Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 92

Xu Ziqi had known it from the very beginning—
That little girl had to be Shen Jingnian’s white moonlight.

If she wasn’t, why would the dignified Ninth Master Shen personally pedal a bicycle to take her somewhere?

God only knew how excited Xu Ziqi was right now.

“Xu Ziqi, what is wrong with you tonight? You’ve been talking nonsense nonstop! First you said my uncle was eating street barbecue with some girl, and now you’re claiming he was cycling around on a date with one? Ridiculous.”

Ridiculous.
Absolutely absurd.

Xu Ziqi had already whipped out her phone. “You don’t believe me? Fine! I’ll take a picture and show you!”

She pressed the shutter.

Only… she forgot something.
Both their luxury car and Shen Jingnian’s bicycle were moving.
You can’t get a clear picture while both vehicles are in motion.

The result—one blurry smear.

Yun Haotian laughed. “So? Where’s the picture? Let me see!”

“You’re driving so fast! How am I supposed to take a clear shot?” Xu Ziqi nearly exploded with frustration.

Yun Haotian slammed the brakes, parked by the roadside, and turned to her. “Okay, fine, fine. I’ll drive slower. So where’s my uncle? Where exactly?”

“Right there!” Xu Ziqi pointed out the window.

Yun Haotian looked over.

Outside—

Nothing.

“No one. Didn’t you say my uncle was cycling with some girl on a date?” Yun Haotian’s expression was pure disbelief. “I knew it—you’re a complete fraud! Is the Cullinan not handsome enough? How could my uncle possibly ride a bicycle? With a girl on the back seat, no less. Why don’t you say two girls next time?”

Xu Ziqi felt so wronged she could cry.

“I saw it. I really saw it! It’s your fault for stopping too slow! Who knew Ninth Master Shen rode a bike that fast when he’s carrying someone?”

“Alright, alright,” Yun Haotian nodded dismissively. “It’s all my fault, okay? I believe you. Satisfied?”

The more he acted like this, the worse Xu Ziqi felt.

Why?
Why did she always witness these scenes?!

Aaaaaaah!!!

Yun Haotian restarted the car and drove off.

After sending Jiang Ning home, Shen Jingnian finally returned to his own apartment.

By the time he showered and lay down, it was already past two.

There was a book on his bedside table—lying face-down.

Shen Jingnian picked it up.

On the open page, a sentence at the top had been circled in red ink:

Rule #21 of Winning Over Girls:
The most romantic thing in the world is taking her on a bike for a thrilling ride. But make sure you go fast—then she’ll instinctively hold onto your waist.

The moment his eyes landed on that sentence, the scene of Jiang Ning hugging his waist during the ride flashed vividly in his mind.

He never expected this cheap little book to actually be useful.

Looks like… he needed to keep studying.

That night, Shen Jingnian studied diligently until past three in the morning.

And he even took notes.

Despite barely sleeping, he still arrived at the company the next morning full of energy, showing no traces of staying up late.

He had barely sat down in his office chair when Yun Haotian barged in.

“Uncle?”

Shen Jingnian lifted his eyes at him.

“Did you meet that Go master yesterday?” Yun Haotian asked.

“I did.” Shen Jingnian nodded.

“And? How was it?” Yun Haotian leaned forward eagerly.

Shen Jingnian answered slowly, word by word, “We had a pleasant conversation.”

Yun Haotian suddenly realized something. “Wait—was the master a man or a woman? You promised that if she turned out to be a gorgeous beauty, you’d introduce us!”

Shen Jingnian’s brows twitched faintly. Instead of answering, he said, “What do you think?”

Seeing that expression, Yun Haotian sighed. “So it was a guy…”

There went his hopes.

“Right, Uncle—where did you two eat last night?”

“What are you asking this for?” Shen Jingnian looked at him, puzzled.

“Because last night I was out eating supper with Xu Ziqi. That girl kept swearing she saw you at a street barbecue stand with some young girl, then later she said she saw you cycling around on a date! I told her you went to meet the Go master, but she didn’t believe me! Besides, even if you didn’t meet that master, you wouldn’t be eating barbecue with some girl. That’s not your style.”

“That’s not even befitting your status.”

Yun Haotian’s words were casual—but Shen Jingnian stiffened.

If Yun Haotian were even a little observant, he would’ve noticed something was off—Shen Jingnian’s expression, the slight tremor of his fingers as he flipped a document.

Unfortunately, …

Yun Haotian was Yun Haotian.

A few seconds later, Shen Jingnian asked calmly, “Did you come here for something?”

“Oh, right!” Yun Haotian remembered. “Tomorrow I’m meeting a very important person for tea. Uncle, you have some Zishan Cloud Mist tea, right? Give me a little?”

In the entire A City—hell, even in the capital—there wasn’t a second person with Zishan Cloud Mist.

Except for Shen Jingnian, who had more than ten catties.

