang Ning would vanish in the next second, she hastily urged the driver.

“Stop! Old Zhang, stop the car now!”