Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 1044 - 732: Still Not Clean (2)
"Really?"
"Yeah."
Yao Beibei rubbed her chin, transforming into Conan to analyze for a while, "But, it'll have some impact."
"Ugh, such a hassle."
Zhang Ningzhi cupped her small face, shook it side to side, "I should've been more cautious and not let it park at the community gate."
The young girl worried all night and barely slept. In the morning, she forced herself up to go to school.
Her entire self looked quite exhausted, her worried look was truly pitiful.
"Don't worry, he won't be mad at you anyway. That jerk, he's so darn lustful."
"Really?" Zhang Ningzhi opened her eyes wide.
Yao Beibei was a bit speechless, muttering, "You're so pretty, don't you have any idea?"
Zhang Ningzhi felt a bit embarrassed and lowered her head.
"No idea."
"At least you know your chest size." Huang Beibei nudged Zhang Ningzhi's chest and then felt her own.
Well, the difference wasn't that big.
"Hey!! Beibei, you!" Zhang Ningzhi exclaimed, quickly clasping her chest and dodging away, "Don't do that."
"What's the big deal, it's not like I don't have one." Yao Beibei couldn't be bothered, pulling her forward.
"Let's go, grab something to eat before we head up."
Meanwhile, Jiang Nian was upstairs chatting with Yu Zhiyi. They were discussing which method of cooking dried tofu skin was tastier.
Suddenly, Yu Zhiyi changed the topic, "Hey, you seem in a good mood, going through a lucky streak in love?"
"Ha." Jiang Nian laughed coldly, "I'm not the one going through it, others are assuming I am."
"Pfft, narcissist." Yu Zhiyi rolled her eyes, "As if anyone would be obsessed with you, with such a nasty character."
Jiang Nian checked his phone, admiring the balance in his bank account.
Money is indeed courage, there's some truth to that saying. Having no money makes handling people and situations difficult to stay calm.
After completing a deal with a sponsor, his little treasure box increased by tens of thousands.
He felt secretly thrilled, turned off his phone screen, and glanced at Yu Yourong with a grin.
"If my character wasn't bad, I'd already have tons of girlfriends. You wouldn't have a chance to chat with me."
Yu Zhiyi was stunned, watching Jiang Nian leave with hands in pockets, she opened her mouth but couldn't speak for a while.
"Seems like that's true."
.....
At noon after school, Jiang Nian spent some time on exercises. Then he raised his head to look at the blackboard and the wall clock.
It's twelve fifteen.
"Time to eat."
He murmured, glanced around. The classroom was almost empty, but the class president was still there.
"Qingqing?"
"Hmm?" Li Qingrong looked up at him, paused, and then added, "What do you need?"
Jiang Nian was puzzled for a few seconds, thinking how the class president used to reply with just a "hmm," never specifically adding another comment.
After making up, things seemed to have changed a bit.
"Are you hungry?"
Li Qingrong gave him a glance, seemed to want to say something, but then turned away.
"Yeah."
"Can I join you for lunch?" Jiang Nian cheekily asked.
"No."
"Huh?"
Jiang Nian was stunned, thinking they had made up, but then saw Li Qingrong get up and leave, feeling a bit anxious.
"Really?"
Until Li Qingrong walked a few steps, turned around in the aisle, gave him a glance, tilted her head, and asked.
"Aren't you coming?"
"Oh, oh, I'm coming." Jiang Nian smiled again, indeed it was still a good thing, disaster and fortune coexist.
In the corridor, the two walked side by side towards the other stairway.
"Qingqing."
"Hmm?"
"When will you wear those clothes from yesterday again?" he asked, "It felt so comfortable holding you in them."
Li Qingrong glanced at him, her voice cold.
"In your dreams."
Jiang Nian immediately froze, stared at her dazedly.
"How did you know I was yesterday..."
Suddenly he became awkward, "Since you found out, I'll apologize to you."
Li Qingrong: "..."
Her eyes lowered, taking in someone's silly look beside her, she asked with a plain tone.
"Did you dream of me more or her?"
Jiang Nian was completely awkward, touched his face, "Uh... I actually just wanted to lighten the mood."
