Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 94

This time, over thirty transfer students enrolled at No.1 High School.

Among them were five girls surnamed Yue. Their family backgrounds and the way they dressed all looked similar—making it impossible to tell who the real Yue family heiress was.

Even if Lin Wanyi wanted to approach the true Yue heiress, she had no idea which one to approach.

If she approached the wrong girl, wouldn’t she just be wasting her time—and damaging her own noble image?

Besides, not only was Xiangshang City one of the Yue family’s many real estate projects, it was even a level above Wan City Villas in prestige.

Because of this, rumors spread that after relocating from Shanghai to A City, the Yue family had moved into Xiangshang City.

That was why Lin Wanyi wanted to get information from Xu Lin.

He Suosuo perked up her ears immediately.

The Yue family heiress.

A real heiress.

Even Xu Lin and Lin Wanyi combined couldn’t compare to a single Yue family daughter!

If she learned anything about the Yue heiress, she could be the first to approach her—become her best friend.

Once they became close, the young miss of the Yue family would definitely bring her into the inner circle of high society—where she’d meet rich heirs.

At that point…

Her dream of marrying into a wealthy family would be within reach.

Even better—she’d heard that Yue Qianlan had an older brother.

He was currently studying abroad, a textbook example of an elite successor. If she could become besties with Yue Qianlan, maybe she could even marry her brother and become the Yue family’s future matriarch.

The more He Suosuo imagined it, the more excited she became.

Xu Lin shook her head. “Nope. Not only have I never seen the Yue heiress, we don’t even have a single homeowner with the surname Yue in our entire Xiangshang City owners’ group.”

There wasn’t even one Yue in the group chat.

Lin Wanyi and He Suosuo were both disappointed.

They’d hoped to get at least a rough description.

Yet even Xu Lin knew nothing.

Then Xu Lin suddenly recalled something. “But… I did hear that her name includes the character ‘Qian’.”

“Which ‘qian’?” Lin Wanyi asked immediately.

He Suosuo also stared at her expectantly.

Xu Lin thought for a moment. “Probably the ‘qian’ from ‘ten million.’ That’s what my mom heard from some rich ladies gossiping. I’m not sure if it’s true.”

He Suosuo’s eyes lit up. “If her name really uses the ‘qian’ from ‘ten million,’ I remember one transfer student named Yue Qianlan. Lan, like the color blue.”

Because she’d planned to cozy up to the Yue heiress, she’d memorized all five Yue-surnamed girls when the school released the transfer list.

“Yue Qianlan?” Lin Wanyi narrowed her eyes. “What does she look like?”

He Suosuo shook her head. “Not sure. But I think she was assigned to Class One.”

A faint glint appeared in Lin Wanyi’s eyes.

Xu Lin kept quiet.

The three girls each harbored their own thoughts.

That evening after school, Teacher Wang called Jiang Ning into the office.

“Teacher Wang, you needed me for something?”

Teacher Wang couldn’t hide her fondness for her. Smiling, she asked, “Jiang Ning, the principal should’ve told you about giving a speech on behalf of the third-years, right?”

“He did.” Jiang Ning nodded.

“Is your speech ready?”

“Yes,” Jiang Ning answered simply.

“Good. Practice it tonight. Tomorrow during the morning break, you’ll be giving the speech.”

“Okay.”

“If there’s nothing else, Teacher Wang, I’ll head home first.”

“Mm.” Teacher Wang nodded, eyes full of pride. “Go on then. Be careful on the way home.”

Outside, Yue Qianlan was waiting.

As soon as Jiang Ning stepped out, Yue Qianlan rushed over. “Ning Ning, what did Teacher Wang say?”

“About the speech.”

“A speech? Like… in front of the whole school? All the teachers and students?” Yue Qianlan asked.

Jiang Ning nodded. “Yup.”

Yue Qianlan shivered. “Ning Ning, aren’t you nervous?”

