Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

"So tragic." Jiang Nian pointed at the two girls. "You’ve forgotten your roots. When will our hometown ever be revitalized like this?"

"Pah!!"

The two girls couldn’t be bothered with him, went into the break room arm in arm. Technically you could rest outside too, on that big sofa.

But.....

The two of them, almost uncannily in sync, avoided that spot.

"Hey!"

Qianqian poked her head out of the break room again and called to him, "I want fried fish shreds later, are you making them or not?"

"I want some too," Song Xiyun said.

Jiang Nian: "..."

Two votes to one—what else could he say. He agreed readily, then turned and went over to the living area to fry the fish shreds.

The studio wasn’t a place to live, so cooking wasn’t that convenient. Normally he either did charcoal barbecue or hotpot.

Still, fried fish shreds were doable.

In the gaps while cooking.

He thought carefully. He’d just lined up a secretary recently. And also lined up Fangfang. The three of them together could pull off big things.

They were still short a front man.

If he could trick Zhao Yiqiu into coming over, that’d be perfect. A Daoist priest’s divinations might not always be accurate, but when it came to doing things she definitely wouldn’t drag her feet.

Unfortunately, people like that didn’t circulate easily.

Thinking of this, Jiang Nian thought again of that unfilial brat Li Hua. Useless. Let himself get trapped by all that "breathing exercise" stuff.

That’s what sexual repression is like.

...

"You’re hiring people?"

Qianqian was surprised. She’d also ordered some Chinese desserts: some mung bean porridge, and cold cucumber salad and the like.

The fish shreds filled a big basin, and he’d even packed two bags in ziplock bags.

"You could say no."

Jiang Nian put down his chopsticks. "It’s prep work for the future. Remember I said I’m planning to settle down in Shanghai?"

At that, both girls froze for a moment.

"I remember."

"What about it?"

"You don’t need to rush." Qianqian waved her hand, her white arm like a lotus root. "Just take it slow."

"Who knows, maybe I’ll make it big in a few years?"

Hearing that, Jiang Nian was left hanging.

She did have a point.

Right now he was just bullying a young Boss Xu; give it a few years and she’d be another young multimillionaire.

"Yeah, we haven’t even graduated yet." Song Xiyun chimed in, "Talking about ’settling down’ is a bit early."

"Uh, what I meant was," Jiang Nian glanced at the two girls, "I’m confident I can settle down right after graduation."

"So I’m just giving you two a heads-up in advance."

Qianqian: "..."

"You planning to rob a bank?"

"Rob bride prices."

"Apartments in Shanghai cost ten, twenty million," Song Xiyun said. "You’d have to rob fifty bride prices."

The moment she said it, she froze. She couldn’t quite believe it herself, so she lowered her head and did the math again.

It was a little bit of dark humor.

"Stop talking nonsense," Qianqian gave him a sideways look. "Where are you going to get that much money?"

"Don’t tell me you’re going to...?"

"Yeah."

Jiang Nian spoke slowly, lifting his eyes, "I’m planning to find the right opportunity to sell Banyu."

Same old topic.

Before this, the two girls had been against it. Starting a business wasn’t easy, and the success rate was lower than getting into Qingbei.

"Why?"

"You can see the end from here. There’s basically no personal life," Jiang Nian said. "I’m flying to Yuhang three or four times a month."

"And I’m not going to settle down in Yuhang in the future."

At that, Qianqian instead said,

"After we graduate, if there’s a chance, it’d be fine to stay in Yuhang for a few years. As long as you don’t mess around....."

Song Xiyun nodded too, showing she agreed.

"Yeah."

Jiang Nian didn’t rush to argue. He just stared at the two of them for a while. Then he suddenly smiled and grabbed their hands.

"Relax, I know what I’m doing."

In that instant, both girls felt a bit uneasy. Like something buried in the ground had suddenly been yanked out by the roots.

In the blazing sunlight, the clods of dirt shook loose and pattered down.

"Mm."

"Mm."

Jiang Nian let go without making a big show of it, and changed the subject. "I set up an investment company. Better margins."

"You sure about it?"

"Yeah."

"We’re still doing the group order custom JK uniforms," Song Xiyun said. "Recently it’s been neither hot nor cold."

"That’s a good thing. You can’t become a big fat guy in one bite."

"Pah!"

"You’re the fat one." Qianqian spat at him. "You’re the one who’s the most aggressive, yet you keep telling us to be steady."

