Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

"Who called the police?" Qianqian clutched her rapidly rising and falling chest, looking back with a face full of fear.

"I don’t know." Song Xiyun looked equally nervous.

"We weren’t supposed to set off any fireworks." Jiang Nian was calm, the streetlamp’s light flickering on his face.

The night scene by the roadside retreated, wind whisking past.

"It’s fine, they won’t catch us."

Qianqian: "...."

The night market was chaotic, with numerous stalls selling snacks. There were also lantern vendors, though the meaning was unclear.

Everyone was tired from strolling around, returning home only after eleven.

In Qianqian’s living room, Jiang Nian watched TV. Qianqian went for a shower, and Xiao Song was in the room.

In a daze, it felt like returning to the past.

After a while.

Qianqian emerged from the bathroom, seeing his relaxed demeanor. She was speechless, frowning in dissatisfaction.

"Why are you still here?"

"My foot’s numb." Jiang Nian, thick-skinned, knew Qianqian’s words meant her mood was likely good.

After all, it’s the holiday season.

Xiao Song came out of the room, holding clothes ready for a shower. When passing by, she gave Jiang Nian a glance.

After that, she hurried by.

Jiang Nian: "???"

Why’s she running?

"Come over for a bit, got a gift for you." Jiang Nian waved gently at Qianqian.

"Tch, not interested!"

"Can’t be returned."

Upon hearing that, Qianqian reluctantly came over.

"What?"

"Stretch out your hand." Jiang Nian took out a lady’s watch from his pocket and put it on her wrist.

"It’s not expensive, just a little trinket."

Qianqian initially wanted to say it didn’t look good, but upon examining it under the light, she found it was actually quite nice.

Her face flushed immediately, turning away.

"Hmph!"

"I could buy it myself; don’t think you can win heart with small favors, thinking this will... "

Jiang Nian reached out, pulling Qianqian down, seating her on his lap and embracing her.

"Ah!! What are you doing?"

"This isn’t to win you over; just thought this watch suits you well." Jiang Nian released her again.

His hand rested on her leg, observing her reaction.

If Qianqian suddenly stood up, rolled her eyes, and returned to her room, he’d "chat" with Xiao Song later.

However, Qianqian only rolled her eyes, huffing in disdain, somewhat speechless.

"Liar."

She spoke this way, but didn’t leave.

"Really, you’re only staying for two days?" Jiang Nian’s hand started to move, "How about staying one more day?"

"Not staying." Qianqian hadn’t noticed, then realized he was already kissing her.

"Mmm mmm..."

At first, Qianqian’s response was somewhat awkward. After twenty seconds, memory kicked in.

They shared a tender kiss for a few minutes, then parted breathlessly.

The girl was kissed senseless, showing some hesitation. Eventually, she pushed him away, standing up.

"You...."

Jiang Nian wasn’t satisfied yet but didn’t continue. Unfortunately, focused on kissing, he didn’t quite get to enjoy holding.

Otherwise.....

He thought it through, realizing it wouldn’t work. The timing wasn’t right, and ruining things later would be worse.

Qianqian returned to her room.

Only Jiang Nian was left alone in the living room again. Soon, even Xiao Song from the bathroom couldn’t hide.

Just opened the door, she was called by Jiang Nian.

"I... I haven’t dried my hair yet." Song Xiyun hesitated but was still held and kissed by him.

Compared to Qianqian, Jiang Nian was less cautious with Song Xiyun. He put the watch on her and casually touched her leg.

"From now on, say less bad things about me."

"Huh?" Song Xiyun was stunned, thinking she was betrayed, then realizing it’s unlikely.

"I haven’t..."

Jiang Nian: "..."

"Oh, come on, I can guess." He pinched Song Xiyun’s cheek, stood up, and left.

As for how he guessed, it was actually quite simple.

Qianqian was stubborn, but not resistant. So what role did Xiao Song play in this?

Couldn’t be speaking well, right?

....

The next day, New Year’s Day.

