Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Li Hua brought a relative, his cousin. She blended into the crowd, eating and drinking, but appeared quite introverted.

Occasionally, she would direct Li Hua to get her something to eat.

"Why don’t you go yourself?"

"Just won’t."

The group boisterously concluded amid expressions of satiety, with some lying on folding chairs sobering up.

Those who didn’t drink rode their bikes home. Yu Zhiyi’s dad came to pick her up, taking Huang Fang along as well.

Jiang Nian drove a bunch of drunk people back. By the time he returned, the place was all cleaned up.

Li Hua and Tao Ran were there, yawning endlessly while watching over the stuff.

"You came?"

"Where’s your cousin?"

"Someone came to pick her up, they all left." Li Hua waved his hand, "Quick, let’s pack up and leave."

"Alright then."

The three of them loaded the equipment onto the car, Tao Ran sitting in the back seat and looking back, "Aren’t we finding a place to wash up?"

"We’ll wash it when we return it," Jiang Nian said as he fastened his seatbelt.

They sped along and returned the equipment to Xu Shuang. The remaining tasks were unnecessary to worry about, she’d find someone to handle it.

Of course, Jiang Nian didn’t just avoid paying.

But Xu Shuang wouldn’t accept any payment.

....

Night fell.

Jiang Nian had everything packed and was ready to ask Old Jiang for a ride to the airport. Old Jiang and his wife were stunned, thinking he was joking.

"Leaving now?"

"Yeah."

"Going where?" Li Hongmei asked.

"Where else? Yuhang," Jiang Nian said. "Xu Qianqian and the others have gone there. Shouldn’t I chase after them?"

Hearing this, Li Hongmei was momentarily speechless.

"It’s only the third day of the Lunar New Year."

"So what? Does love have a date?" Jiang Nian carried a lightweight backpack, looking at his not-yet-old parents.

"Give me a hand, and in a few years, you’ll be holding grandkids."

Old Jiang: "..."

Li Hongmei: "....."

As the saying goes, when someone becomes shameless, they’re invincible. Even his not-so-old parents were left speechless by Jiang Nian, not bothering to stop him.

Li Hongmei waved her hand and sighed.

"Don’t bring trouble back home, and don’t tell that girl I’m your mom—if any issue arises."

Old Jiang didn’t say anything, picking up the car keys to head out.

Jiang Nian didn’t mind at all. Parents always have a sharp tongue but a soft heart, love buried deep inside.

He understood.

On the way to the airport, Jiang Nian received a call from Qingbao. They chatted casually for a bit, leaving him slightly puzzled.

Until in the end, Qingbao said one thing.

"Thank you."

Jiang Nian paused, then replied.

"Oh, oh, it’s nothing."

After hanging up the phone, Old Jiang in the driver’s seat glanced at his son. He opened his mouth but didn’t say anything.

"Dad, what do you want to say?"

"Nothing," Old Jiang shook his head, "You’re running around all the time, take care of yourself."

"Got it."

After a night of hustling, Jiang Nian finally arrived in Yuhang. He first called Xu Qianqian. When she didn’t answer, he called Song Xiyun.

"What’s up?"

"Nothing, just got to Yuhang."

"Now?" Song Xiyun’s voice was a bit surprised, followed by footsteps with Xu Qianqian’s voice coming through.

"Didn’t you say you had a gathering with classmates this afternoon?"

"It’s over."

Jiang Nian, in the terminal, looked at the nearby planes, "Didn’t I say, who told you to leave so early?"

"If the flight was later, we could have had a BBQ together. Then leisurely flown back to Yuhang together."

Xu Qianqian: "... Who wants to be with you!"

Not only Xu Qianqian, but even Xiao Song was a bit taken aback. They didn’t expect Jiang Nian to come over that night.

There was no room left for daydreams, only an unexpected flash.

"You do." Jiang Nian glanced at his phone, as he didn’t wear a watch. That’s something he only wore when showing off.

"Or, you could ask Xiao Song?"

"Blech!!"

Xu Qianqian sharply snapped on the phone, "No need to, ask yourself, bye."

Beeeeeep.

"Hey hey?" Jiang Nian couldn’t hold back, really, she hung up on her own call, Xiao Song did it.

He called again, a persistent attempt.

