Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Xiao Song carried the drinks, poured them for both of them after sitting down, and then looked around the first-floor studio.

"You’ve finished renovating?"

"Yes, would you like a tour?" Jiang Nian stood up and looked at Xu Qianqian, "There’s a coffee machine inside."

Xu Qianqian turned her head away, as if talking to the air.

"I don’t drink coffee."

"You’ve never tried it, so how do you know you don’t like it?" Jiang Nian said, "Homemade tastes quite different."

Xiao Song got interested and pulled Xu Qianqian inside.

"I’ll have a look."

Xu Qianqian reluctantly went inside, unknowingly accustomed to the bickering.

Jiang Nian was eating without saying much. They could still eat together or coexist peacefully for now.

He only approached the conversation slowly when she was willing to speak up.

"This is the sofa, you can lie down and try it. That’s the bar area, used for relaxing during breaks from work."

"This is the fitness corner, originally installed in the studio. Looked quite new, so I kept it."

"Over there is the fridge, the bathroom... it’s inside."

The two women were dazzled, taking a glance at the lounge. They were amazed by the bathroom, it was extraordinarily clean.

Separate dry and wet areas, with a clothes dryer?

"Dinner is almost ready, let’s go." Jiang Nian urged, "Can’t wait, it’ll be overcooked after half a minute."

The two women were bewildered, hastily rushing out.

On the table, the hourglass reached the bottom.

The pot opened.

Xu Qianqian was a bit reserved, but seeing Jiang Nian chattering away about food, she slowly relaxed.

Burying her head in eating, the more she ate, the more food appeared in her bowl.

"Stop adding more."

"Oh, oh, mainly because this can’t be cooked for too long." Jiang Nian stopped his chopsticks and turned around to add food to Xiao Song’s plate.

This scene left Xiao Song speechless.

That guilty look was way too obvious. No need to say more, she knew he’d stirred trouble.

After dinner, he drove the two women back. Also packed some food for their roommates to try.

Not leftovers, freshly made.

Generous beyond belief.

Nevertheless, the effect was evident. At least Xu Qianqian agreed to come over, otherwise, she’d be out of touch for at least a week.

To Jiang Nian, this was worth it.

He intended to invite them for a meal anyway, and this provided the perfect excuse. No delays, just couldn’t take advantage.

However, he had been abstinent for days.

Got used to it.

In a way, guilt is a good thing. For someone like Jiang Nian, it can be endlessly distributed.

Aside from not being single-minded, he could manage everything else well.

Of course, the prerequisite is that this approach works. Some might not accept it, can’t force things.

Jiang Nian never forces, from the start, he avoids getting involved.

But, if it’s meant to be tangled, starting off quickly and enduring the criticisms might be better.

...

"For us?"

In the girls’ dormitory, Xu Qianqian entered and her roommates cheered, glancing at the food boxes in her hand.

"Thanks, Qianqian."

"Wow, coconut chicken, and beef!"

Xu Qianqian couldn’t eat any more, since it was meant for her roommates anyway. She laughed a few times and prepared to wash up.

Passing by the bed, she glanced at He Qingyuan.

"Feeling better?"

"Not really." The girl raised her head with a forced smile, "No idea when I’ll get out of it."

"Hang in there." Xu Qianqian encouraged.

"Mm." He Qingyuan smiled bitterly, glanced at the late-night snack, and couldn’t help but think of a certain figure.

The neighbor, perhaps?

Should be her boyfriend, seems like they had a misunderstanding. Going out to pick her up at night showed he cared.

Also from the same school, and driving.

She decided not to think further, it was someone else’s issue. Better not get too involved, she needed to focus on her own hurdles.

Xiao Song’s situation was similar, her roommates gave unanimous positive feedback on the food. She simply smiled and turned to take a shower.

Late at night, she hid in bed playing with her phone.

"Have you slept?"

Xu Qianqian: "No, too full."

Song: "(Cold sweat)."

She pondered for a moment and sent another message, "You saw her, is she really not angry?"