Jiang Nian woke early, guessing the two girls next door hadn’t awakened, deciding to go out for a stroll.

Feeling bored, he contacted Li Hua.

"What’s up?"

"Where are you?"

"At my grandpa’s house, what’s up?" Li Hua peered at Jiang Nian in the video with caution.

"Nothing, just checking on you."

Li Hua flipped him a middle finger and hung up.

Jiang Nian called the others, receiving the same answer: visiting relatives, all unavailable.

Tao Ran was free, however...

After thinking for a while, he called an unfamiliar number. After a while, someone answered.

"What’s up?"

"Teacher, are you free today?"

"Today huh..." Qingbao hesitated for a bit, "I made plans with a few friends to meet..."

"Do you need something?"

Jiang Nian effortlessly lied, "Oh, nothing much, just wanted to wish you a happy new year."

"I’m leaving tomorrow, missed it before; if you’re busy, maybe... next time."

On the other end of the line, it suddenly went silent.

"You’re leaving tomorrow?"

"Yeah."

"Going to Beijing?"

"No, going to Yuhang," Jiang Nian said, "Got some company stuff, can’t delay."

"Oh." Qingbao replied. Keyboard sounds echoed, "Alright, just come over then."

"I told my friends, canceled it."

Jiang Nian’s mouth twitched, yet he answered.

"Okay."

He picked out some gift boxes and went to the school. Turning right from the roadside, he entered a residential area.

Familiar with the place, he went straight upstairs.

Knock knock knock!

Qingbao opened the door, glanced at Jiang Nian. She wore home wear, a simple plain sweater.

"Come in."

"Sure." Jiang Nian changed into slippers, noticing the living room had air-conditioning on, tea placed on the table.

"Sit anywhere."

"Alright."

Jiang Nian surveyed around, finding the house was not big. Simple decor, tidied quite well.

Guessing Qingbao spent a lot of time at home.

"Teacher, you managed to meet friends on New Year’s Day? Are they all single too?"

Upon hearing this, Qingbao was awkwardly stuck.

"No.... they’re not."

"It was for the afternoon, more... free in the afternoon. Yeah... quite free."

Jiang Nian nodded, indicating he believed her.

"Teacher."

"Hmm?"

They already sat down, chatting across the tea table, accustomed to the familiarity, the atmosphere not awkward.

"Everything going smoothly?"

"Quite good." Qingbao said, "Speaking of which, last time I owe thanks to you for resolving that issue."

"What did you do?"

"Didn’t do much, just talked with the person." Jiang Nian said, "He admitted his mistake."

Qingbao: "...."

"You threatened him?"

"No."

Qingbao didn’t believe it but since the issue was resolved and indeed helpful, it was hard to say more.

"Alright."

They chatted a while, mentioning Jiang Nian’s company. Qingbao couldn’t help but marvel at the swift growth.

"Teacher, when will you be promoted to team leader?" Jiang Nian casually joked while sipping tea.

"Old Liu has already become a director."

Hearing that, Qingbao frowned instead. After a period of silence, she suddenly sighed.

"I don’t know; I sometimes ponder too..."

She faltered halfway, not continuing. Her expression shown some gloom.

Teaching used to be joyful, now she wanted to escape.

"What’s wrong?" Jiang Nian asked.

"Nothing..." Qingbao waved her hand, "Holiday syndrome, not feeling like going to work."

"When are you going back to work?"

"After the Lantern Festival."

"Oh~" Jiang Nian didn’t think much, gave some comforting words, shifted to other topics, and it was noon before long.

"Teacher, I’ll be leaving."

"Not staying for a meal?" Qingbao suddenly thought, "I could order takeout... no."

"I’ll cook."

"No need, Li Hua invited me." Jiang Nian waved at her, turning and leaving the room.

Click, closing the door, Jiang Nian frowned.

Strange.

Qingbao is both lively and gloomy. Day by day, is she truly happy or not?

The world of adults, tsk.