Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 902 - 663: A Grown Daughter Can’t Be Kept at Home

The lower level?

I can say there's a bit, but not much.

Jiang Nian waited outside the door for a while and heard movement from inside. The door opened a crack, revealing a hand.

The fingers made a silent beckon and then retracted.

Jiang Nian: "???"

What on earth is going on here?

The surrounding area was mostly rented by seniors with a few juniors renting too. Trying to avoid misunderstandings is understandable.

But this finger beckoning is also...

If someone saw it, it would be clear evidence in court.

He complained inwardly but still carried the package over. Just as he reached the door, he was pulled inside.

Here we go again.

Jiang Nian remembered that last time he was also pulled in by Chen Yunyun and almost got pinned against the wall by her.

This time, it was Wang Yuhe who pulled him in.

"Whoa!"

He only felt a great force pulling him in with a bang, and he saw Wang Yuhe's silly face.

In the utility room, steam filled the air.

There were water droplets on Wang Yuhe's nose, only a hand's breadth away from him. She opened her eyes wide and stared hard at him.

Perhaps she thought this was imposing.

Jiang Nian just thought... silly.

"What's wrong with you?"

"You're the one with a problem, I'm the smartest," Wang Yuhe said proudly, but then remembered her grades were lower than his.

She was instantly dumbfounded and couldn't outdo Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian saw her looking triumphant, then as if she remembered something. She instantly froze, looking confused.

"What the heck?"

"I don't want to talk to you." Wang Yuhe, realizing she couldn't win, immediately was disappointed and walked away sulking.

"Huh?" Jiang Nian felt baffled. Young minds are really something unique.

"Come over and help," Chen Yunyun beckoned to him.

"Oh, okay." Jiang Nian was also curious about what the package was, "How do we open it? Maybe let Wang Yuhe bite it open."

"Stop talking nonsense." Chen Yunyun took out a pencil sharpener, opened the package, revealing the label on the edge of the cardboard box.

Oranges.

Oh, it's still fruit.

Jiang Nian suddenly realized, thinking that girls really love fruit. Others buy by the pound, Chen Yunyun buys by the box.

Impressive, she must be wealthy.

"The new fruits just arrived," Chen Yunyun went to fetch a fruit knife and cut the fruit on a cutting board.

She brought a small box from the bed board, which opened to reveal a white cutting board said to be made of anti-mildew material.

Jiang Nian didn't understand, but he was greatly impressed.

Chen Yunyun explained, "We often wash and shower here, the room has poor ventilation, and the shower area's water can only dry off slowly."

"So, it's actually quite damp here."

Jiang Nian nodded, watching her cut the oranges. He thought, the cost of the stuff in this room must exceed the rent.

It must be said, Chen Yunyun really has quite a few nice things.

"Benefiting from knowing you."

"Hmm?" Chen Yunyun turned to look at him, not having heard what he mumbled, "What?"

"Nothing." Jiang Nian didn't bother to think more.

With their relationship like this, there's no need to fuss over much. Calculating among friends isn't good.

Wang Yuhe wandered around the room for a while, but the place was too small, so there wasn't much to roam around.

She had just stood by the wall for a while, felt bored, and moved over to eat some cut fruit.

Then stood beside Jiang Nian and poked his arm a couple of times.

"What are you doing?"

Wang Yuhe didn't answer and ran to the shower area instead. She scraped the water out a bit and then changed the moisture-absorbing bag.

Those moisture-absorbing bags are something Jiang Nian couldn't understand.

Are they really useful?

During the lunch break, Jiang Nian didn't return to the classroom.

He laid down again, and the surroundings were silent. After pulling the curtain on the small window, the entire utility room dimmed.

On the carpet, he lay on the edge. The pillow was given by Chen Yunyun, and it had a faint fragrance.

Turning his head, Chen Yunyun lay there.

Her eyes were already closed, her breathing even. But Jiang Nian instinctively felt she might not be asleep yet.

On the other side was Wang Yuhe, one leg raised up.

Hardly a sleeping posture.

....

After the lunch break.

Jiang Nian was leaning on the railing to catch the breeze when he noticed someone in his peripheral vision. Before he could turn his head, he smelled a familiar cool fragrance.

"Qingqing?"

"Hmm."

Li Qingrong stopped beside him, following his gaze. It fell on a group of pretty girls at the bottom of the building.

"Nice view?"

"Ahem!" Jiang Nian was a bit embarrassed.

This season, girls typically wear jackets. There's actually not much to look at; he usually doesn't pay much attention.

Today was the one time he looked, and she caught him.

"Why is someone holding an umbrella when there's no rain?" He muttered, trying to forcibly divert the class monitor's attention.

Li Qingrong glanced at him, too lazy to expose Jiang.

"Free tonight?"

"Yeah, I am." Jiang Nian didn't hesitate; firstly, he really had nothing on, and secondly, the class monitor wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

Since she asked, it had to be something significant. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

"Let's go to the airport; my sister's coming back," Li Qingrong said with a slightly helpless tone, coming and going as she pleases.

"So soon?"

Jiang Nian was slightly surprised, "Didn't she say she'd come back around our prelims?"

Li Qingrong thought for a moment and answered.

"She said... she got the time wrong."

In fact, when Li Lanying said this, she made a V-sign, trying to adorably get away with it.

"A peace sign?" Jiang Nian looked at the class monitor with a blank expression, "Qingqing, why don't you do it?"

Li Qingrong: "...."

Jiang Nian continued to stare, urging her.

"Just try it."

"No."

"Give it a go, or I'm not going tonight," Jiang Nian said, then added, "Forget it, I'll ask in person."

The moment he finished speaking, he felt a kick to his leg.

"You kicked me?" His eyes widened in disbelief, even doubting if he imagined it.

Li Qingrong pursed her lips, not looking at him.

"No."