Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 292 - 256: Slurp One Mouthful and You Won’t Go to Hell

Chapter 292: Chapter 256: Slurp One Mouthful and You Won’t Go to Hell

At the fork in the road below Building D

"See you later then." Jiang Nian waved.

They had met at least twice now, so the tone was pretty familiar.

"Senior, are you going to eat now?"

Even though she knew Jiang Nian didn’t like being called "senior," she really didn’t know what else to call him. She couldn’t just use his name; they weren’t that close yet.

So, for now, she had to settle for this.

"What is it?"

"I’m kind of hungry too, and I want to go." Lin Yuxi flashed a bright smile, playing a little trick, "So, could you take me with you?"

If it were someone else, maybe they would have agreed.

A cute freshman, pure as can be, who wouldn’t be tempted?

Jiang Nian just thought for a moment, pointed at her, and spoke.

"What you’re doing is leaving early, which violates school rules. I’ll report you later."

Lin Yuxi was stunned, running into a snitch.

"You..."

Seeing Jiang Nian about to leave, she panicked.

She grabbed Jiang Nian and blurted out.

"I... I have questions I don’t understand, and I want to ask the senior for help on QQ."

"Let go, I’ll recommend our homeroom teacher’s WeChat to you." Jiang Nian said seriously, "One must first establish virtue, and our homeroom teacher is a very virtuous person."

"Whatever you don’t get, just ask him."

Lin Yuxi had nothing in common with the old stick; she was part of the beauty club. Simply put, she liked handsome guys and didn’t like talking to middle-aged men.

Because she read too many romance novels in junior high, she worked hard to get into high school. But her real goal was to legitimately start a school romance and fall into love’s embrace.

As long as she could date a cool school bully, a gentle senior, or a cold top student, she didn’t mind aiming for a top-tier university at all.

Just thinking of being tilted by a cool senior under her chin, pressed into a deserted corner for a passionate kiss. His eyes dark, voice husky, nibbling at her lips.

"Baby, you’re killing me."

How exciting would that be!

Thinking of this, she coughed and said in a pinched voice.

"Can I add you on QQ, senior?"

Jiang Nian looked at her flawless face, dazed for a few seconds.

"Keep dreaming, low-score kid."

With that, he turned and left.

In the sunlight, Lin Yuxi cried. She had thought high school romance would be full of hurdles, possibly being misunderstood by classmates, called in by teachers, and criticized by parents.

For this, she made full mental preparations.

Yet she hadn’t expected the very first barrier to her romance would be... grades.

The boomerang of reading novels instead of studying in junior high, years later, came back with a rush, hitting her squarely.

Low score... low-score kid! Boo hoo!!

.....

Yuan Zhengchuan was just a bit rash, not a fool.

Even when Ji Jiayu said not to follow, he instinctively trailed behind her. Just maintaining a few meters’ distance to avoid alarming her.

He initially thought Ji Jiayu wanted to stroll in the grove or walk at the open-air parking lot behind it.

That would be good, as he could approach and talk.

Yet unexpectedly, she went into the cafeteria.

Yuan Zhengchuan was incredulous, wasn’t there no beef dish?

People rely on a straw to get by, and once the last hope vanishes, along with it goes any remaining sanity, plunging into madness.

Now he was somewhat like a Berserker, the more he thought, the angrier he got.

Was he wrong?

Where did he go wrong? It’s always been like this; sometimes you have to look for reasons within yourself.

Ji Jiayu is often flirting around; isn’t she at fault too?

If he hadn’t asked for a breakup, who knows how many green hats he’d be wearing!

Thinking of this, an enraged Yuan Zhengchuan barged in.

Upon entering the cafeteria, he almost blacked out.

Only two people were eating inside, who else but Ji Jiayu and Jiang Nian?

Seriously?? Slandering me!

By the window, Jiang Nian was eating while playing on his phone.

"Where’s your ’husband’?"

A shocking entrance made Ji Jiayu nearly faint.

"Your ’husband’!"

"Isn’t he your ’husband’?" Jiang Nian looked puzzled, attacking and defending, "It’s not just me who thinks so."

Hearing this, Ji Jiayu was speechless and asked.

"I didn’t do anything, do I need to avoid suspicion just eating?"

"Won’t it hurt him?" Jiang Nian asked.

"Can you not mention him!" Ji Jiayu, exasperated, put down her chopsticks, "It’s not like I eat with you every day; we just happened to run into each other."

"Oh, oh, you don’t have to tell me, I’m not your boyfriend anyway."

Jiang Nian’s skillful conversational jabs left Ji Jiayu dizzy.

She was at a loss for words,

but also wanted to say more.

Jiang Nian, meanwhile, felt nothing, since it really was just a coincidence.

If you’re in the same class, avoid suspicion; if you have a boyfriend, avoid a bit more; if you’re single, well...

It depends on your mood. If you’re feeling neutral, then you can’t be bothered to avoid it.

Perfectly timed, the main party appeared.

Yuan Zhengchuan stood in the aisle, glaring at the two with fury. His eyes menacing, as if ready to devour them, fixated on Ji Jiayu.

Why wasn’t he glaring at Jiang Nian?