"Exactly." Song Xiyun chimed in.

The two girls took turns "attacking" Jiang Nian, and in between they discussed the Shanghai pie he’d drawn for them.

When you’re young, it’s not called selling dreams; it’s called sketching a blueprint.

Night fell.

Since the atmosphere during the day had been so harmonious, things at night were even more harmonious. They kept their tacit understanding, but were even more invested than before.

He didn’t know if it was his imagination, but they were even less restrained.

In any case, Jiang Nian had a great time. No need to tiptoe around—he went all out until he’d had his fill.

....

Beihua University.

Yu Zhiyi came back from the library and glanced at her phone. Then she grabbed her roommate and handed her things over.

"Xiaoyu, help me take this back to the dorm."

"Thanks!"

Her roommate looked completely baffled as she took the slightly heavy bag. "It’s almost six, where are you going?"

"Outside, a friend is looking for me."

"Your boyfriend?"

Hearing that, Yu Zhiyi froze for a moment, then squeezed out a smile. "Mm-hmm, I’m heading out first."

"Oh, oh."

The roommate watched Yu Zhiyi’s back as she walked away and muttered, "She’s not even putting on makeup, must really be meeting her boyfriend."

Outside the campus, Jiang Nian was bored out of his mind.

He was waiting in the car, scrolling through his phone. At the same time, he was engaged in a battle of wits with Wang Yuhe.

Last time, the fact that he’d gone out with Chen Yunyun had already been exposed—or more like, he’d never planned to hide it from her.

As expected, Wang Yuhe was unhappy about it, and Jiang Nian was trying to calm her down.

"You two went out to have fun behind my back!"

"Oh."

"You’re not the least bit ashamed!" Wang Yuhe kept firing off sticker after sticker; it was a pain scrolling through the chat.

"Ashamed of what?"

Jiang Nian deliberately went Fishing. "Didn’t I already say it? If you’re not happy, I can take you out to have fun too."

"No. I’m not going out alone with you."

"Why not?"

"Just don’t wanna!" Wang Yuhe was putting her smarts to work. "But the three of us can go together."

"No." Jiang Nian refused.

Wang Yuhe: "(angry)(angry)!!! Why!"

Jiang Nian: "Just no."

The two of them were being ridiculously childish, going back and forth for over three hundred messages. And that didn’t even include the stickers.

Click, the car door was pulled open.

Yu Zhiyi pressed her lips together, happily slid into the passenger seat, then immediately threw herself into Jiang Nian’s arms.

"You came to see me!"

Jiang Nian put down his phone, feeling the soft bounce in his arms. His palm landed on her waist as he answered casually,

"Do I not come often enough?"

In truth, he pretty much stopped by to see Yu Zhiyi whenever he passed through. They’d stroll around, or grab a meal together or something.

"But you only stay for a little while." Yu Zhiyi was thin-skinned too, but right now she didn’t care whether anyone was walking by.

Like a snake, she coiled herself around Jiang Nian. With that soft waist and full chest, she really was like a beautiful snake.

"So this time, what time are you going back?"

"I’m not going back." Jiang Nian smacked her butt hard. "We’ll go to a hotel for a late-night snack later."

Yu Zhiyi: "...."

Once she heard that, she knew there was no way. After all, she was a student at a top university; she still had a brain.

"Liar! You never do anything at a hotel!"

"Hm?"

"You’ve gotten smarter?"

"Tch, you just have to observe." Yu Zhiyi pursed her lips. "When it’s far, you usually just swing by on your way."

"Should’ve studied harder for the college entrance exam then," Jiang Nian said, totally unfazed.

"You!!!"

Yu Zhiyi was about to explode, her chest heaving wildly like it was about to burst right out of her clothes.

This guy was still the same—always had to say hurtful things!

"Hey, this is the car," Jiang Nian grabbed hold of the increasingly worked-up Yu Zhiyi. "Wait, what are you doing?"

"Getting back at you!" Yu Zhiyi said viciously.

In reality, she was just putting on a show. She knew that if it wasn’t at a hotel, Jiang Nian wouldn’t do anything. And he definitely wouldn’t in the car either.

So that actually became her confidence. She could bare her fangs and claws without worrying about being pinned down on the spot for "summary execution."

"Come on..." Even Jiang Nian was embarrassed now. This was right outside the campus; she really wasn’t afraid of someone filming them?