No.1 High had 25 third-year classes, 30 second-year classes, and 28 first-year classes—over 4,500 people in total.

Just imagining it made her scalp tingle.

“It’s fine,” Jiang Ning said casually. “I’ll just play it by ear.”

Yue Qianlan grinned. “Ning Ning, jiayou! I’ll be in the audience cheering for you tomorrow!”

“Okay.”

It was very convenient for Jiang Ning to return home now that she lived in Wan City Villas. She and Yue Qianlan had barely walked out of the school before arriving at the gates.

“March, I’m heading in.”

“See you tomorrow, Ning Ning!”

“Tomorrow.”

Third-year classes ended past six.

When Jiang Ning got home, Old Master Jiang already had dinner prepared. “Ning Ning, how was your first day? Did you settle in?”

“Pretty well.”

He poured her a glass of freshly pressed apple juice. “The new classmates didn’t bully you, right?”

Jiang Ning had been out of school for over a year. He worried she’d struggle to readapt—or worse, get bullied.

Jiang Ning smiled, a deep dimple forming in her cheek. “Grandpa, with how likable I am, who would bully me? Don’t worry.”

“Good, good.” Old Master Jiang sighed in relief. “If you ever encounter any difficulties at school, tell the teacher right away. And tell me.”

In his eyes, no matter how old she got, she would always be a child—a little one who needed protecting.

“Got it, Grandpa.”

After dinner, Jiang Ning went on her usual walk.

She hadn’t walked far when—

Screech!

A sudden brake sliced through the air.

A luxury car stopped beside her. The window lowered, revealing sharply defined features and a deep, velvety voice.

“Ning Ning?”

Jiang Ning blinked. “Shen Jingnian?”

“What are you doing here?” he asked with a smile.

“I’m just taking a walk. No need to drive me anywhere. You go do your thing.”

“Mm.” Shen Jingnian nodded—then suddenly seemed to remember something. He stepped out of the car. “Right, I happened to bring something for you.”

“What is it?”

“Tea.”

He opened the trunk and handed her a box.

Jiang Ning inhaled lightly. “This is… Zishan Cloud Mist?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Ning quickly refused. “This is too valuable. I can’t take it.”

As a tea lover, she naturally knew its worth.

“Tea only shines in the hands of someone who knows how to appreciate it. Otherwise, it’s no different from any ordinary pu’er. And tea is meant to be shared. If you really feel bad, just treat me to a meal next time.”

They stood beneath the streetlamp, his shadow enveloping her entire figure.

“…Fine,” Jiang Ning said. “Then I’ll treat you to meals often.”

The corners of Shen Jingnian’s mouth lifted instantly—

So hard it could compete with an AK rifle’s recoil.

At that moment, the phrase hooked so hard his lips turned up manifested perfectly on him.

“Okay,” he said, smiling softly. “Deal.”

If Yun Haotian saw this scene, he would’ve died on the spot.

He had been moved to tears when Shen Jingnian charged him 300,000 yuan for two tiny packets of Zishan Cloud Mist.

But for Jiang Ning?

He gave a whole pound.

One pound!!

Comparing people was simply self-torture.

Even after returning to his apartment, Shen Jingnian still had a smile on his face.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yun Haotian on the couch.

“Uncle, the land from Shang Group—” Yun Haotian stopped mid-sentence. The smile on Shen Jingnian’s face was… suspicious. “Uncle, what good thing happened? Why are you smiling like that?”

“Am I?” Shen Jingnian instantly switched to a neutral expression—like nothing had happened. “You saw wrong.”

“Really?” Yun Haotian rubbed his eyes. “Maybe I turned stupid from staying up late yesterday…”

The next morning.

At No.1 High School—

During the morning break, the principal took the stage and gave a passionate speech before announcing, “Now, let’s welcome the top scorer of the entire third-year grade—Jiang Ning—to speak on behalf of all senior students!”

“That Jiang Ning? The one who scored 710?”

