Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 110 - 101: Look at Your _2

Chapter 110: Chapter 101: Look at Your _2

"It’s okay, I think Yu Zhiyi is pretty nice," another boy added, "What’s the big deal about dating? There are plenty of relationships at Zhen Nan."

"That’s not right, look at Wu Jungu’s grades this time. It’s strange to say that it has nothing to do with her."

The conversation ended, leaving only Li Hua, Ma Guojun, and Jiang Nian.

At this point, the group’s small talk became bolder, or perhaps only at this point could certain things be said.

"Wu Jungu is totally doomed, mark my words," Ma Guojun said, "Historically, even heroes have fallen for beauties. I feel Yu Zhiyi will eventually play him to death."

"You can’t say it like that, Brother Jun is enjoying it," Li Hua retorted, "If you’re not a fish, how do you know the joy of a fish? Have you ever tried deep philosophy?"

"Have you?"

"Nope."

While speaking, both turned to look at Jiang Nian, as if waiting for his answer.

"Don’t look at me, I haven’t either."

Li Hua and Ma Guojun immediately brightened up, breaking into smiles.

"Good brother, good brother! No betrayal of the group, well done."

Hearing everyone’s comments, Jiang Nian decided to keep a slight distance from Wu Jungu. Originally thinking networking in the same group was good karma, now it seemed a bit unreliable.

Yu Zhiyi seemed to be popular among the boys, Wu Jungu had quite a few rivals.

He even suspected that if Wu Jungu let go, someone would immediately take over.

However, based on the words of Wu Jungu and Ma Guojun, Yu Zhiyi didn’t seem to be a ’little green tea’ like Zhou Yuting; the couple’s relationship was quite steady.

That made things even more peculiar, quite bizarre.

Next time Wu Jungu asks, it’s best to just decline.

Ring ring ring.

Back in class for the third period, as Jiang Nian just sat down, he saw Wu Jungu come in from the classroom door.

Probably went to the office, still concerning the boarding procedures.

Originally, Jiang Nian wanted to give him a heads-up, that boarding might not necessarily help his pudding-like girlfriend.

At most, he could help with hot water in the winter, and walk together to the dorms at night.

Okay, it was probably just to be a hot water-fetching tool and walk around the playground, hence the decisive choice to board.

While Jiang Nian was picking up his textbook, he suddenly felt a poke on his arm.

"What’s up?"

"Is your leg okay? It looked like you bumped it," Zhang Ningzhi asked softly, seemingly having prepared her question in advance, "Could you... roll up your pant leg so I can take a look?"

The biology teacher Zhong Qing hadn’t arrived, and although Jiang Nian initially thought to just brush it off, seeing Zhang Ningzhi genuinely worried, he hesitated and decided to speak normally.

"It’s not a big deal, I checked it in the bathroom, a bone was sticking out, but I pushed it back."

Zhang Ningzhi: "Huh?"

"It means there’s nothing wrong."

"Oh, oh." Zhang Ningzhi turned away, attended half the class, and then suddenly poked Jiang Nian with a pen, carefully handing him a rolled-up note.

Jiang Nian opened it and saw, [Let me see.]

Huh? You’re being a bit persistent, Zhizhi baby.

He wrote back on the note and returned it to her.

[I’m wearing black tights.]

Zhang Ningzhi was stunned for a while, nearly fainting.

Then she realized Jiang Nian was teasing her and couldn’t help but purse her lips, thinking and writing something back before handing it to him again.

[What would it take to let me see?!!]

She even added several exclamation marks at the end to convey her emotion.

However, Jiang Nian only added four words on the paper before returning it to her.

[Let me see yours.]

When Zhang Ningzhi unfolded it, her face turned as red as an overly ripe apple, and she lay down without saying a word.

Jiang Nian didn’t care; his leg was fine.

If it were swollen, he’d suck in a breath of cold air, which clearly hadn’t happened.

Ring ring ring, as the third period ended, Jiang Nian planned to go take care of business.

Just as he was about to stand up, Zhang Ningzhi on his left gently tugged at him.

"Hmm?"

Zhang Ningzhi didn’t speak; she lifted the school pants under the desk, revealing her smooth, fair calf.

The bone resembled a jade pillar, slender and well-shaped, with delicate ankles.

Jiang Nian was momentarily caught off guard, his gaze sticking to Zhang Ningzhi’s calf.