"I sleep well, never have dreams."
It's tough to hold it in, but there are impacts.
For now, endure it.
Outside West Gate, there was a stall selling grilled sausages. Jiang Nian bought one, knowing the class president surely wouldn't touch greasy food.
He held onto the leftover bamboo skewer, randomly flicked it onto a billboard.
"Qingqing, I'm awesome..."
Turning to look, Li Qingrong stared at him.
"Take it back."
Jiang Nian: "Okay."
Pressured by Holy Emperor's intimidation, he had to pull the skewer back and obediently toss it into the trash bin.
Li Qingrong's face showed no expression, looking at his dejected figure, she couldn't help but curve her mouth slightly.
In a blink, after lunch.
They came out of the small shop, it was nearing lunch break. Li Qingrong had to return to Jing Mansion; they were headed in different directions.
"Shall I walk you back?" Jiang Nian asked.
Li Qingrong shook her head, "Your mind is filled with nonsense, I'll go back myself."
A long sentence, so ruthless.
Jiang Nian was upset.
"Are you mad?" Li Qingrong glanced at him, her expression remained calm, "About such things....."
She paused for a few seconds, then continued.
"Do you think about me more or her? Or when standing with me, are you thinking about her instead?"
Jiang Nian: "..."
No way, one trick wonder, huh?
Even about this situation, she could come up with such questions. In a certain sense, the class president was also being ridiculous.
"Cough, cough, I'm not mad." Jiang Nian said, "I often maintain anger, it's my attitude towards life."
"Don't misunderstand, it's not aimed at you."
"Okay."
Li Qingrong nodded, turned to leave. Yet, as if remembering something, she looked at Jiang Nian again.
"Actually, I don't care about these things."
"Huh?"
Li Qingrong looked at Jiang Nian with a calm face, "You can control everything, but not what goes on in people's minds."
After saying that, she walked away.
Leaving Jiang Nian completely confused, what does the idea of people's minds mean, makes him feel wrongly accused.
Can't prove it?
Moreover, he truly wasn't blameless.
.....
Before the lunch break.
Jiang Nian returned to the classroom, just in time to catch Wang Yuhe eating spicy strips, so he approached to grab some.
"Where's Chen Yunyun?"
"Went to the restroom." Wang Yuhe squinted eyes, looking towards the end of the corridor, "Can't control me."
"I took a picture."
"You!!"
Wang Yuhe immediately tensed up, reaching to grab Jiang Nian's phone, "Delete it!"
"Not deleting, you wouldn't want Chen Yunyun to know you....."
Before Jiang Nian finished talking, an oily hand reached over, "What the hell, so greasy!"
"Ah!!"
The most desperate scene.
Elementary student's strength is indeed strong, mainly the hand was covered in red oil. Jiang Nian wanted to exit the battlefield unscathed.
Being cautious, a mark was left on his face.
"Damn it!"
"Serves you right for sneakily taking photos of me!" Wang Yuhe defiantly retorted, glaring at him, "Delete the photo!"
"Not deleting!" Jiang Nian put his phone away, also wanting to smear a mark on her face, "You can't escape either."
When Chen Yunyun came back, she saw the two of them tussling.
"Hmm?"
"What are you doing?"
Jiang Nian retracted his hand, feeling somewhat awkward, "She got red oil on her face, I was helping her wipe."
"No way!" Wang Yuhe angrily said, "You did it on purpose, it smeared all over my face."
"What about my face?" he countered.
Chen Yunyun frowned, a bit impatient. She separated the two, displaying a smile like an abyss.
"Go wash it off."
Wang Yuhe lowered her head, "Okay."
Jiang Nian: "Fine."
Under the faucet, they shared a mirror and completely washed off the red oil.
"Jiang Nian."
"Yeah?"
"Smell my face, does it smell like spicy strips?" Wang Yuhe leaned closer, pointing at her fair cheek.
Jiang Nian froze for a moment, sniffed.
"It really does."
"Great, can't wash it clean." Wang Yuhe was vexed, "I only smeared a bit, you smeared so much!"