Primarily because Yuan Zhengchuan had just witnessed him with that freshman girl under Building D, thinking the blame should be "equally shared" between the "cheating couple."

Of course, he wasn’t stupid enough to say that.

But driven by anger and a simplistic view of love, in a fit of unbearable rage, he questioned his ex-girlfriend.

"Weren’t you going for a walk?"

"Is it any of your business?" Ji Jiayu was also annoyed, "What are you to me, that I have to report everything to you? What connection do we have?"

Jiang Nian continued to eat.

Yuan Zhengchuan got a bit anxious, blurting without thinking.

"Are you that desperate for a man after we broke up?"

Jiang Nian continued eating.

Ji Jiayu was genuinely angry; if Jiang Nian weren’t there, she might have thrown her chopsticks at Yuan Zhengchuan’s face.

Fury rose to its peak, yet turned to calm instead.

"If you’re hungry, go get some food and join us." She glanced at Yuan Zhengchuan, "I need to head back to class and work on some problems later."

With only eight minutes left till the lunch break, a whistle sounded outside the cafeteria, signaling the end of a PE class.

This meant in two minutes, the cafeteria would soon be flooded with students.

Having being warned by Ji Ming, the grade head, Ji Jiayu didn’t want another scene and sought some dignity.

"Could you stop standing there, please?"

Jiang Nian was still focused on his meal, forgetting everything around him, becoming a bit "Wang Yuhe-like."

"Okay."

And so, two facing each other turned into three at the same table.

Yuan Zhengchuan sat beside Ji Jiayu; no one talked, each just eating silently.

Ji Jiayu finished first, showing no intention of waiting. She promptly got up and nodded at Jiang Nian.

"I can’t eat anymore, I’m leaving."

"Mhm." Jiang Nian mumbled back.

Jiang Nian hadn’t finished eating, unbothered by anyone’s presence. Even with a task pending on the system screen, he wasn’t in a rush; eating was a necessity.

After Ji Jiayu left, Yuan Zhengchuan also calmed down.

Still, for some reason, he felt compelled to ask Jiang Nian.

"You guys..."

Jiang Nian didn’t answer, silence blanketed the air. Then, after two minutes, he put down his chopsticks, got up with his tray, and left.

On the way back to the third-year building, he glanced at the time before going upstairs.

Two minutes left till class.

Just as Jiang Nian raised his head to proceed, someone emerged from the stair’s corner between the first and second floors. With just a glance, he recognized who it was.

Ji Jiayu stood above, waiting for Jiang Nian to climb up, and quietly said.

"Thank you."

"Thanks for what?" Jiang Nian remained indifferent.

Ji Jiayu shook her head, "I don’t know, just thank you."

She knew Jiang Nian wouldn’t spread the story about the cafeteria incident. As for what she was thankful for...

Perhaps for preserving her self-esteem?

But for someone who had a public breakup, would they really care about such things?

Ji Jiayu herself didn’t know, instinctively she felt she shouldn’t mind. Yet, her gratitude toward Jiang Nian was genuine.

Not just because Jiang Nian wouldn’t talk about her embarrassing moments, but more so for his silence.

After a brief post-analysis, Ji Jiayu concluded in that cafeteria scenario, Jiang Nian’s silence was more effective than saying anything.

So, she passively owed Jiang Nian a favor.

.....

The school bell rang for the end of class.

"Classmates, it’s time for break..."

Third-floor corridor.

Jiang Nian leaned against the hallway, occasionally glancing toward the fourth class’s classroom nearby.

What’s with the delays?

Are extended classes part of the fourth class’s culture? Every time I come, they drag it out. Teachers like Qingbao, who don’t delay, are getting scarce.

12:07, a duration even Jiang Nian found ridiculous.

Even as the classroom speakers were playing drowning prevention safety reminders, the fourth class’s math teacher carried on teaching over the loudspeaker.

09, finally the fourth class was dismissed.

In the crowd flowing out, Jiang Nian reached out and precisely grabbed Xu Qianqian.

"Wait a moment!"

Xu Qianqian was startled, still holding Song Xiyun’s hand, and turned around.

"Jiang Nian! Are you crazy?"

"Not crazy, just asking you to bring me a drink upstairs." Jiang Nian stated directly, "Hurry, once you’re done eating, I’ll come to your class to get it."

"Have you eaten?" Xu Qianqian was surprised.

"Psychological lecture."

"Oh, makes sense, that suits you," Xu Qianqian said, but quickly refused, "I can’t, Xiyun and I are going out for lunch."

"What are you eating?" Jiang Nian casually looked at Song Xiyun.

Song Xiyun, who had been zoning out by the side, was suddenly stared at by the Great Demon King, feeling a chill down her spine.

"N-n-noodles."

Terrifying, what’s with this person’s gaze?

"Noodles, seriously? Fine." Jiang Nian moved aside, signaling they could leave, "You go, I’ll head up first."

"Psh, mysterious as always." Xu Qianqian pulled Song Xiyun into the crowd on the stairs.

Meanwhile, Jiang Nian squeezed his way upstairs against the flow.

As he went, he opened the task panel on the system, where it showed the task was complete. 300 RMB successfully received, feeling light as a feather, he felt nothing.

Wading through sunlit and crowded corridors, Jiang Nian returned to the classroom.

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