He couldn’t help but think about how soft and warm her feet would be in her shoes, like tender and glutinous rice.

Oh no, this is bad.

Why bring this upon oneself?

Unfortunately, Zhang Ningzhi quickly pulled the loose pant leg down, then looked at him expectantly, as if to say... keep your promise, let me see it quickly.

Jiang Nian had no choice; he stood up and rolled up his pant leg to show his hairy leg.

Zhang Ningzhi glanced closely and immediately turned her head.

After school, Jiang Nian rarely ran into Song Xiyun. After collecting the one-yuan-a-day debt from her over the past few days, he generously treated her to a meal at the cafeteria.

"Where’s Xu Qianqian? Why isn’t she with you?"

The cafeteria was bustling with students, but no one seemed to notice the two having lunch in a corner.

Song Xiyun pouted, took a big bite of a drumstick, and mumbled.

"Her old best friend asked her out for lunch outside, and I didn’t want to feel awkward, so I didn’t go."

"Awkward?" Jiang Nian was puzzled.

"Hmph, even if I tell you, you wouldn’t understand," Song Xiyun put down her chopsticks, raised two fingers, and said with a serious face, "It’s like being childhood sweethearts and a vixen."

"Oh, oh, you’re the vixen," Jiang Nian suddenly understood and laughed, "If you said it like this earlier, I would’ve gotten it."

"You’re the vixen!" Song Xiyun was slightly flustered, "Her... her old best friend found someone else first, so you can’t blame me for taking advantage of the situation."

"Oh~ Experienced vixen, impressive," he praised.

"Stop talking nonsense!"

"Getting upset?"

Song Xiyun was so angry that she bared her teeth and grabbed a small piece of crispy meat from Jiang Nian’s plate with her chopsticks, stuffing it into her mouth in indignation while mumbling accusations.

"You... you’re slandering me!"

Jiang Nian stroked his chin, not in a hurry to eat.

"How’s your mom’s work?"

"Um... it’s okay, she’s getting more and more clients," Song Xiyun answered somewhat shyly; she never forgot that Jiang Nian was someone who could spend ten thousand yuan on a membership card and courses.

Despite being the same age, talking about family with him always gave a slight sense of inferiority.

"Those ten thousand two hundred and thirty yuan you spent on the card and courses... I remember them. After the college entrance exam, I’ll do a summer job to pay you back."

"Huh? Then wouldn’t it mean I got the gym card and courses for free?" Jiang Nian wasn’t in a hurry to reject her idea; repaying was just her way of preserving her dignity.

"How about this, let’s make it a 10% repayment, one thousand two hundred and thirty, how does that sound?"

"Ten percent is too little, let’s make it fifty percent," Song Xiyun whispered.

"Fifty percent is too much, I’m not someone who likes to take advantage of others," Jiang Nian seriously argued with her, "Can you accept 10%? If you can’t, then I won’t take anything at all."

Song Xiyun hesitated for a few seconds and nodded.

"Okay."

"No overpaying, I know your mom," Jiang Nian’s words hit Song Xiyun’s soft spot, making her turn instantly red, clenching her fist.

"Stop saying that!! Ahh!"

"Haha."

Thus, the cafeteria agreement was reached, and Song Xiyun unilaterally owed one thousand two hundred thirty yuan of debt. After the meal, Jiang Nian subsequently bought two bottles of drinks.

Song Xiyun’s debt increased by three yuan, making her feel utterly overwhelmed.

"I’m not drinking it!"

"That’s not an option, how about helping me copy some English homework next time?" Jiang Nian suggested a feasible idea, "Copying once will earn you twenty yuan, what do you say?"

"Really?"

"Of course it’s real, I don’t lack this little amount," Jiang Nian nodded, "Consider this drink as my treat, enjoy the care of a benevolent father."

"Hmph! Once I’ve copied fifty... fifty English assignments, my family won’t owe you anything!" Song Xiyun said with strong resolve, poor but determined.

"Got it, if you copy a few more times, you can even earn a bit extra from me."

"No need, once I’ve repaid, I won’t copy anymore."

During lunch break, the classroom was almost empty.

After the rain, the rare sunny day had boarding students busy going back to wash and clean. Jiang Nian simply took a half-hour nap before getting up to do exercises.

After getting tired of doing exercises, he started browsing online for JK skirts, which averaged around 130 yuan.

He found a set he liked and purchased it on a whim.