Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 91
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No one could imagine just how shocked Xu Ziqi was at this moment.
That was Lord Shen Jiu—the man who stood at the pinnacle of the financial world.
A figure who could shake the entire nation of Hua with a single move.
And yet…
He was eating at a roadside food stall.
Absolutely unbelievable.
When Yun Haotian heard Xu Ziqi’s trembling voice, he laughed out loud.
“You must’ve seen wrong—definitely wrong! My little uncle has a serious cleanliness obsession. There’s no way he’d eat at some roadside stall!”
It was summer.
The season when mosquitoes and flies ran rampant.
And Shen Jingnian was a super germaphobe.
For someone like him, eating at a street stall in summer was basically the setting of a disaster film.
Besides—
Shen Jingnian was stubborn to the bone. If he didn’t want to do something, not even a god could force him.
Forget street stalls—
He wouldn’t even go to a restaurant that was slightly below his standards.
So Xu Ziqi must have been hallucinating.
“I didn’t see wrong—I definitely didn’t!” Xu Ziqi insisted, eyes locked firmly on Shen Jingnian. “Drive slower—slower! Turn your head and you’ll see him. It’s really Lord Shen Jiu! And he’s with a girl!”
The girl was facing away from the road, so Xu Ziqi couldn’t see her face.
But even from her posture and aura alone, he could tell—
She had to be stunning.
The kind of beauty that made people feel insignificant before her.
Xu Ziqi silently swallowed.
As expected of Lord Shen Jiu.
His taste was impeccable.
Yun Haotian, however, nearly burst out laughing again.
“Hahaha! Then it’s even more impossible! I’ve begged my little uncle to eat street food with me and he refused every time. What girl could possibly get him to go to a stall? What, she’s the Empress of Heaven?”
His uncle, that straight-as-steel block of a man, going out to eat with a girl?
At a roadside stall?
Impossible. Impossible. Absolutely impossible.
Seeing that Yun Haotian completely refused to believe him, Xu Ziqi was livid.
“I’m telling you, I saw correctly! Stop the car! Stop and go take a proper look! It’s really him!”
If Yun Haotian weren’t driving, Xu Ziqi would’ve grabbed his head and twisted it toward the stall himself.
This was too infuriating!
How could the world contain someone as stubborn as Yun Haotian?!
But Yun Haotian remained unmoved.
“No need to look. You don’t understand my little uncle at all. He’s like an immortal banished from the heavens—would a heavenly immortal be tempted by mortal desires? Unless the sky rains blood, he will never bring a girl to a roadside stall. Be logical—do you see any red rain?”
“Just stop the car! Let’s go check!” Xu Ziqi was desperate to the point of wanting to swing punches.
“Totally unnecessary.” Yun Haotian kept driving—and even stepped harder on the gas. “Besides, my uncle is meeting a bigshot today. If he’s eating anything, he’d take the guy to a Michelin restaurant.”
How could street food suit two top-tier bigshots?
Before Xu Ziqi could react, the car had already sped past the stall and reached the next intersection.
“You drove so fast! I was about to take a picture!” Xu Ziqi almost cried in frustration. “It really was Lord Shen Jiu! I swear to heaven!”
He even raised three fingers solemnly.
Heaven, please—believe him just this once!
Yun Haotian snorted.
“I think you should really go get your eyes checked. Even I can’t make him eat street food. You think some random girl could drag him there?”
“What if that girl is his white moonlight?”
Ah.
White moonlight.
As soon as the phrase left Xu Ziqi’s mouth, Yun Haotian burst into hysterical laughter.
Too funny.
How could Shen Jingnian possibly have a “white moonlight”?
“You think he even knows what that term means?” Yun Haotian rolled his eyes. “Everyone else might have a white moonlight, but my uncle? No way. His heart’s been cemented shut for years.”
Xu Ziqi let out a full series of eye rolls.
“How can you be so sure? Are you the tapeworm living in Lord Shen Jiu’s stomach?”
“No.”
“Then how do you know he doesn’t have a white moonlight? You didn’t see how gentle he smiled at that girl earlier!”
Even from a distance, Xu Ziqi had caught that rare, breathtaking smile.
The kind of warmth that could melt spring snow.
If he hadn’t witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never believe someone as icy as Shen Jingnian could smile like that.
Truly—
One thing subdues another.
Looks like Lord Shen Jiu had met his match.
Whoever that girl was… she must be extraordinary.
“Smile? Please.” Yun Haotian almost choked. “My uncle barely smiles at me. How could he smile at a girl? Ziqi, what’s wrong with you today? You haven’t even had a drink yet and you’re already talking nonsense!”
Xu Ziqi was speechless. “I really saw it! He was smiling—sweetly! The reason he’s never smiled at you like that is because—you’re not as important to him as she is.”