"Mm, can’t tell at all." Xu Qianqian sent a slumped emoji, "This girl, what’s she really thinking."

"My clever tactics had no effect whatsoever."

Song Xiyun: "..."

"Nothing can be done then, what is she after?" Xiao Song typed, "A genius from the Physics Department, dating too?"

Xu Qianqian: "(Rolling eyes) Who knows."

"Should’ve kicked Jiang Nian to death last time, who knows what he drugged, now all this mess."

"Could it be..." Song Xiyun pursed her lips then sent two emojis, "A matter of that kind?"

"Hope not, that’d mean chopping Jiang Nian to death." Xu Qianqian sent a knife emoji, followed by a bunch of angry ones!

Song Xiyun felt a bit speechless seeing this.

Although it may not sound nice, she thought. The saying ’sharp tongue, soft heart’ fits Xu Qianqian perfectly.

Every time she claimed hatred, she was always the quickest to reconcile.

Song Xiyun thought for a moment and changed the topic, discussing the online shop, considering finding someone for samples.

This person was Jiang Nian.

Unknowingly, the involvement between the three of them grew deeper. The online shop was just starting, business was a bit slow.

If they formed a group and flew over to handle things personally, besides time constraints, the earnings wouldn’t cover the travel expenses.

Xiao Song could let her mother handle things, but Zhao Qiuxue was also confused, frankly, her ability was limited.

But for Jiang Nian, it was just a convenient task.

The two girls had no other option.

Thursday, evening.

Jiang Nian couldn’t arrange a meeting with the class president but managed to meet Li Baiyou. Sister was more agreeable, considering she was an Onmyoji.

Agreed to meet without hesitation.

The meeting place was at home.

He carried large bags of gifts, placed them aside after entering. Quite sincere, sat by the sofa and spoke.

"Sis, can you do me a favor?"

"Who are you calling sis?" Li Lanying grinned, completely in control, "I don’t remember having a brother."

"Don’t randomly claim relatives, why not call your mom?"

"Mom."

Li Lanying: "....."

She admitted she underestimated Jiang Nian’s thick-skinned audacity. Almost divine, far from human.

"Don’t shout randomly."

"Where’s your little girlfriend, not bringing her along?"

Jiang Nian: "...."

Damn!!

Really got seen, awkward now. Didn’t hide from the class president, but Li Lanying seeing was not ideal.

Jiang Nian thought for a moment and decided not to ask Li Lanying for help.

Not realistic.

However, since he was already there, he asked while getting up, "Is Qingqing upset because of this?"

Li Lanying crossed her arms, leaning on the bar with a sly smile. Deep down, she felt this was pathetic escape behavior.

"Yes."

"You sent the little girlfriend back to school, who wouldn’t be mad?"

Hearing this, Jiang Nian nodded and left.

"Mm."

Went downstairs, left the community.

"Nonsense."

Jiang Nian took a deep breath, thinking Li Lanying was just chaotic, such a ridiculous reason came up.

If Qingqing wanted to be mad, she’d have done so long ago, not only last night.

The trigger was the encounter, but there must be other reasons too. Perhaps what was spoken or something else.

Can’t say Xu Qianqian attacked the class president.

Highly unlikely.

Eliminating all possibilities, only one reason remains. Qingqing’s anger is related to Xu Qianqian.

Or perhaps, Xu Qianqian herself.

Jiang Nian’s mind churned, choosing the most straightforward solution. Directly standing at the neighborhood entrance, patiently waiting.

The time was still early, he could only pass the time browsing his phone.

Lin Yuxi messaged him, at six in the afternoon. He was busy then, hadn’t read it.

Low-score kid was already in the second half of senior year, prepping for the first mock exam, looked determined for Qingbei.

Jiang Nian wasn’t nervous, he intended to run.

Chen Yunyun also messaged him, sharing some campus life snapshots. Casual photos, library sunset.

He viewed them one by one and then replied carefully.

Time ticked away, he didn’t know which gate Li Qingrong would use to return, just relied on intuition.

Fortunately, he waited successfully.