Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 67

Madam Shen’s words carried a double meaning.

Not only was Ning Ning fated with the cat—
She was fated with a person.

And since Little White had been raised by Shen Jingnian, the person destined for Ning Ning naturally became Shen Jingnian himself.

The more Madam Shen thought about it, the more delighted she became.
It was as if she could already see the day Jingnian married Ning Ning and brought her home as his bride.

Hearing Madam Shen’s words, Ning Ning glanced at Shen Jingnian in surprise.

She hadn’t expected that someone who seemed so cold, distant, like an untouchable flower blooming high on a mountain—would pick up a stray kitten off the streets and raise it.

And not just raise it—
He had raised it so well that the once fragile creature had become plump and glossy.

That must have taken no small amount of care.

Her brows curved into a smile as she asked, “How did you manage to feed Little White so chubby?”

When Ning Ning smiled, her eyes glittered like stars, as though they could pull someone into a whirlpool. For the first time, Shen Jingnian found himself unable to look her directly in the eyes.

“It’s not picky.”

Ning Ning chuckled lightly. “Then how many cans does Little White eat per meal?”

“At least three,” he replied calmly.

“Three cans? Plus, kibble?” Ning Ning asked, stunned.

Shen Jingnian nodded slightly. “In addition to canned food and kibble, each meal includes fifty grams of raw beef, a biscuit for dessert, and goat milk to rinse its mouth. It’s not picky, but it eats a lot.”

“So much? No wonder it’s gotten so round. Seems like Little White needs to go on a diet. Otherwise, it’s prone to high blood pressure, cholesterol, heart disease… Mr. Shen, overindulgence is as harmful as neglect.”

At her words, Shen Jingnian reached out and patted the cat’s head. “Did you hear that? Eat less from now on.”

“Meow~” Little White protested loudly, twisting its head away in defiance.

Ning Ning gathered the cat into her arms, coaxing softly, “Little White, you need to listen to Daddy. Eat less, and you’ll have a healthier body.”

“Meow meow meow~” Not listening, not listening, la-la-la! The cat kicked its paw defiantly—

And that paw just so happened to land on Ning Ning’s chest.

Shen Jingnian’s expression darkened instantly.
This damn cat!

Did it know where it was putting its claws?

Sensing the murderous aura radiating from its “dad,” Little White trembled and hurriedly withdrew its paw.

Wuwuwu~ Daddy is scary!

Only then did Shen Jingnian’s face return to its usual calm.

The atmosphere relaxed. Ning Ning continued chatting while holding Little White, Shen Jingnian and Yun Haotian sitting quietly nearby.

The conversation flowed warmly.

At one point, Shen Jingshu peeled an orange and smiled. “Ning Ning, forgive me for asking, but what kind of boys do you like?”

Madam Shen perked up immediately, listening intently.

No one noticed—
Even Shen Jingnian paused mid-sip, silently setting down his glass.

“I haven’t really thought about it yet,” Ning Ning said with a shake of her head.

Right now, she only wanted to study hard, get into her dream university, and take her grandfather away from City A.

Madam Shen quickly added, “Then… do you like handsome ones? With abs? Tall, rich, and good-looking?”

“Who doesn’t like a tall, rich, handsome guy with abs?” Ning Ning teased with a laugh. “I’m ordinary, I can’t escape from being superficial either.”

Madam Shen nodded, her heart nearly bursting with joy. Perfect! Her stinky son still has hope!

Height? Jingnian stood tall at 192cm.
Looks? He could crush every idol in the entertainment industry with ease.
Abs? He worked out every day.
Wealth? Ranked firmly in the top ten of Forbes.

For the first time, Madam Shen felt her son’s money might come in handy.

—

By lunchtime, the dishes were ready. Madam Shen introduced them one by one: “Ning Ning, here are Sichuan dishes, here Suzhou and Zhejiang, here Cantonese, and here Hunanese. Since I didn’t know what you liked, I had each of our chefs prepare their specialties. Please, treat this as your own home.”

The Shen family kept over twenty chefs on staff.

“Thank you, Auntie.”

“This child, I told you, no need to be polite.”

Shen Jingshu smiled. “Jingnian, you’re sitting right next to Ning Ning. A girl’s hands are delicate—the shells of crabs and shrimp are hard to peel. Make sure you help her.”

“Alright, Sister.”

Ning Ning didn’t think much of it—
Until a beautiful hand placed freshly peeled crab legs into her bowl.

She looked up in surprise, only to see Shen Jingnian’s sharp profile, his lips pressed together. Feeling her gaze, he turned slightly, his deep voice low and magnetic.

“Not fond of crab? I can peel a shrimp instead.”

“Alright,” Ning Ning said lightly. Free labor, why refuse?

Watching this scene, Madam Shen and Shen Jingshu exchanged glances, both grinning ear to ear.

Even Yun Haotian was shocked. My heavens! My uncle peeled shrimp for a girl. Is this really the same man I know?

—

Later, Madam Shen and Shen Jingshu took Ning Ning for a walk in the vast back garden, introducing her as an honored guest to every gardener and staff member they passed.

Meanwhile, Yun Haotian muttered to his uncle, “Come clean, Uncle. Do you like Ning Ning or not?”

“You’re annoying. I already told you—I don’t marry.”

“Then why peel shrimp for her?!”

“She saved my life,” Shen Jingnian said calmly. “It’s my duty.”

Yun Haotian narrowed his eyes. Does he really expect me to believe that?

Then he remembered something. “Oh right, Ning Ning’s birthday is on the 8th next month. Uncle, don’t forget to prepare a gift.”

“I don’t spend money on people unrelated by blood,” Shen Jingnian replied flatly.

Yun Haotian nearly fainted. This miser! No wonder he’s single.

—

By evening, Ning Ning was ready to leave.

“Jingnian, take her home,” Madam Shen ordered.

On the drive back, soft opera music played. Ning Ning, exhausted from work, quickly drifted asleep in the passenger seat.

Through the rearview mirror, Shen Jingnian watched her delicate side profile, unconsciously slowing the car.

When they finally arrived, she was still asleep. He didn’t wake her, only draped a clean blanket over her gently.

But in that moment, as he leaned closer, the tip of his nose brushed against hers—

Shen Jingnian froze, heat rushing to his face.

Damn it. My heart’s racing again.

Flustered, he quickly sat back, gulped down a bottle of ice water, and tried to calm himself.

Finally, he picked up his phone, opened Baidu, and typed:

【What kind of birthday gift should you give a girl? 】

The answers flooded in: plushies, lipstick, skincare, handbags—bags cure all woes!

Shen Jingnian read through every suggestion carefully, his usually sharp eyes uncharacteristically serious.

At some point, Ning Ning stirred awake.

Opening her eyes, she realized they were already parked outside her building. She blinked at the time and asked in shock, “Did you wait long?”

They had left the Shen estate at 6:10. Normally, it was a thirty-minute drive. But now… it was past eight.

Shen Jingnian’s lips curved, his expression calm. “There was traffic. I just arrived. Haven’t even turned the engine off yet.”