Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 51

The moment Chen Yin’s voice rang out, the driver, Old Zhang, slammed on the brakes.

SCREECH!

The car jolted to a halt.

Chen Wanli looked at his mother in confusion. “Mom, what’s wrong?”

“I saw Miss Jiang,” Chen Yin replied quickly.

Without another word, she pushed open the door and got out, eager and excited.

Wanli hurried after her.

“Miss Jiang! Miss Jiang!”

Chen Yin’s voice rang across the street, clear and warm.

They were still some distance away.

Jiang Ning faintly thought she heard someone calling her, but the sound was muffled and indistinct, so she didn’t pay it much attention.

It was Wang Shengli who pointed it out. “Miss Jiang, I think someone is calling you.”

Jiang Ning paused mid-step and turned around.

There, striding toward her with silver hair gleaming in the sunlight, was none other than Chen Yin, waving her hand with unmistakable excitement.

“Miss Jiang!”

Recognition flickered in Jiang Ning’s eyes. She smiled and responded, “Grandma Chen.”

Chen Yin finally reached her, breathless but beaming. “Miss Jiang, it really is you! I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me!”

At that moment, Chen Wanli arrived at their side.

Chen Yin quickly introduced, “Miss Jiang, this is my son, Wanli. Wanli, this is the young lady who once saved my life—our family’s benefactor!”

“Hello, Mr. Chen.” Jiang Ning greeted him politely.

Wanli was momentarily stunned.

Although his mother had told him their benefactor was young, he hadn’t expected… this young.

And more than that—he saw no arrogance in her gaze. For someone with extraordinary achievements at her age, such humility was rare indeed.

He extended his hand sincerely. “Miss Jiang, it’s an honor. Thank you for saving my mother. Our family owes you more than we can ever repay.”

“Benefactor is too heavy a word,” Jiang Ning said softly. “Oh, right—this is my business partner, Wang Shengli.”

Chen Yin, being a scholar rather than a celebrity, was well-known by name but rarely recognized in person. Even Wang Shengli did not know her by face.

“Mr. Wang, a pleasure,” Chen Yin greeted warmly.

After exchanging courtesies, Chen Yin asked curiously, “Miss Jiang, did you come here today for something important?”

Jiang Ning answered truthfully, “We came to see Academician Chen, but while waiting in line… something unexpected happened. So, we were about to leave.”

“What happened?” Chen Yin’s brows furrowed. Normally, waiting in line shouldn’t be an issue.

It was Wang Shengli who explained, “Chen Academician’s assistant kicked us out. She said people like us don’t deserve to be in the research institute.”

Chen Yin’s expression darkened instantly. “Which assistant?”

“Yu Xiaowen,” Wang Shengli replied.

Rage surged in Chen Yin’s chest. That girl! How dare she abuse her position!

Forcing down her anger, Chen Yin said firmly, “Miss Jiang, Mr. Wang, please come with me. The person you’ve been looking for… is me.”

Wang Shengli froze, eyes wide. “You? You’re Academician Chen?”

Chen Yin nodded gently.

He was dumbstruck. So, the person they had searched for, day and night, turned out to be Jiang Ning’s life-saving connection!

Even Jiang Ning herself was surprised.

“Please,” Chen Wanli gestured respectfully, “let’s continue this conversation in my mother’s office.”

The group walked together toward the institute.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaowen was preparing to report to Zhao Xinyue about kicking out Jiang Ning and Wang Shengli. But just as she stepped outside, she froze—there they were again, walking back into the institute.

Not realizing that Chen Yin and Wanli were just a step ahead of them, blocked by a corner, Yu Xiaowen’s face twisted in annoyance.

Shameless.

She had already made herself clear, and yet these two still dared to come back. Did they think themselves worthy?

With a cold sneer, Yu Xiaowen marched over and barked, “Wang Shengli, Jiang Ning, I’ve seen shameless people, but never anyone like you! I told you already—you’re not qualified to be here. Now get out!”

“Who are you telling to get out?”

The voice cut through the air, icy and sharp.

It was familiar.

Yu Xiaowen turned around—

And her blood ran cold.

Standing there, face stormy with fury, was Chen Yin herself.

Yu Xiaowen went white as a sheet. How… how could this be?!

But she quickly tried to compose herself. After all, she was Chen Yin’s favored assistant. Surely, Chen Yin wouldn’t punish her with nobody.

“Academician Chen,” she said, forcing a smile, “these two have been making trouble here all day, disturbing everyone. But don’t worry, I’ll call security right away and have them thrown out.”

“Silence!” Chen Yin’s face flushed with anger. “Miss Jiang and Mr. Wang are my honored guests! Yu Xiaowen, as of this moment—you no longer work here!”

The world collapsed for Yu Xiaowen.

Honored… guests?

She couldn’t believe her ears.

Chen Yin turned back to Jiang Ning with sincere eyes. “Miss Jiang, Mr. Wang, this was my failure in managing my staff. Please accept my apologies. I hope you won’t take this matter to heart.”

Jiang Ning’s gaze was calm as she gently shook off Yu Xiaowen’s desperate grip on her sleeve. “Miss Yu, everyone must bear the consequences of their own words and actions.”

Chen Yin’s eyes shone with admiration.

So many people tried to play with the saint, begging for leniency to win her favor. But Jiang Ning… she was different. Clear in love and hate, uncompromising in principle.

“Come,” Chen Yin smiled, “my office is just ahead.”

“Alright,” Jiang Ning nodded.

Wang Shengli glanced at Yu Xiaowen, still kneeling and trembling on the ground. He felt no pity. She deserved every bit of it.

Inside the office, Chen Yin personally prepared the finest tea.

Jiang Ning laid out their proposal with crisp professionalism. Her voice was like flowing spring water, steady and clear, her explanation precise yet easy to grasp.

Chen Yin had expected little—most who sought her only wanted her name, her reputation. But as she listened, her heart stirred.

The details, the respect for intangible cultural heritage woven seamlessly into the fabric of the game…

It wasn’t exploitation. It was preservation. It was love.

By the time Jiang Ning finished her presentation, Chen Yin could hardly contain her excitement. She rose to her feet.

“Miss Jiang, Chairman Wang—I’ve decided. I will sign with your company. Whenever you’re ready with the contract, I will be waiting.”

Wang Shengli’s eyes widened. “Academician Chen, are you serious?”

“Of course,” she nodded firmly. “If you doubt me, I’ll sign a letter of intent right here, right now.”

“No need,” Wang Shengli said, shaking her hand with heartfelt gratitude. “Thank you, Academician Chen, for giving us this chance.”

Chen Yin smiled warmly. “No, thank you. It has been so long since I’ve seen such genuine devotion to preserving our heritage. I believe when your game is released, countless young people will rediscover and cherish the treasures our ancestors left behind.”

It was a partnership destined to be a win-win.

Later, after they departed, Chen Wanli returned.

“Mom,” he asked curiously, “so you decided to work with Miss Jiang?”

“Yes,” Chen Yin nodded.

Wanli chuckled. “Strange. You’ve always hated people leveraging personal favors for cooperation. I didn’t expect you’d bend your rules for her.”

But Chen Yin shook her head. “This has nothing to do with favors. I chose her because of her vision, her respect for culture. In her, I see the hope of inheritance.”

Wanli was stunned. He had never heard his mother praise anyone like this.

She added softly, almost to herself, “And also… for some reason, Miss Jiang reminds me of someone. I just can’t recall who. But when I see her, it feels as if I’ve met an old friend long lost.”