Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 250 - 215: Why Are All the Ministers Silent?

Chapter 250: Chapter 215: Why Are All the Ministers Silent?

When this thought popped into his mind, even Jiang Nian was startled.

It was too bold.

Combining the system’s previous... well, that can’t be called giving, it should be the simulation of various aspects of information to deduce, maybe in college, he really did date Xu Qianqian.

After all, future Jiang Nian isn’t completely worthless; apart from being a bit poor and a bit frivolous, he doesn’t have any major flaws.

He’s not lazy either, at most just frustrated from unrealized ambitions.

How should I put it, failure is actually the norm in life.

Going to a second-tier university and then choosing the wrong path, stumbling a few more years in society before finding your way is normal too.

Before you know it, you hit thirty, and both career and love life fall apart. It’s also common to spend a few years running around hospitals because of an elder’s ill health at home.

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed, and Jiang Nian couldn’t help but fall into deep thought.

If this thought got out, he might as well book a spot in hell first. If the stingy Xu Qianqian found out, she’d definitely flay him.

"I consider you a good friend, and you want to get with me?"

"Die."

Of course, he was just speculating based on Xu Qianqian’s past rainy night bridge scene memory and a series of tasks issued by this dumb system, which might not be entirely correct.

Forget it, why fuss with the dumb system? Just take the money it gives, and complete the tasks as they come.

Xu Qianqian noticed he remained silent the whole way, eyebrows furrowed. Seeing they were almost home, she couldn’t help but ask curiously.

"What are you thinking about?"

"Thinking about women."

"Eww, gross." Xu Qianqian walked quickly to reach the downstairs, turned sideways in the corridor, and said, "For a dream, your imagination is quite rich."

Jiang Nian wanted to say something perverted but stopped just in time.

"By the way, what kind of guys do you like?"

Although he couldn’t possibly aim for a second-tier university now, he wanted to verify. Was there a possibility that Xu Qianqian would date him, a second-tier university graduate, in college?

"Youth of Second-tier University Never Dream of C9 Childhood Sweetheart", "The Perverted Stuff in My Heart", "As Long as They Look Good, Even a Perverted Childhood Friend Doesn’t Matter".

In the corridor, half of Xu Qianqian’s body fell into the shadow.

It was like a moment of divine and demonic thought.

Because of his sudden question, the fair-skinned and dark-haired Xu Qianqian was flustered.

"Wh... why are you asking this?"

"Just randomly asking." Jiang Nian also stepped into the corridor shadow, "Isn’t this how TV shows always play out? The female protagonist descends into madness, seeing someone important..."

"Someone important? You?" As Xu Qianqian climbed the stairs, the voice-controlled orange light turned on because of their conversation, and their shadows slowly expanded on the wall.

"What?" Jiang Nian rambling nonsense, "Whenever those villainous bosses are about to go on a rampage, aren’t they awakened by something from their childhood?"

"You’re the big villain." Xu Qianqian was speechless.

Step step.

Climbing from the first floor to the third wasn’t too tiring, and their voices weren’t loud.

"It’s not that you’re the villain; it’s just a metaphor." Jiang Nian’s voice was calm, "What if you become a boss lady in some trendy industry in the future?"

"And the opponent launches a business war, threatening you by kidnapping your weakness to betray company secrets."

Hearing this, Xu Qianqian’s footsteps were a bit breathless as she climbed, feeling the scenario getting increasingly unrealistic.

"Who would be the weakness?"

"Who do you think?" Jiang Nian stopped, turned, raised a brow, and asked, "Take a bold guess."

Xu Qianqian also halted, hesitating for a moment.

"It wouldn’t be you, right?"

"What kind of talk is that, what do you mean!"

"To be honest, you don’t count as a weakness." Xu Qianqian pondered for a moment and said, "Strictly speaking, more like a callus or something, fitting your vibe better."

The two habitually bickered and then stopped at their doorstep, each going back to their home.

Jiang Nian concluded he got a result of 0 from Xu Qianqian.

Too stubborn.

Xu Qianqian didn’t answer his question; after closing the door at home, she changed her shoes in the hallway. Passing through the living room, while carrying her bag to her room, she inexplicably smiled.

....

Next day, morning Chinese reading.

In the classroom.

Sun Zhicheng looked a bit dejected, after clearing his browsing history last night. One by one, he bid farewell; it’s common knowledge that once a teacher has been seen, they won’t arouse any desire.

The trouble was, there was a teacher he never loved.

Life is truly full of traps, trying to drag the pure and sunny self down into the water.

Again, a battle ensued.

A shattered soul unable to control the body, leaving only an empty and hollow shell. Searching for a quit group, he instead found full sets of risqué images.

Tails indeed are despicable!

He was in despair, these shadowy deeds were like hidden bugs in the crevices, completely permeating him and controlling his brain.

A sense of guilt overwhelmed him, forcing him to ponder why people resort to doing this.

In the midst of thinking, suddenly Lin Dong uttered a sentence.

"What’s wrong with Wang Yuhe’s right hand?"

Lin Dong noticed Wang Yuhe slightly shaking her hand holding a middle pen while muttering ancient poetry.

At first glance, he thought he saw it wrong, so he looked more closely again.

He vaguely remembered that last night, Wang Yuhe showed off by doing one-armed pull-ups.

Obviously now, what appears effortless on stage, leaves pain behind the scenes at night.

Hearing the commotion, the other team members looked at Wang Yuhe.

Sun Zhicheng was dumbfounded, he had personally witnessed the prowess of the Body Strengthening Queen last night.

