Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

The next day.

Jiang Nian opened his eyes, didn't even look at his phone, and got up directly by pulling off the blanket.

That's absolute trust in his biological clock.

While brushing his teeth, he glanced at his phone.

Five o'clock.

Oh my god!

He spat out a mouthful of foam, glanced outside the window, and then at his half-brushed teeth, suddenly froze.

So, after washing up, he reviewed a few exam papers before going out.

"Perhaps it's really necessary to hang a calligraphy piece of 'Heaven rewards diligence' at home," Jiang Nian mumbled to himself while going downstairs.

At dawn, he yawned.

With so many friends lately, he almost has to reply to messages every day. Unless it's something urgent, he usually replies to them all before bed.

Yesterday, Xu Qianqian said something and then vanished like a hamster.

To this, Jiang Nian wasn't in a rush.

Xu Qianqian has a thin skin and a sharp tongue, she'd get mad if hurried. Even if full of determination, she couldn't withstand his relentless persistence.

Anyway, there's still plenty of opportunities.

In front of the bun shop.

Jiang Nian exchanged a glance with the owner, then walked openly towards the neighboring pancake shop right in front of him.

Sorry, I'm tired of buns.

The owner had a numb look in his eyes, already used to it. Out of the corner of his eye, seeing a regular customer, he immediately perked up and greeted them with a smile.

"What kind of bun would you like?"

Zhou Haifei looked up, then lowered her head under the eager gaze of the owner. She walked towards the pancake shop and stood next to Jiang Nian.

"Is the three yuan one good?"

"Add one more yuan, the four yuan one is even better," Jiang Nian pointed out with the precision of a seasoned expert, identifying the best value pancake.

Hearing this, Zhou Haifei hesitated for a few seconds.

"Okay."

The bun shop owner was dumbfounded, watching the two take their pancakes and leave together, with a light gone from his eyes.

The wound of betrayal never heals!

"The taste of the pancake is really nice," commented Jiang Nian, then asked, "Did you get the prize money yesterday?"

"Mm, six hundred bucks," Zhou Haifei replied.

Jiang Nian stepped into the school, took a bite of the pancake.

"That's pretty impressive."

He took the championship award and left without even noticing who took second place, let alone caring about the results of the girls' group.

"Did you watch my competition?" Zhou Haifei asked curiously.

"No, I guessed," said Jiang Nian, "With two experimental classes squeezing spots, the fact that you could still get money is really (thumbs up).

Hearing this, Zhou Haifei's face showed a slight smile.

"After all, there's money to be earned."

You're all about the money, right? Are you a professional killer?

On the third floor, the two were about to part ways.

"Alright, next time there's an event with prize money, I'll call you," Jiang Nian waved, ready to go upstairs and continue his grind.

"Wait... wait a moment," Zhou Haifei called him.

"Hm?"

"Well... when you're free, and as long as your girlfriend won't misunderstand, I'd like to take you to the school cafeteria for a meal."

Jiang Nian: "?"

What a patch, Qianbao has a successor.

"Is it possible that I don't have a girlfriend?" Jiang Nian raised a finger, "Do friends having a meal have to avoid suspicion too?"

Zhou Haifei thought for a moment, bit her lower lip.

"Even among friends, there can be first come first serve, and... a chaotic scene."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian was surprised.

Sister Feifei is also a foresighted player. Her understanding of friendship is unexpectedly profound, a bit of that simplicity masked by skill.

He scratched his face, "It shouldn't... come to that."

Zhou Haifei looked up, unusually serious.

"I don't want to get beaten."

Indeed, Jiang Nian didn't want to get stabbed either.

It's better to keep the yandere confined to the 2D world, breaking through to the real world would be like a Tomie-level urban legend.

"Alright then, let's arrange a safe time," Jiang Nian nodded, showing his understanding of Feifei's viewpoint.

She doesn't want to get beaten, and he doesn't want to get stabbed.

Although it sounds like cheating, it's actually quite a pure friendship, only the underlying reason is heartwarming.

"How can I contact you?" Zhou Haifei couldn't help but ask.

"Q..." before Jiang Nian saw her take out a keypad phone, he quickly changed his words, "I don't use QQ often, just text me."

Saying this, he gave her his number. Shortly after, a call came in, and he saved it with a note.

"No, you send me a message," Zhou Haifei said cautiously, "I'm afraid of getting caught and unable to explain."

"Sure," Jiang Nian was almost breaking into cold sweat.

Great, with her, there's no worry about getting caught sneaking around. The evasion stats are maxed out, ideal for three people hanging out together.

Jiang Nian ended the fantasy, after all, Feifei was just a side quest in his life.

...

"What's everyone doing so early?"

Li Hua saw a group of people gathered around the whiteboard on the podium and was stunned upon getting closer.

"Whoa, chess?"

"Yeah, who let the dog in?" Jiang Nian turned around, patting Liu Yang on the shoulder, "What's the security office number of our school?"

"Chi Shi!" Li Hua squeezed in.

"Checkmate!" Lin Dong was in a killing move.

Tao Ran looked up at the ceiling, thought for a moment, then directly closed the interface.

"Something's not right, not playing anymore."

"What the heck?"

Li Hua, injured again, returned to his seat with a sulky face.

"A bunch of rookies."

"Hua, so vengeful?" Jiang Nian also returned to his seat, looked around, and found that Zhang Ningzhi and the class monitor hadn't arrived yet.

He had spent the entire morning dealing with test papers. To avoid being labeled as an exam maniac, he had just blended in, watching the commotion a bit.

One could say, the "Qing" flavor around him was getting stronger.

Just didn't know how to repay Qingbao, if it were old Liu, it would be easier. Upon graduation, send a banner, and he'd beam with joy.

A personal banner isn't as effective, best with an official seal.

"I'm not hateful, just wanna laugh," Li Hua said with a crooked smile, taking out a lady's phone, "Why are you guys playing with the whiteboard now?"