Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 68

Hearing Shen Jingnian’s explanation, Jiang Ning finally let out a sigh of relief.

Good.

So, he had only just arrived as well.

Otherwise, she really would’ve felt embarrassed.

“You’re welcome,” Shen Jingnian replied as he turned off the engine and stepped out to walk her downstairs.

“Mr. Shen, I’ll head up first then,” Jiang Ning said softly.

Her voice, still tinged with sleep, carried a faint nasal tone, unexpectedly sweet. It contrasted with her usual calm demeanor, giving her an almost disarming charm.

After a pause, she added, “It’s late today. Next time, I’ll invite you over for tea.”

“Alright.” Shen Jingnian inclined his head slightly.

Late?

It was barely past eight.

Was that considered late?

Though puzzled, he dared not ask.

Only after her figure disappeared into the building did Shen Jingnian return to his car, close the door, and drive off.

The sleek black Bugatti Veyron melted into the heavy night.

…

Cheng Group Headquarters.

Sitting in the executive chair, Cheng Zijun had been checking his phone every three to four minutes since yesterday.

But Jiang Ning hadn’t sent him a single message.

Nor had she accepted his friend request.

Why?!

Why was Jiang Ning playing these games?

Did she really expect him to come crawling to her?

With what face?

He would never stop looking for her!

Knock, knock, knock—

A knock at the door interrupted his simmering anger.

“Enter,” Cheng Zijun snapped, trying to keep his fury in check.

Lin Yuze strode inside. “Brother Zijun.”

“What is it?” Cheng Zijun narrowed his eyes. “Did Jiang Ning come to find you?”

Yes—
That had to be it.

Jiang Ning must’ve gone to him first!

The thought made his eyes light up with excitement.

But Lin Yuze only blinked in confusion. “No.”

No?

A flash of rage crossed Cheng Zijun’s face.

Quickly setting down a file, Lin Yuze said, “Brother Zijun, I came to discuss the new project. Jidong Studio has just announced on their official account—they’ll be releasing their new game Glorious Pinnacle in two days. Our game is nearly finished too. When should we launch?”

“Two days later as well,” Cheng Zijun declared.

Lin Yuze frowned. “The same day? Brother Zijun, based on Jidong’s teaser footage, they really might complete the first domestic AAA title. It would be smarter for us to release earlier, seize market attention before them. If we go head-to-head—”

He didn’t finish.

The truth was obvious: Jidong’s AAA would crush Cheng Group’s so-called luxury lineup.

At the very least, if they launched earlier, they could salvage some traffic and avoid complete humiliation.

But Cheng Zijun threw back his head and laughed as if hearing the world’s greatest joke.

“AAA? Jidong? With what? With Jiang Ning, that little country bumpkin?” His eyes glinted with disdain. “Our Cheng Group’s development team not only has Xie Huaijin but also top talents recruited from abroad! Jiang Ning hasn’t even stepped overseas. Do you really think she can build AAA?”

His voice dripped with arrogance.

“Jidong and Jiang Ning are nothing but steppingstones for us. This year’s Skyward Awards—Cheng Group will take the crown.”

Jiang Ning? That pathetic little girl?

What was she compared to Xie Huaijin, a veritable legend in the industry? Not to mention Cheng Group’s elite international team.

Besides, Jiang Ning had only been at Jidong for a month and a half.

A month and a half! What kind of game could she possibly produce?

Ridiculous.

No matter how one looked at it, Jidong was destined to be crushed beneath Cheng Group’s heel.

When that day came, those who had sided with Jidong would regret it bitterly.

Shen Group would regret it.

Chen Yin would regret it.

And everyone would see—Cheng Zijun, the once-in-a-decade dark horse of finance, was untouchable.

Lin Yuze could only watch his cousin, saying nothing more. “Alright, I’ll arrange the release in two days.”

“Go.”

As Lin Yuze left, determination burned in Cheng Zijun’s gaze.

The moment Cheng Group announced their release date, the internet exploded.

【Looking forward to President Cheng’s masterpiece! 】

【Whoa! Jidong is releasing the same day! We’ll see who’s real and who’s fake in three days. 】

【Honestly, I’m more excited about Jidong’s AAA.】

【Hahaha, do you people seriously think Jidong can make AAA? Impossible! Their earlier footage was already debunked! 】

【Anyone who believes Jidong can produce AAA clearly doesn’t understand the industry. Even Cheng Group wouldn’t dare boast about AAA. And Jidong? Please. 】

【I heard Jidong’s new investor is just some clueless little girl. 】

【A little girl daring to challenge President Cheng? What a colossal joke!】

【Didn’t Xie Huaijin leave Jidong already? Half their team followed him to Cheng Group. Forget AAA—even AA would be a miracle for Jidong now.】

【We don’t even need to wait. Jidong’s about to be slaughtered.】

Almost no one believed Jidong could deliver AAA.

