Thanks to My Tycoon System, Divorced, Remarried, and Making Millions

But she wasn’t that narcissistic. She figured Shen Yanzhi had only agreed so readily because his family was pressuring him to get married.

After all, this wasn’t five years ago. Many of their college classmates already had kids old enough to run errands.

She turned off her phone, sat back down, placed the phone on her lap, and readjusted her veil. "You’re overthinking it."

Zhong Mufeng clicked her tongue and winked. "Doesn’t matter if you are or not. Just go straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau and get your marriage license later."

Jiang Li suddenly felt a wave of relief. ’Thank goodness she hadn’t gotten a marriage license with Zhao Sinian before. Otherwise, she’d be a young divorcée now.’

When Shen Yanzhi said ten minutes, he meant ten minutes—not a minute more, not a minute less.

Although she had just seen him on video ten minutes ago, seeing him in person so suddenly still felt unbelievable to Jiang Li.

Five years had passed. Shen Yanzhi was more mature, steady, and charming than before, but he also looked more aggressive.

The dressing room was only about 20 square meters. Inside were just a sofa and a vanity, but with the addition of the roughly 188-centimeter-tall Shen Yanzhi, it felt exceptionally crowded.

Shen Yanzhi’s gaze locked onto Jiang Li. He swallowed, his Adam’s apple bobbing. "Should we go get our license first?"

Jiang Li nodded. "Okay."

Shen Yanzhi extended his hand. Jiang Li placed hers in it and used his strength to stand up. "Qingbao, tell the emcee to postpone the entrance time."

Before, Jiang Li hadn’t been sure if Shen Yanzhi would even show up, so she hadn’t dared to change the schedule.

But now that Shen Yanzhi had not only come but was also going to register their marriage, the schedule definitely had to change.

Zhong Mufeng made an OK sign with her hand. "Don’t you worry, you two go on ahead. I’ve got this."

Jiang Li had originally wanted to change into casual clothes, but Shen Yanzhi disagreed. "Changing back and forth is a hassle. Just go in your wedding dress."

And just like that, the two of them headed straight for the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Photos, filling out forms, stamping, receiving the licenses—it was all done in one smooth sequence.

Staring at the two brand-new marriage certificates in her hand, Jiang Li found it incredible, and a wave of sweetness washed over her heart.

’The man she had wanted to marry five years ago... to think she actually married him five years later.’

Just as Jiang Li was getting lost in thought while holding the marriage certificate, Shen Yanzhi suddenly spoke. "Jiang Li, there might be something I need to make clear with you beforehand."

Jiang Li’s heart skipped a beat. Her hand holding the certificate tightened unconsciously as she looked up at Shen Yanzhi. "What is it?"

Shen Yanzhi stared at Jiang Li without blinking. "I’m not the type to do a fake marriage. If we’re married, we’re going to live together."

Hearing this, Jiang Li breathed a sigh of relief. ’She thought he was going to ask her to sign some kind of one-year contract.’

She reached up to touch her slightly hot earlobe, averted her gaze, and mumbled, "Then... let’s live together."

Shen Yanzhi cleared his throat twice. "Since we’ve reached an agreement, let’s have you move in after the ceremony later."

Jiang Li wanted to say that she didn’t really have much to move. After all, now that she had broken up with Zhao Sinian, there was no need to keep any of her old things.

But seeing the eager look on Shen Yanzhi’s face, she ended up nodding obediently. "Okay."

They were about to head back to the hotel when Shen Yanzhi unexpectedly took her hand.

Meeting Jiang Li’s puzzled gaze, Shen Yanzhi pulled his phone from his suit pocket. "Let’s commemorate this."

Jiang Li blinked. "Didn’t you used to hate having your picture taken?"

Shen Yanzhi snapped a photo of their joined hands. "People change." Then he let go, wrapped his arm around Jiang Li’s shoulder, and the image was captured.

On the screen, a girl in a wedding dress was blushing, her eyes wide as she stared at the man before her, while the man, in profile, looked at the woman with a gaze full of tenderness.

A soft light filtered through the middle, as if coating the photo in a layer of gold foil, making it breathtakingly beautiful.

After taking the picture, he slipped the phone back into his pocket and held his hand out to Jiang Li. "Let me hold on to the marriage certificates."

Jiang Li handed over the certificates without hesitation and then hailed a taxi.

Once in the car, Jiang Li contacted the hotel manager and asked him to send several more security guards to the venue to prevent any incidents at the wedding. She also transferred him another 50,000 yuan to cover the cost.

[System Notification: Host has spent 50,000 yuan on the wedding, triggering a 999x cashback reward. 49,950,000 yuan has been deposited into your bank account. Please check your balance.]

DING—

[Kyoto Bank] Your debit card ending in 6710 was credited with 49,950,000.00 yuan on 12/25/2025 at 11:17. Current balance: 50,836,500.00 yuan.

HISS—

Shen Yanzhi couldn’t help but frown. "What’s wrong?" he asked, a hint of concern barely detectable in his voice.

Jiang Li shook her head and turned off her phone screen. "Nothing."

She had no intention of telling Shen Yanzhi about something so fantastical. ’Whether he’d believe her or not was one thing, but she had no desire to be treated like a lab rat.’

’As expected of a Tycoon System. A 999x multiplier right off the bat. It seems to have high hopes for me and Shen Yanzhi.’