Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Besides that, he glanced at his skills.

A few skill panels showed [Prize Draw] and [Validation] still on cooldown. [Fishing] made him chuckle, as it was useless.

The most commonly used were still [Accuracy] and [Healing].

Jiang Nian scrolled through the panel with his fingers, pondering for a while. He guessed there should be more skills to unlock later on.

As for the rest, all system tasks were completed.

However, there was one reward he hadn't opened, regarding early memories. Opening it would put him to sleep, unsuitable for outside.

He planned to open it before going to bed after the evening study session.

Avoiding misunderstandings in the class, falling asleep elsewhere wouldn't be as scary. In senior year, it might look like sudden death.

"Dude, how did you die?"

"Poke him, call 120."

It wasn't that Jiang Nian couldn't afford the ambulance fee, after all, this wasn't Gotham, which required lifelong payments with tearful cries.

Just, he really couldn't afford to die, thanks.

Opening his eyes, Xu Shao, Little Song, Zhizhi, the class president, and Chen Yunyun were all by his bedside, a group of five beautiful girls.

So blissful, right?

Mistakenly, he probably would be so overwhelmed by this reality, he dared not open his eyes, hoping it was an illusion.

"Ah, why's there a chainsaw sound in the hospital?"

"Where's my leg?"

Honestly, that would be worse than death.

After half an hour.

Tao Ran stood up from his seat, turned to look at the noisy classroom. After some thought, he simply walked to the platform to collect the test papers.

"Ahem, pass up your answer sheets from the back."

After Jiang Nian passed his answer sheet, he reluctantly glanced at Li Qingrong. He hadn't found an opportunity that evening, neither holding her hand nor seeing her essay.

No giggling.

Hiding an opinion piece, ridiculous!

"Hmm?" Li Qingrong lowered her head to pack her things, turned to give him a puzzled look, "What's up?"

"No... nothing." Jiang Nian waved his hand, couldn't exactly say he wanted to touch her leg, "With the seat change, we're quite far apart."

Li Qingrong's eyes dimmed slightly at his words.

"Yeah."

.....

The last session of evening study.

Li Qingrong sat in the middle of the first row of the third group, with the blackboard and sanitary corner in front of her.

There wasn't really any unpleasant smell, since the winter classroom odor was enough to completely impair one's sense of smell.

Even if there were a smell, you wouldn't notice it.

Having just finished a weekly language test, the classroom was bustling.

In front of her desk was emptiness, and Li Qingrong felt slightly dazed. A rubber duck on the table looked a bit comical.

Most of the time, the two sat in front and behind each other. Suddenly separated, a strange feeling welled up, a bit hard to get used to.

"Class president, what's the matter?" Nie Qiqi leaned over from behind, her infatuated face almost pressing against Li Qingrong's.

"Nothing." Li Qingrong dodged.

The cowardly smiling tiger wasn't happy, yet talked with extreme flattery. Her demeanor resembled a sly fox.

In this class, the person she liked the most was Li Qingrong.

The least liked was Jiang Nian, each meeting making her clench her fists. But she never dared to strike heavily, because she was a timid smiling tiger.

Disgusting, girls.

Boycott male green tea, feeling physically repulsed, everyone.

"Class president, is it uncomfortable to sit here?" Nie Qiqi offered advice, "You can sit with me?"

"So, do you want to swap seats?"

At this moment, Nie Qiqi showed a smile similar to Anya's. Even if things didn't go as planned, her mind had already started wildly fantasizing.

Li Qingrong: "Not swapping."

"Huh?" Nie Qiqi looked puzzled.

Just smiling, she instantly turned into Tian Xiaocao. She looked at the class president, pursed her lips, eventually squeezing out a sentence.

"Why not?"

There was a reason, but Li Qingrong just shook her head.

"Nothing."

After speaking, she turned her head. She picked up a pen, preparing to do her homework to pass the time, yet couldn't start for a while, something felt off.

Eventually, Li Qingrong's gaze fell on the duck on the desk.

She reached out, touched the duck's head.

That's better.

Back row of the second group.

"Wow, the back row is so spacious!" Li Hua slouched back in his chair against the wall, "No wind hitting me, no one bumping into me."