"Hey beauties, how about grabbing a late-night snack tonight? I’m hungry, tell me where and I’ll pick you up."

Xiao Song: "....."

"I’ll ask."

"Hey, that’s not right." Jiang Nian scolded, "Song, don’t you have your own opinions?"

"I do, I decided to ask Qianqian." Song Xiyun remained unmoved, "That’s my opinion."

"Impressive."

In the end, the two girls still agreed. In the middle of the night, they found a BBQ stall, ordered meat skewers, and spicy sliced lung...

The hot dishes were served one after another.

"Don’t order any more, can’t finish it." Song Xiyun, being thrifty, couldn’t stand the waste, "Is anyone else coming?"

"Pack some for your mom; she might have an appetite."

Song Xiyun pursed her lips, "Alright."

"Oh right, see what I brought along." Jiang Nian lifted a small bag and opened it to reveal bagged rice cakes.

Xu Qianqian: "..."

Seeing her unmoved, Jiang Nian made up, "If you don’t like it, I’ll use it as a footrest at the end of my bed."

"Next time I treat you guys to a meal, I’ll cook it."

"Get lost!!" Xu Qianqian blushed, "Don’t say such disgusting things, or I’ll puke on you."

It’s fine as long as there’s emotion.

Jiang Nian poked her smooth cheek, "Why so angry? You’re as volatile as a gas tank."

"The gas tank is you."

As they spoke, the BBQ and late-night snacks were served. Disposable plastic tablecloths and a large pot of crayfish were placed on the table.

As Jiang Nian needed to drive, he only ordered a cola.

"Let’s eat first."

Xu Qianqian responded with an "oh", her eyes down as she peeled shrimp, a gesture of not wanting to engage, though she moved slowly.

Xiao Song, scrolling through her phone, looked up and said, "My mom’s probably asleep, she hasn’t replied to my messages."

"Probably feigning sleep," Jiang Nian commented, "Replying to you feels embarrassing, unable to sleep due to late-night snacks."

"Seems right, too."

Xu Qianqian looked up, about to say something, but saw Jiang Nian getting up to get a disposable meal box.

She pursed her lips and swallowed her words.

"Sigh."

"What’s wrong?" Song Xiyun asked.

Xu Qianqian shook her head, frowning, "Nothing. You know, Jiang Nian thinks about everything."

"Yeah, he’s quite attentive."

"That’s why deception is unforgivable," Xu Qianqian bit her lower lip, "He knows everything."

Hearing this, Song Xiyun seemed a bit confused.

"Maybe."

...

After the late-night snack, Jiang Nian took the two girls home and then returned to his little apartment to wash up and go to bed.

He turned off the lights with a click.

In the dark, he stared at the pitch-black ceiling, somewhat perplexed about where things went wrong.

Everything was going well, yet when he turned away to grab a disposable container to pack some fresh night snack for Sister Zhao,

returning changed the atmosphere.

byd, is respecting the elderly and cherishing the young a flaw?

Or is she jealous?

The next day.

Jiang Nian went to the company first; romantic failures were a norm. More than half a year went by like this, reliant on astonishing perseverance.

Not disheartened, well-accustomed to it.

After New Year, the backlog of work was immense. Most uncertain matters needed Jiang Nian’s approval and signature.

Finishing work, it was already 4 PM.

He patted his stomach; he only ate casually at lunch. Eating dinner alone would be rather pathetic.

He pondered whether to invite Xiao Song.

Bzzz bzzz!

The phone rang.

"Hello?" Zhao Qiuxue’s voice came through, "Do you have time tonight? Come over for a meal?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian hesitated.

After thinking for a moment, he thought, this should be fine. It’s practically having dinner with the two girls, must have been Xu Qianqian’s idea.

If it were Xiao Song, she’d prefer dining out.

As for the reason.....

Jiang Nian readily agreed, knowing where Zhao Qiuxue had bought her house—a fairly new neighborhood, quite good.

Before long, house prices would rise again.

"Alright, I’ll be there soon."

After a while, he drove to the base of Zhao Qiuxue’s apartment. Entering the parking lot, he parked and pressed the elevator button.

With a ding, the basement elevator doors opened.

Xiao Song walked out, freezing upon seeing Jiang Nian, then waved at him and softly said.

"Were you upset yesterday?"