That made Yun Haotian bristle instantly.
“Are you saying I’m not important to him? Impossible! You don’t know how much he’s sacrificed for me! He used to hate Peking opera—said it gave him a headache. Only listened to modern music. But after I told him Peking opera is part of our heritage and young people should preserve it—now his phone is full of Peking opera!”
Not just that—
Whenever he got into the car, he would immediately play Peking opera. Sometimes, he even hummed along.
The more Yun Haotian thought about it, the more moved he became.
To him, this proved—
He was absolutely number one in his uncle’s heart.
Irreplaceable.
Xu Ziqi quietly replied, “You’re awfully confident. What if he didn’t start listening to Peking opera because of you?”
“Then because of who? You?!”
Xu Ziqi narrowed his eyes.
“What if his white moonlight likes Peking opera? He might’ve fallen for her, so he’s following her interests. People will compromise for the person they love.”
To Xu Ziqi, Shen Jingnian’s behavior had “fallen in love” written all over it.
But Yun Haotian only laughed louder.
“Hahaha! Ziqi, with your imagination, you should really write novels instead of doing business! I told you—my uncle is firmly anti-marriage. A lifelong bachelor! You think an anti-marriage man will suddenly fall for someone just because she likes opera?”
Xu Ziqi continued analyzing. “Isn’t it possible he’s just a repressed type? Says he won’t marry, but inside he’s already moved—and you’re the last one to know.”
His logic wasn’t wrong.
But to Yun Haotian—
Utter nonsense.
“Chasing a girl? Even more impossible! I’ve never seen my uncle pursue anyone!”
Jiang Ning was plenty beautiful.
Yet his uncle remained calm and unmoved in front of her, not a ripple in his heart.
A man who didn’t even send her a birthday present—how could he pursue a woman?
Impossible.
Completely impossible.
Xu Ziqi inhaled deeply. “Believe what you want. Anyway—I didn’t see wrong. That was Lord Shen Jiu.”
“I’d sooner believe that was my dad than my uncle. Old Xu, seriously—go see an eye doctor.”
Meanwhile—
In his office, Yun Zhengyi suddenly sneezed.
“Achoo!”
He rubbed his nose. “Huh? Is someone thinking about me?”
…Could it be Shen Jingshu?
Feeling hopeful, he quickly dialed a number.
“Hello? Jing~shu~~”
Back in the car—
Xu Ziqi had had enough of being accused of hallucinating. Suddenly, an idea struck him.
He turned to Yun Haotian.
“Cloud Bro, let’s make a bet.”
“What bet?”
“If I didn’t see wrong today—then on Lord Shen Jiu’s wedding day, you’ll wear a dress. A pink dress. With a wig.”
“Sure.” Yun Haotian agreed instantly.
After all—his uncle was anti-marriage.
That day would never come.
Xu Ziqi immediately took out his phone.
“Say it again.”
Yun Haotian repeated the deal.
Xu Ziqi saved the recording with satisfaction.
Meanwhile—
Jiang Ning and Shen Jingnian had already begun eating.
Seeing him picking only the vegetable dishes, Jiang Ning laughed.
“Don’t just eat that! Their beef skewers are super good. And if you wrap them in lettuce, it’s even better. Like this—”
She picked up a piece of lettuce, slid the meat off the skewer, wrapped it up, and popped it into her mouth.
Shen Jingnian had never seen anyone eat like that.
“…That tastes good?”
Despite his doubts, he followed her example, wrapping the meat in lettuce and taking a bite.
The freshness of the lettuce balanced the richness of the beef perfectly.
The flavor hit him in layers—crisp, spicy, tender.
Shen Jingnian’s eyes lit up.
“Ningning… you’re incredible.”
“Of course. Food is the only thing in this world worth never betraying.” Jiang Ning smiled. “I know tons of amazing hole-in-the-wall places too!”
Hole-in-the-what?
Did he mishear?
“What kind of place?”
“Hole-in-the-wall shops! You’ve never been?”
Shen Jingnian straightened instantly.
“I have, I have. Just… not any particularly good ones.”
“Then next time, I’ll take you.”
“Alright.” Shen Jingnian nodded, lips lifting slightly.
The two chatted and ate until past 1 a.m.
When Jiang Ning received several messages urging her home, Shen Jingnian first rode a bicycle to take her to the teahouse parking lot, then drove her back.
And coincidentally—
As they were riding the bike toward the parking lot—
Xu Ziqi, sitting in the passenger seat again, looked out the window and instantly screamed:
“WTF! WTF! It’s Lord Shen Jiu! Cloud Bro—I SEE HIM AGAIN!! HE’S RIDING A BIKE WITH A GIRL—HE’S ON A DATE!!!”

Storyteller Nico Jeon's Words
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