Though deeply affected at the time, only now did he faintly realize, kings should take pride in doing pull-ups effortlessly because they are relatively lighter in weight.

He couldn’t help feeling overwhelmed with joy, saying in a tone meant to save face.

"Forcing a pull-up will do this, the muscles in the arms will accumulate loads of lactic acid."

Chen Yunyun covered her face, not sure what to say, as this was truly absurd. However, to be fair, Jiang Nian also couldn’t escape the blame, these two were too childish.

Listening to their chatter, Wang Yuhe couldn’t help but purse her lips.

She, Wang Yuhe, is not weaker than anyone her whole life!

"No, it’s because I accidentally hit my hand when getting out of bed last night. That kind of thing, pull-ups, even injured, I can do ten with my eyes closed."

Sun Zhicheng: "..."

The seat where Yu Zhiyi was wasn’t far from Lin Dong’s group, so she passively overheard their conversation, feeling astounded inside.

Is Wang Yuhe really that formidable?

She wasn’t like this before either, she had witnessed Wang Yuhe carrying water up five flights of stairs in one go.

It’s undeniable that being a bit stronger does have its advantages; you’d never need anyone’s help to carry water.

Speaking of which, Jiang Nian seems even more absurd. How do these people hone such strength, each one having a crazily unreal amount of power, envy-inducing.

She used to like flower boys, those idols who wore makeup prettier than girls. After being pounded by reality, now she finds a bit stronger seems okay too.

At the very least.....

In the sixth group, Zeng You was lying on the desk completely like a dead dog.

Jiang Nian, curious, asked Zeng You’s roommate, Wu Jungu.

"What’s wrong with him?"

Wu Jungu turned his head, wanting to laugh but couldn’t manage, after much contemplation, he started recounting a Fire Shadow-like brief memory, reliving last night’s three a.m.

"Zeng You was reading a novel until three thirty last night, then missed a step on his way to the toilet."

"Whoa, that’s brutal?" Jiang Nian inhaled sharply.

"Is his primary cellphone alright?" Li Hua asked.

"It’s nothing major, he just lay there panting for a few minutes." Wu Jungu also abstracted things up, "His body bent like a shrimp, but essentially we saved him."

Hearing this, Jiang Nian and Li Hua clapped in unison.

"Got referred to another specialist, for sure."

"Indeed, a gynecology master."

After the chat, Jiang Nian worriedly asked again.

"He’s not out of breath, is he?"

Zeng You couldn’t tolerate anymore, got up off the desk, with red eyes turned and said.

"I friggin’ fell on my leg!"

The commotion in the group didn’t affect Emperor Fangfang’s study enthusiasm one bit. For as much as the idiom ’dedicated to one’s study’ could be associated with Huang Fang, it wouldn’t be exaggerated.

Zhang Ningzhi held her small face, as she closed her dictation notebook she sighed silently.

Boys are just too immature.

Lost in her thoughts, a hand stealthily crept along the table leg. Bit by bit it reached under the desk, and with a slip it grabbed around inside her desk compartment.

Acquisition—small box of yogurt.

This thing, Zhang Ningzhi usually brought two small boxes.

Jiang Nian was getting a taste of the buffet, as he tried pulling the yogurt back. Suddenly he felt some mysterious force grabbing the other half, hindering his progress.

He looked down and saw the yogurt caught by Zhang Ningzhi.

"??"

"No." Zhang Ningzhi pouted.

This person spent all morning chatting and laughing with the group leader and Fatty, yet not a word to herself.

What’s worse, he hadn’t greeted her either. Usually, when he arrived at the classroom, he’d say hi; he’s ignoring her on purpose!

Perhaps fed up, treating her like this!

Jiang Nian exerted a bit more force, trying to drag the yogurt over.

"I’ll take a sip and give it back."

"No!" Zhang Ningzhi angrily retorted, using a somewhat greater force pulling the yogurt back a bit, wondering why he only thought of her for snacks?

Jiang Nian wasn’t the talkative type, nor did he snatch the yogurt again.

Releasing his grip, he quickly reached over to grab Zhang Ningzhi’s hand instead, holding it like a piece of jade, quickly going from her wrist to finger.

To be honest, Zhizhi’s hand was fair, tender, and bouncy, quite pleasant to touch.

Even though it was just a momentary touch, so swift it was outrageous. The sensation was real, the little hand slightly plump, not the kind of entirely bony hand.

The finger pad rubbed along, bypassing her palm thenar. As well as the particularly glossy and well-trimmed nails, one could feel that unique tightness of a girl’s skin.

Zhang Ningzhi’s small face blushed, she no longer cared about the yogurt.

The yogurt thus fell into the rascal’s hand.

Jiang Nian delightedly, glanced at Zhang Ningzhi who was bent over the table doing her work. Anyhow, today’s yogurt was in hand, he was overjoyed.

After the morning reading, Jiang Nian and two others went to relieve themselves in the bathroom.

Among the shushing sounds, Li Hua asked curiously, getting a sudden whim.

"Do you guys think girls watch that stuff?"

Ma Guojun glanced at him and unhesitatingly replied.

"Ask Yao Beibei and you’ll know."

Hearing this, Li Hua fell into thought, even forgetting to pull up his pants.

"Yao Beibei... is a girl?"

"Haha, funny, a statement defying belief." Jiang Nian was the first to finish, pointing with his hand, "The lower head guy, you’ll get flagged on Xiaohongshu later."

Coming out of the bathroom, in the hallway outside the classroom.

There were still a few minutes before class started, Li Hua revived the previous topic.

"Why are you all keeping silent, dear fellows?"