Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

After all, Qianqian was even impatient with attending Beijing University. She couldn’t wait to start her internship and do her own thing.

Not to mention, learning to drive takes up her internship time.

The key is, Qianqian and the others’ driving license information are in Zhen Nan, so they need to transfer it to learn to drive in a different place.

So, this matter really is suitable for him to handle.

In the dormitory.

Qianqian was just about to rest when she received a message from Xiyun, "He’s asking if we want to get a driving license?"

"A driving license?"

A few seconds later, Xiyun replied.

"He said since we’re free anyway, we can practice driving here in Beijing, log hours in Zhen Nan, and take the test on weekends when we go back."

Upon hearing this, Qianqian hesitated.

The test location can be changed later, but with the policy passed, it will take some time to be fully implemented.

Estimating, it will likely be next year.

Jiang Nian’s suggestion could save time. But she just decided in the afternoon to ignore him for now.

Now, it seems like it has to be postponed again.

"Alright then."

"Okay."

Ending the chat, Qianqian sat cross-legged on the bed, suddenly feeling puzzled as to why he didn’t ask her directly?

Why go through Xiyun?

....

A few days later.

Jiang Nian sorted out the proxy to log hours and found a nearby driving school for Qianqian and the others to practice driving.

Finding the driving school was easy, but arranging the proxy took some time. Currently, the restrictions aren’t too strict, and there are loopholes to exploit.

In half a year, that might not be the case.

Speaking of it, after the college entrance exams, Jiang Nian shouldn’t have suggested the two girls go to Zhen Nan for their driving test.

It’s just that at the time, he didn’t expect things would turn sour. Looking back now, many things have changed.

It’s hard to say whether it’s good or bad, but not drifting apart is a good thing.

Afternoon, four o’clock.

The air was filled with a stuffy heat, and even though it’s mid-month, there was already a hint of summer.

Qianqian finished class and went with Xiyun. They took the opportunity to visit the studio to understand more about the driving license issue.

Alongside that, they grabbed a meal together.

"How did your studio turn into a cafeteria?" Qianqian looked around; today they were having hot pot.

"It can be." Jiang Nian responded calmly, giving Qianqian a glance, "Then you should come more often."

"Tch! I won’t come!" Qianqian rolled her eyes but couldn’t resist curiosity, "Do you live here usually?"

"At the dorm, only come here when I have time."

"If work runs late, then I don’t go back. I sleep here, since the studio has everything."

"True." Qianqian nodded.

At this, Xiyun, who was mixing the sauce, pursed her lips somewhat guiltily.

Got carried away last time and stayed overnight at the studio.

Next time... next time she won’t.

Jiang Nian looked at the two girls in front of him, feeling an itch. The gathering of talents, pity there’s no start button.

He couldn’t exactly say, let’s play a round?

Sigh, so suppressive!

He couldn’t hold back either, eating quite a bit himself. Still ended up suppressive like a rookie.

Midway through the hot pot, Jiang Nian took a sip of cola.

"About the driving license....."

Seeing him start talking, the two girls paused their chopsticks. They turned to look at him, waiting for him to speak.

"The driving school in Zhen Nan is logging hours already. Waited a few days because initially, the photos wouldn’t log."

"Checked into it and now they’re logging."

Upon hearing this, the two girls understood. Although it’s their first time doing such a loophole thing, they were inevitably nervous.

"We won’t get caught, right?" Xiyun asked.

Qianqian frowned, worry all over her face, "I’m more concerned about what happens if we’re found out?"

"Nothing happens, just a reset of learning hours." Jiang Nian waved, comforting them, "You don’t need to worry."

"Currently, we’re toeing the line before the policy kicks in, at most the driving school gets fined a bit, no real pressure."

"Oh, oh." The two girls nodded in confusion.

Listening to Jiang Nian say a bunch, all they were doing was asking. In this aspect, they still believed in Jiang Nian.

As the night deepened, Qianqian and the others left.

On the table in the studio was a bouquet of flowers. The two girls had brought it along when they came.

And they also bought a vase.

