Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

"Really?" Xie Zhihao also leaned over.

The sunlight shone on the steps outside the store, turning the shadows into short blobs.

"I... I won..." Xu Yuanshan's voice trembled as he held up a gold card high in his hand, "Wow! I won!"

"Dark Night Rose!!"

Brother Xu danced in place, so excited he was panting. He even started twisting, a bit overly uninhibited.

Jiang Nian: "?"

He looked at Xu Shuang and cast a concerned and questioning glance.

As if to ask, is your son usually like this?

Quite a show-off.

Xu Shuang silently turned his head and looked at the bustling pedestrian street. He seemed indifferent, but his ears turned slightly red.

Xie Zhihao was used to it; geniuses having quirks is normal.

He can't outperform him in tests, can't out-sweeten him either.

No matter.

"Alright, if you think it's fine then..." Jiang Nian made a money-counting gesture, "Settle the hard work fee for organizing manually."

Actually, there weren't any organizing fees.

Jiang Nian said this just to prevent any disputes.

It's like a homeowner hiring a locksmith; if the lock's opened in three seconds, the homeowner starts second-guessing.

So simple, is it necessary to pay so much, this money is too easy to make!

No, gotta haggle a bit!

In the same way, if Jiang Nian made it sound too easy. If the other party felt unbalanced, there'd inevitably be some trouble.

Never test human nature.

Jiang Nian mentioning organizing showed that the process involved more than just him. The psychological pressure on the other party increased, try shirking the payment?

Your shadow will shrink!

Sure enough, Xu Yuanshan was very satisfied with the service. He even felt it was worth the money, wanting to tip an extra two hundred, which Jiang Nian refused.

"We agreed on a thousand, so a thousand it is."

Hearing this, Xu Yuanshan's face showed even more admiration.

"Principled, next time...."

"Let's talk next time, this time was just a coincidence." Jiang Nian bluffed, "Just happened to have this opportunity, I'm just making some errand money."

Xie Zhihao started feeling uncomfortable again, having principles is a plus.

He'd rather Jiang Nian take a small advantage like before, accepting Xu Yuanshan's extra two hundred, solidifying a negative image.

"Alright, I'm leaving." Jiang Nian heard the system prompt task completion, turned and prepared to leave, suddenly bumping into several people.

"What a coincidence, you're here too?" Lv Xuan looked shocked.

"Are you damn following me?" Jiang Nian quickened his steps, lowered his voice, pointed at her, "Train molester."

"I don't play that game much." Lv Xuan shook her head.

"You too..." Jiang Nian hesitated, "I'm a cloud player, but if you really have any to give me, because I'm a student."

While the two were whispering closely on the side, Xie Zhihao suddenly woke up.

Damn, who is this girl now?

He looked at Jiang Nian with a complex expression, thinking how peculiar this guy was, how does he know all these pretty girls?

And they seem to have a good relationship.

"By the way, what are you doing here?" Lv Xuan glanced at Xu Shuang not far away, frowned, "You're not being faithful."

Jiang Nian was embarrassed, "You play too many weird games, don't you?"

"I know a bit about Warhammer too, but that's not the point." Lv Xuan lowered her voice, "What's going on with you?"

"It's none of your business, so many questions." Jiang Nian was speechless, pointing at her, "Behave, understand?"

"You're really dead!!"

Hearing that girl's curse, Xie Zhihao went silent. How many people has this guy, after all, pissed off?

Jiang Nian never explained, couldn't be bothered to listen.

With ten thousand bucks smilingly in the account, he found a noodle shop and ate a few bites. Chest filled with grand spirit, then went up to the classroom.

No matter how much you earn, you still have to finish the test papers.

The classroom was empty, desks either old or new. With a gust of wind, only the sound of flipping sheets filled the air, oddly reassuring.

Jiang Nian sat down, put his phone into the drawer. Took out the folded test papers, and started writing from the beginning, one sheet at a time.

....

"Where are you?"

"In the classroom." Jiang Nian replied to a message from Chen Yunyun asking where he was, adding a line, "Doing test papers."

After a few seconds, Chen Yunyun replied.

"We're at the house near the West Gate, will come over after washing my hair. About twenty minutes later, need me to bring anything?"

"Sprite."

Chen Yunyun: "Okay."

Jiang Nian put down his phone, thinking that it's nice to be on someone's mind.

Zhang Ningzhi is probably taking a nap, academic achievers have regular schedules. Unless there's anything special, they rest by habit.

Once a week for a good sleep, also not easy.

The class monitor posted a photo of a yellow duck plush at noon, seemingly from a mall, no messages after that.

The golden six hours, almost everyone is resting.

Of course, a few mischievous ones choose to date. Cuddled up in milk tea shops hugging and kissing, or by the riverside for more daring activities.

Outdoor activities, Jiang Nian also liked.

But unfortunately, it's just a thought.

Xu Qianqian sent him a red envelope, with only sixty-six cents inside. Then sent an expressionless emoji, adding.

"Lost to Xiyun in the game, just giving it to you."

Jiang Nian was speechless too, privately messaged Song Xiyun to ask.

"What game are you guys playing?"

"Box-pushing." Song Xiyun replied instantly, sent a photo of the living room, "Game on the TV, I play it often."

He suddenly remembered, Song Xiyun seemed to love gaming. But since their phone wasn't good enough, they couldn't play games and had to study instead.

Just shows, geniuses are pretty outrageous.

Jiang Nian thought for a moment, then sent Song Xiyun a message.

"Buy me a Sprite."

[Transfer 3 yuan]

Nice, quite generous.

Hadn't asked in a while how her mom's work was going. But asking himself felt awkward, now is not the right time.

Forget it, I'll ask her in person next time.

About half an hour later, the sound of soft footsteps came from the classroom door.