Shen Jingnian stood, opened a cabinet, and pulled out a small packet—maybe 70–80 grams.

Yun Haotian frowned. “That’s barely enough for three brews! Uncle, give me another one!”

Without a word, Shen Jingnian fetched another packet and handed it over.

Yun Haotian’s eyes nearly popped out.

Holy crap!
The stingy uncle wasn’t stingy today?!

Two packs—just like that!

Usually he guarded this tea more fiercely than gold.

Did this mean Yun Haotian was super important in his uncle’s heart?

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became—

Then Shen Jingnian’s voice came coldly:

“That second pack isn’t free. Thirty thousand. Cash or transfer?”

Yun Haotian: “……”

Great.
He got excited too soon.

Uncle was still Uncle—stingy as ever.

“Charging me? Uncle, am I really your biological nephew?”

“Zishan Cloud Mist is priceless. You think I’d give away a pack to someone I’m not related to? Besides, I already gave it to you at a massive discount. If you don’t want it, give me thirty thousand—I’ll let you try buying a pack on the market.”

Yun Haotian: “……”

Fair point.
Not even thirty thousand could buy eight grams, let alone eighty.

“Fine, I’ll transfer it.” He quickly sent the money.

Only after receiving the notification did Shen Jingnian hand over the tea.

“Thanks, Uncle~”

September 1st.

The first day of school.

Jiang Ning and Yue Qianlan arrived at No.1 High on time.

Thankfully, they were placed in the same class.

Jiang Ning stared at the placement chart. “March, looks like we’re truly fated.”

There were thirty transfer students, and twenty-five classes. On average, only one or two per class—
The odds they’d land in the same one were tiny.

Like winning a million-yuan lottery.

“Hehe,” Yue Qianlan looped her arm around her. “Aside from fate, my dad also used the power of money!”

“No wonder.” Jiang Ning laughed.

They first went to the office to report in.

Their homeroom teacher, Mr. Wang, looked kind and friendly.
“Jiang Ning, Yue Qianlan? Come with me.”

Senior year was intense and monotonous.
Every day was nothing but practice tests—so mind-numbing that even PE was often skipped.

Gossiping about whether the new transfers were boys or girls—and whether they were good-looking—became the class’s only entertainment.

“They said the transfers are named Jiang Ning and Yue Qianlan. Sounds like two girls?”

“Not necessarily. My name is Zhang Haiyan, and I’m still a dude.”

The speaker was a sunny, handsome boy. His parents liked Gorky’s The Song of the Stormy Petrel and named him “Haiyan,” which resulted in everyone assuming he was female at first glance.

“Hahaha, true. But ‘Yue Qianlan’ doesn’t sound like a boy. As for Jiang Ning… hard to say. ‘Ning’ means peace and joy—it’s pretty unisex. I think Jiang Ning is a boy.”

Li Yetting, who never got along with him, retorted immediately: “No way! Jiang Ning sounds way too pretty to be male. Jiang Ning must be a great beauty!”

“Yeah, I agree—that name screams beauty.”

Zhang Haiyan narrowed his eyes. “A great beauty scoring first place in the entire school? You don’t know, do you? Jiang Ning got 710 on the transfer exam. Think a girl can score that high? Our school’s top three are always boys. Obviously Jiang Ning is a boy.”

“That’s true!”

“Girls rarely crack the top ten here. Only two did—and they’re seventh and ninth. If Jiang Ning scored 710, beating Qian Sicheng by fifteen points, he’s definitely a boy.”

Qian Sicheng was the untouchable number one of No.1 High.

Until Jiang Ning appeared.

Li Yetting exploded. “You two are just looking down on girls! What do you mean only boys can beat Qian Sicheng? How are we girls worse than you?”

Zhang Haiyan crossed his arms. “So what if I look down on girls? I’m stating facts. If Jiang Ning is a girl, I’ll streak across the track! And if Jiang Ning is a boy, you streak!”

“Fine! I’ll streak!”

Their argument reached its peak—

When Mr. Wang suddenly materialized on the podium like a ghost.

“Silence! Look at yourselves! Then look at Class 2 and Class 3! You’re the worst class I’ve ever taught!”

Everyone instantly shut up.

The air froze.

“Next, I’ll introduce our two new classmates. First, Yue Qianlan. Everyone, give her a warm welcome.”

Yue Qianlan walked in with confidence. “Hello everyone, I’m Yue Qianlan. Yue as in Yue Fei, Qian as in a thousand, Lan as in blue.”

Thunderous applause erupted.

“She’s gorgeous!”

“A real sweetheart!”

“If Yue Qianlan is a girl, then Jiang Ning must be the boy!”

“Li Yetting’s going to lose~”

Mr. Wang continued, “Next, our second new classmate—the student who scored 710 on the transfer exam—Jiang Ning. Please welcome Jiang Ning!”

It was finally time.
At last—this moment everyone had been waiting for.

All eyes turned eagerly toward the door…