Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 54

When Lin Yuze saw Jiang Ning, he was stunned.

He had thought Jiang Ning would never come.

After all, her every word and gesture before had made it seem like she had long forgotten Cheng Zijun.

And yet—

Here she was, standing at Cheng Zijun’s engagement ceremony.

So in the end…

He had overestimated her.

Just as Cheng Zijun had said, Jiang Ning’s aloofness was nothing but a game of “push and pull,” all to catch his attention.

Lin Yuze’s eyes dimmed with disappointment as he gazed at her.

He truly couldn’t understand.

Why did Jiang Ning have to cling to Cheng Zijun?

Couldn’t she live without him?

On a day like this, her appearance was nothing but asking for humiliation.

He sighed toward Cheng Zijun, “Brother Zijun, you really do know Jiang Ning best. She loves you to the bone, just as you said.”

At those words, pride flashed across Cheng Zijun’s eyes—unconcealed, arrogant.

Just wait.

Ji Dong would soon be his.

Since Jiang Ning had shown up to ruin the wedding, she surely had come prepared, the transfer agreement for Ji Dong’s shares likely tucked away in her bag.

Wang Qingke stepped forward, whispering excitedly, “Brother Yuze, guess what Jiang Ning will do next?”

Arms folded, Lin Yuze sneered, “Dogs can’t stop themselves from eating filth. She’ll do what she’s always done cry, make a scene, and threaten her life.”

That had always been her trick back when she lived in the Cheng household.

“Exactly.” Wang Qingke smirked, already pulling out her phone. “I’ll record her shameless act and post it on Douyin, so the whole world can see how she clings to my brother.”

The more she thought about it, the more thrilled she became.

Not only would she expose Jiang Ning’s disgrace, she’d also force her to kneel and apologize!

With how much Jiang Ning adored Cheng Zijun, she would definitely apologize today.

Step by step, Jiang Ning drew closer.

Cheng Zijun straightened his back, adopting the posture of a man above all others.

Tonight, he wouldn’t forgive easily.

He’d show her what it meant to defy him.

But in the next breath—

The smile froze on his lips. His complexion paled.

Because—

Jiang Ning walked right past him.

Without even a glance in his direction, as though he were nothing more than air.

Cheng Zijun’s fists clenched, veins bulging across his hand.

What was she doing?

Still playing hard to get?

This was too much!

How long did she plan on dragging this out?

Lin Yuze’s eyes widened as if realizing something. He looked from Jiang Ning to Cheng Zijun. “Brother Zijun, wait—I think we’ve misunderstood. Jiang Ning… she doesn’t look like she’s here for you. It seems like she’s heading toward Building B—for that banquet.”

Yes.

Her aura didn’t match that of a woman begging for reconciliation.

But Wang Qingke only scoffed, full of disdain. “Building B? Brother Yuze, are you even listening to yourself? Do you know who’s hosting that banquet? It’s Yue Qianlan’s 18th birthday! The Yue family didn’t even invite me—why would they invite some backwater girl like her?”

The Yue family was a true aristocratic clan, recently moved from Shanghai to City A. Countless wealthy families wanted to curry favor but couldn’t.

Wang Qingke, thanks to Cheng Zijun, had some recognition in the upper circles. She had mingled with other heiresses, but even she had been left off Yue’s guest list.

And Jiang Ning?

What was she compared to her?

That country bumpkin wasn’t even worthy of touching a single strand of her hair.

The Yue family inviting Jiang Ning? Utter fantasy.

Lin Yuze frowned. “But aside from your engagement banquet, the only other event here tonight is Yue’s. And look—Jiang Ning’s headed exactly toward that hall.”

Still, Wang Qingke snapped coldly, “She’s pretending. She wants people to think she’s a guest of the Yue family, to elevate her worthless status. Hah! Just wait—the Yue family’s guards will throw her out any moment now.”

A country bumpkin would always think simply.

If it were really that easy to sneak into the Yue banquet, why would they bother with invitations?

The doorway might look unguarded, but everyone knew the Yue estate used face-recognition. One wrong move and alarms would blare.

Just as Jiang Ning neared the entrance, two figures stepped out from the hall.

One, sharp-eyed in a tailored suit.

The other, elegant and noble in a champagne gown.

Wang Qingke’s eyes lit up. “Brother, look! It’s Mr. Yue and Madam Yue! My God, Madam Yue looks so young, you’d never believe she already has two children.”

Hearing this, Cheng Zijun immediately looked up.

He’d glimpsed them once at a business banquet but had never had the chance to greet them.

Tonight, during their daughter’s coming-of-age, the two of them should’ve been entertaining guests inside. Why had they suddenly appeared at the entrance?

Could it be… they’d come to personally congratulate his engagement?

Yes. That must be it.

Otherwise, why else would such prominent figures step out now?

The thought of it made pride swell in his chest.

If the Yue family acknowledged him tonight, then tomorrow, without question, his name would dominate City A’s financial headlines.

After all, dozens of reporters were already lurking, eager for explosive news.

Straightening his back, Cheng Zijun strode forward with a confident smile. “Mr. Yue, Madam Yue, thank you for honoring us with your presence at my engagement banquet.”

“Quick! Get this shot!” one of the photographers whispered excitedly. “So it’s true—President Cheng knows the Yue family!”

To have ties with Shanghai’s most prestigious clan was equivalent to holding the keys to that city’s elite circle.

What a prodigy Cheng Zijun was, winning over even the Yue family.

Tonight would mark his crowning moment.

The cameras all turned on him. Cheng Zijun basked in the glory, his spine ramrod straight, already imagining tomorrow’s headlines.

But then—

His expression shattered.

Blood surged chaotically through his body, almost knocking him unconscious.

Because Mr. and Madam Yue didn’t spare him so much as a glance.

They brushed right past him, heading straight for Jiang Ning.

Their voices were warm, respectful, almost reverent:

“Miss Jiang! Welcome, welcome—you’ve finally arrived.”