It looked like porcelain.

Jiang Nian sat in the computer chair, gently rocking. Under the bright lights, he gazed at the bouquet in a daze.

"Sigh, if only they came back."

"Or if it rained heavily."

Just as he finished speaking, with a boom, a deep rumble of thunder sounded in the distant night, followed by lightning.

With a splash, rain poured down from the sky.

Jiang Nian suddenly stood up, incredulously looking at the night sky. His heart slowly beat, inwardly shouting damn, damn.

Luck is really mysterious.

He grabbed his phone, ready to call. Unlocking it, he changed his mind, dashing straight into the rain.

....

"It’s raining heavily."

"Damn it."

"Should’ve left earlier, already back at the dorm by now." Qianqian was somewhat speechless.

The two girls hadn’t gotten far when they were caught in the heavy rain. It took a while to find a place to take shelter.

"Once the rain lets up a bit, let’s find a place and buy an umbrella."

Actually, buying an umbrella wouldn’t make a difference, already drenched, and the nearest store wasn’t close.

"Qianqian, why not ask....."

"He’s just a pervert, he’d definitely say. Buying an umbrella is a waste of money, why not come back."

Xiyun: "..."

Indeed.

Not a minute passed when a figure appeared in the rain. Just as they were speaking of Jiang Nian, he showed up.

"Damn, damn, such heavy rain!"

"Hey, make room."

Jiang Nian squeezed in between the two girls, immediately making the shelter area crowded.

"This rain is really heavy."

Two girls: "???"

"Why are you here, didn’t bring an umbrella?" Qianqian was baffled; delivering an umbrella without an umbrella?

Xiyun said, "You’re soaked."

"It’s fine, I went out to buy a drink." Jiang Nian said, "Suddenly it rained, and I remembered you didn’t have an umbrella."

Qianqian: "???"

"And then?"

"So I came over."

He turned, reasoning unabashedly, "Loyalty, is something I can always bring out."

Qianqian: "....."

Xiyun: "....."

The two girls were awkwardly silent, what kind of strange loyalty was this—it was just about getting soaked together.

Under the streetlamp, the rain droplets were like lines.

"It’s raining more heavily." Xiyun was slightly worried, feeling a bit cold from the breeze.

"I’ll go buy an umbrella." Qianqian rolled up her sleeves, about to charge into the rain, but was pulled back.

"Buying an umbrella won’t help."

Jiang Nian pointed at the two girls, saying, "The way you are, you’ll catch a cold going back to school."

"Why not come to my place, take a shower and dry your clothes."

Upon hearing this, Xiyun was stunned. She turned to glance at Jiang Nian, thinking it was exactly as they guessed.

Nothing short of what Qianqian predicted.

"Hmph!"

"Crazy!" Qianqian glared at him, "Going to your place, wouldn’t we still get soaked on the way?"

At this point, if Jiang Nian said to buy an umbrella. Qianqian would definitely say, then might as well go back to school.

Therefore, he pulled out a jacket from his arms.

"Here, make do with this."

Qianqian froze at this, although prepared mentally, it was hard to maintain composure.

"You..."

So abstract, no umbrella but a jacket.

"Your studio doesn’t have umbrellas?"

"No."

It was the truth; since renting and renovating the studio to now being in operation, it hasn’t even been a month.

Unrelated items aren’t quite complete.

"Then while drying clothes, what do we wear?" Qianqian turned, asking Jiang Nian.

"We can’t be bare, can we?"

"There are robes."

Qianqian was speechless, thinking Jiang Nian really was peculiar. Studio has no umbrella, but has robes.

"Why didn’t you say you had pajamas?"

"I do."

Qianqian: "...."

Xiyun was also stunned, turning to look at Jiang Nian. Last time she visited, there were no robes.

Jiang Nian met Xiao Song’s gaze, calmly adding.

"Bought them in the last couple of days."

"Come on, come on, you’ll catch a cold later." He said this, fearing the rain would stop.

Fortunately, after a brief discussion, the two girls finally agreed, draping the jacket as they dashed into the rain.