“Of course it’s her. Who else gets 710?”

Hearing the name, Lin Wanyi suddenly recalled something. She turned to He Suosuo. “Suosuo, isn’t that divorced relative of yours also named Jiang Ning?”

“Yeah,” He Suosuo snorted. “But she’s just a bumpkin from the countryside. How could she possibly be the top of the entire grade? Don’t worry, it’s definitely not her.”

Jiang Ning did take the transfer exam—but someone like her? Getting into No.1 High School?

Ridiculous.

Plenty of people shared the same name.

Lin Wanyi nodded. “True.”

“Respected teachers and dear students, good morning. I am Jiang Ning from Class One of the third-year cohort.”

The clear, pleasant voice rang from the speakers.

Then came waves of murmurs—

“Holy crap! The top scorer is gorgeous!”

“Mom, I think I just saw a fairy!”

“Ahhhh! The new school beauty is also the number one in the school! Perfect doesn’t even begin to cover it!”

“…”

Hearing the voice, a bad feeling swelled in He Suosuo’s chest. She looked toward the stage—

And froze.

It was Jiang Ning.

It was her.

How was Jiang Ning the top scorer?!

No wonder—

No wonder everyone was buzzing about a change in school beauty.

They were talking about Jiang Ning.

Her legs turned weak with jealousy. Back then, she had to spend money and connections just to get into No.1 High.

But Jiang Ning, a “countryside divorcee,” walked in with perfect grades?

And became the campus favorite?

Even stepping on Xu Lin to become the new school beauty?!

Why?
Why her?!

Lin Wanyi was equally stunned. “How is it really her?”

Seeing their reactions, Xu Lin frowned. “You two know that plastic-surgery girl on stage?”

To her, no one could look that perfect without surgery.

Lin Wanyi nodded. “She’s a distant relative of Suosuo’s. And divorced.”

She emphasized the last word.

Divorced.

Xu Lin’s face twisted with disgust. “I knew it! She definitely isn’t a decent person!”

Who gets married and divorced at such a young age?

Gross.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ning’s voice was steady and elegant, her eloquence captivating even the teachers and the principal.

Compliments poured between the staff.

Teacher Wang felt proud, watching the girl with a glowing smile. “She truly is outstanding.”

Soon, Jiang Ning’s 800-word speech reached its conclusion.

“Lastly, I wish all students the best in the next 140 days. Seize the moment, live up to your youth—may your names shine on the 2026 honor roll. See you at the peak!”

“Thank you.”

Clap clap clap—!

Thunderous applause erupted.

Jiang Ning didn’t let it faze her. Her posture remained upright and composed—dignified like a distant mountain.

Yue Qianlan practically bounced over. “Ning Ning! You were so cool up there!”

Jiang Ning smiled. “Really?”

“Of course!”

Xu Lin frowned. “Why is that plastic-surgery girl so close to Yue Qianlan? Are they… friends?”

Jiang Ning and Yue Qianlan were friends?

Why?!

Yue Qianlan was likely the true Yue heiress!

He Suosuo quickly looked over.

She saw the two girls laughing happily.

But when she fully registered Yue Qianlan’s face, all her envy twisted into disdain.

Then she sneered, “Linlin, that short-haired girl talking to Jiang Ning is supposed to be the Yue heiress?”

“Yes. I confirmed it. That’s Yue Qianlan,” Xu Lin replied.

He Suosuo snorted. “If she’s the Yue heiress, then the Yue heiress definitely doesn’t have that name. We guessed wrong.”

“Why?” both Lin Wanyi and Xu Lin asked in confusion. “Suosuo, how are you so sure the Yue heiress isn’t named Yue Qianlan?”

“The Yue family is a real wealthy family—the number one family in Shanghai. The daughter of such a family is a true heiress.” He Suosuo narrowed her eyes. “Tell me—have you ever seen an heiress eating at a grimy street-side food stall?”