Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Outside the senior year building.

The rain stopped before lunch dismissal, so there's no need for an umbrella.

The playground is full of puddles of all sizes, and the rain has filled the coin-sized holes on the stone path.

A cold wind blows, creating tiny ripples.

Wang Yuhe walks on the right, carefully stepping on the edges of the puddles with each step.

Jiang Nian walks in the middle, side by side with Chen Yunyun on the left. As the clouds clear and the rain stops, they chat while heading to the cafeteria.

The small shop is right outside the cafeteria, snugly beside the West Gate.

"Not going out to eat?" Chen Yunyun asks.

"It's about to close, too lazy to go out," Jiang Nian glances at her, "If you guys haven't eaten, we can all go out together."

These words greatly please Chen Yunyun, her eyes curve into smiling crescents.

"Really?"

"Not really, I don't give a damn if Wang Yuhe's eaten or not."

Hearing this, Chen Yunyun can't help but burst out laughing, teasing him.

"Don't say it like that..."

The cafeteria actually doesn't close at noon; they just put away the dishes at the counter, close the windows, and turn off the lights.

In the dim cafeteria.

Zhang Xiaofan has packed a bunch of food, dumping it all on a window-side table, feasting with his two sidekicks.

On the table are several cans of beer and drinks, each costing more than three yuan.

Beside Zhang Xiaofan are two bottles of RIO, but he shows little interest in the large basin of crayfish and stewed meat on the table, only sipping some chicken soup.

The military advisor, Zeng Yunde, devours the stewed meat with gusto, while the big guy, Cao Yang, can't stop sucking on crayfish, deeply satisfied.

"Xiaofan brother, why aren't you eating?"

"You guys eat, I'm not in the mood." Zhang Xiaofan tosses his chopsticks, "Twice now, my bike got messed up again."

"Last time it was the keyhole, this time, both front and back tires got punctured."

Hearing this, Cao Yang clenches his fist, righteously angry.

"I don't know which bastard did it, if I find out. I'll definitely beat the hell out of him, break all his eggs."

His enthusiasm earns him Zhang Xiaofan's approval.

"Good!"

The military advisor, Zeng Yunde, speaks up, "No idea who did it, and the store isn't cooperating to check surveillance."

"Xiaofan brother, think if you've offended anyone lately?"

Zhang Xiaofan thinks for a while, "There's plenty."

Zeng Yunde: "...."

Despite this, the military advisor Zeng Yunde doesn't advise otherwise. After all, the more enemies Zhang Xiaofan has, the more he needs followers.

The messier it gets, the better.

At this moment.

A person enters from the side door of the cafeteria, holding a bowl of instant noodles. A girl accompanies them, looking around for a table to sit at.

A moment later, another girl walks in.

"Yunyun, see how I managed to buy a bag of oranges before the door closed, impressive, right?"

Jiang Nian, waiting for the hot water to soften the noodles, couldn't help but retort.

"How come the guard didn't lock you out?"

Wang Yuhe is quite proud, humming smugly.

"Because I cleverly showed the guard uncle a deliberately slowed-down time. When it comes to wit, I'm way ahead of you!"

Jiang Nian: "???"

He thinks the guard might've thought this girl was a bit simple, and to avoid more trouble, just let her in.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, there are oranges to eat.

Awesome.

The group at Zhang Xiaofan's table goes quiet, turning their heads in unison to glare at Jiang Nian and the two girls at the next table, their eyes almost popping out.

Chen Yunyun looks gentle, a typical southern girl. Her slender figure exudes a clean, lively charm.

Wang Yuhe is the same, with a baby face that looks innocent. Her long legs are wrapped in jeans, hair tied into a ponytail.

The two together are sure to attract attention.

Meanwhile, sitting in the middle is Jiang Nian, fiddling with a cup of instant noodles. A bottle of Sprite sits on the table, looking uninterested.

Zhang Xiaofan looks at the crayfish and stewed meat on his table, and then at Jiang Nian's cup of noodles over there, furious!

"Why does he deserve it!"

"Bro, calm down, calm down." Cao Yang is scared, quickly grabbing Zhang Xiaofan, "Can't beat him, bro, don't act on impulse."

He clearly remembers that night at the snack stall.

Jiang Nian was also sitting with two girls, turned around and dragged him and Zhang Xiaofan away by the necks, nearly passing out.

Cao Yang might be big, but he isn't stupid.

Learned from experience, he doesn't want to go through another dark upheaval. If he really faints, that would be utterly embarrassing.

The military advisor Zeng Yunde remains silent, choosing to make himself invisible.

Before Jiang Nian entered the cafeteria, he noticed Zhang Xiaofan and his gang but didn't bother to pay much attention, didn't want to risk sore eyes.

Fools like that are the ones who won't bark when punched in the face.

Instant noodles are those things that, if you don't eat them for a while, eating them again feels like a national feast. The taste is standard, or even quite good.

"Want some oranges?" Chen Yunyun has peeled an orange, removing the white threads as well, "I tried it, it's not sour."

Damn right you should!

Zhang Xiaofan's ears are sharp, capturing Chen Yunyun's words in the empty cafeteria, grinding his teeth in hatred.

But he hears Jiang Nian say, "Sure, but it's too troublesome. You just eat it yourself, no need to peel for me."

Chen Yunyun responds, "No trouble at all, nothing else to do anyway."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan's hand holding the RIO starts trembling.

Keep acting cocky, I'll send you flying!

Cao Yang doesn't want trouble with Jiang Nian, he's firmly a peace advocate. But while burying his head in his food, it doesn't taste as good as before.

Why is that?

If he could switch places with Jiang Nian, eating instant noodles would be pretty good too.

Zeng Yunde doesn't overthink things, smart people rarely fantasize. Without saying a word, he stuffs himself with crayfish.

Yet the more he eats, the more his lips feel numb.