"Bumpkin." Ma Guojun sneered.

He sat in the last row of the third group, where Li Hua mentioned, a spot often bumped.

The Fruit Armor Team trio remained in the back of the classroom, in the same row.

Suddenly, Yu Zhiyi approached with a cup to fetch water. Ma Guojun quickly made way, pulled his chair in.

"Thanks." Yu Zhiyi pursed her lips.

"Ahem." The chubby boy adjusted his black-rimmed glasses with his middle finger, unsure of how to respond.

One Yu in action, two guys nervous.

Li Hua, this guy, sometimes posed with a pen. Pretending to be pensive, finally knocking Jiang Nian down.

"You bastard!"

Jiang Nian was happily checking his test paper, waiting to have Zhang Ningzhi correct it, when he was suddenly headlocked and knocked down.

He was dumbfounded, filled with question marks.

"Hmm?"

During the struggle, Jiang Nian caught sight of the rather powerful Yu Tuntun. He instantly became less composed, couldn't help but curse.

"Shit! Li Hua, are you even human?"

Brotherly love or love for women, brotherly love or love for women?

Women!

So damn real.

After filling her water, Yu Zhiyi glanced at Li Hua and the others. Her eyes curved, she covered her mouth and chuckled.

"Haha, you guys are really interesting."

Li Hua immediately scratched his head, continued to tussle with Jiang Nian.

"Jiang Nian normally doesn't treat people like people!"

Only to say, it's pretty much the opposite of heavenly.

Jiang Nian struggled for a while, subduing Li Hua. He felt even more stressed, couldn't help attacking Yu Zhiyi.

"You get out of here too, stop lingering, go away after filling your water."

"Tch." Yu Zhiyi turned and left tap-tap-tap.

As the carrot walked away, Li Hua's stubborn energy vanished. He sat in his place, scratching his head embarrassedly.

Jiang Nian pointed at him, but said nothing.

Only to understand.

The advantage of the back row was that it was hidden enough.

With Li Hua covering him on the left, and the rear obscured, Jiang Nian could touch Zhang Ningzhi's leg without worry.

Occasionally sneaking attacks.

Saying "touch," it was just a light graze.

Zhang Ningzhi would immediately puff up like a pufferfish, angrily batting his hand away. Then she'd frown at him, scolding him.

"If you keep... I won't talk to you anymore."

"Oh." Jiang Nian nodded, apologizing without changing.

.....

Before school ends.

Jiang Nian watched Yao Beibei pack her bag three minutes early, then walk to the last row, sharing a chair with Zhang Ningzhi.

His gaze shifted down, poor Zhizhi had half her butt hanging in the air.

"Need a chair?"

"No!" Zhang Ningzhi's face turned slightly red, thinking what was he looking at, wasn't it obviously saying she was hogging space?

"Oh, you might fall."

"Still no!"

"Oh, you could actually..." Jiang Nian said halfway, writing on a scratch paper, "[Sit on my lap]."

Zhang Ningzhi's fist tightened, she gave him a punch.

"Even more no!"

Then she too picked up a pen and, after the five words Jiang Nian wrote, boldly added two more, [Pervert]!

To be fair, he was a pervert.

In the last minute, Jiang Nian packed his bag. Having nothing to do, he glanced around, meeting Yao Beibei's eyes.

He gave her a questioning look, intending to ask if things were going smoothly?

Yao Beibei's parents argued without divorcing, dragging her to judge. A highly educated family, these acts seemed unreasonable.

Only thunder, no rain, it was a joke.

Jiang Nian gave her advice to run off to Zhang Ningzhi's house, let them argue alone for a few days.

Without an audience, conflicts wouldn't escalate.

Really never considered divorce?

[Validation]said so, the system was rather precise in this aspect.

Yao Beibei nodded, then shook her head. Leaving Jiang Nian puzzled, unsure of her meaning.

The evening study bell rang.

Whoosh, a group stood up.

Jiang Nian didn't want to lag behind, quickly squeezed through the classroom door. As the crowd moved down, he met Xu Qianqian's eyes on the third floor.

"Go?"

"Yeah."