Everyone was waiting for them to make a fool of themselves.

…

Meanwhile, in the Capital.

Shi Nanyue and her daughter Tang An were waiting at the airport arrivals gate.

Tang An fidgeted nervously. “Mom, do I look alright today?”

Her mother lifted her gaze.

Tang An wore an elegant tweed suit, her wavy hair draped over her shoulders, pearl earrings gleaming softly. She looked refined, ladylike—perfect.

“Beautiful. Absolutely perfect.” Satisfaction warmed Shi Nanyue’s eyes. “Don’t worry, An’an. Old Madam Si’s greatest regret is not having a granddaughter. Once she sees you, she’ll surely treat you like her own.”

Her precious daughter wasn’t just beautiful, she was sensible and obedient, far superior to that Shi Sheng. With just a glance, the Old Madam would fall in love with her.

Hearing this, Tang An relaxed.

Shi Nanyue added, “By the way, I heard this time Old Madam Si is accompanied by her third daughter-in-law, Xue Yingxiang. She and the third son, Si Huali, have only one son—Si Heming, twenty-nine this year. He owns his own skincare brand overseas and is still single. An’an, this is your chance.”

“I understand,” Tang An nodded.

Just then, the arrivals crowd parted, and two elegant figures emerged.

Shi Nanyue’s eyes lit up. “There, Old Madam Si and Third Madam Xue. An’an, look.”

Tang An lifted her gaze.

The first was an elderly woman, silver-haired but upright, dressed in a dark green cheongsam. Time had not dulled her elegance; she embodied the saying ‘beauty never fades with age.’

Beside her walked a graceful woman in her early forties, immaculately kept, clad in a top luxury ensemble and carrying a handbag worth tens of millions.

At the sight of that bag, even Tang An was shaken.

The Shi family wasn’t poor, but Old Madam Shi had never given her a bag worth that much.

The Si family truly lived up to their reputation as kings of Hong Kong.

Every accessory spoke of unattainable wealth.

Fortunately—
Shi Sheng was gone.

Otherwise, Tang An would never even have the chance to approach the Si family.

Shi Nanyue beamed. “Old Madam Si, Third Madam.”

The old matriarch smiled. “Nanyue, long time no see.”

Shi Nanyue and Tang An stepped forward with the bouquets they had prepared. “Old Madam Si, Third Madam, welcome to the capital.”

“Thank you.” Both ladies accepted the flowers before handing them to their attendants.

Shi Nanyue quickly introduced, “Old Madam, Third Madam, this is my daughter Tang An. An’an, this is Shengbao’s grandmother, and this is Shengbao’s third aunt.”

She deliberately emphasized Shengbao, hoping the mention would stir sentiment, making them transfer their affection onto Tang An.

Sure enough, Old Madam Si’s eyes instantly reddened at the sight of the girl.

If her precious Shengbao were still here, wouldn’t she be about this age now—graceful, radiant, just like Tang An?

The thought ached. Her Shengbao… who knew what kind of suffering she was enduring out there?

Her heart wrenched as she dabbed at her tears with a handkerchief.

Tang An called sweetly, “Grandmother, Third Aunt!”

Though she was merely Sheng’s cousin, by seniority she had no right to address them so intimately.

But she did it deliberately. She and Shi Sheng were the same age—yet she was clearly the better choice, more suitable to be the Si family’s granddaughter.

From today onward, she would step by step replace Shi Sheng’s place in their hearts and secure her position in Hong Kong’s elite circle.

Xue Yingxiang’s lips curved in a refined smile. “An’an, is it? Such a pretty, likable girl.”

Tang An’s heart leapt with excitement.

See? She had been right. She could surpass Shi Sheng and win the Si family’s favor.

Why else would Xue Yingxiang accept her calling them Grandmother and Third Aunt?

Those titles belonged exclusively to Shi Sheng—yet here, Xue hadn’t corrected her.

Everyone in the capital knew of Xue Yingxiang, the famed Third Madam of the Si family. Born to a wealthy business clan, the only daughter known for her sharp, formidable personality—never easy to approach.

And yet—she had just smiled at Tang An!

But then, Tang An’s triumphant smile froze.

Because Xue Yingxiang added lightly, “An’an must be too nervous meeting us for the first time. You even got the forms of address wrong. You may call me Third Aunt-in-law. And this—” she glanced at the old matriarch with warmth, “—this is your Grandmother Si.”