Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance
Chapter 443 - 375: Why Don’t You Ask Me?
CHAPTER 443: CHAPTER 375: WHY DON’T YOU ASK ME?
You kneel down, sis needs a favor.
Mr. Xu plays this trick too?
Jiang Nian was somewhat speechless, but after staying up all night, his mind was still a bit foggy and he couldn’t be bothered to argue much.
He glanced at Xu Qianqian, reached into the right pocket of her cotton coat, and directly took out her daily pocket money.
"You’re a robber!" Xu Qianqian was stunned, flabbergasted by the bold act in the early morning, "You have no respect for the law at all."
Jiang Nian stuffed the pocket money into his jeans pocket and went downstairs first. The cold wind in the corridor rustled, bringing up the scent of his shampoo.
"No, I’m just used to paying for myself."
"This is robbery!" Xu Qianqian was unwilling to lose face.
"Oh, then I should’ve been taken to the firing squad yesterday." Jiang Nian touched his face, "I don’t mind, go ahead and call the police."
With those words, Xu Qianqian was suddenly speechless.
If it were someone else, they definitely wouldn’t have stayed with her overnight. Although she didn’t say it, having Jiang Nian around was indeed reassuring.
Yet, if it weren’t for him scaring her, she wouldn’t be... afraid.
Rounding up, it’s even.
Xu Qianqian sorted out her thoughts in her mind, intending to argue with Jiang Nian, but found that he was going downstairs fast.
Hmph, he must be feeling guilty.
Jiang Nian was wearing thin clothes, just a thermal shirt and a thin jacket, and his top didn’t have any pockets.
As she went downstairs, Xu Qianqian tried to catch up with him.
After catching up, she tried to grab the money back, constantly glancing at his pants pocket where a roll of pocket money was half exposed.
Arriving at the first floor, she suddenly extended two fingers.
Trying to pinch the money back.
She saw those master thieves on TV doing it just like that, two fingers, quick snatch, unnoticed.
But she wasn’t really stealing; the money was originally hers.
Jiang Nian heard movement behind him, thinking Xu Qianqian was about to fall. Turning around, she crashed right into his arms.
Hmm?
In that moment, he was dazed, instinctively placing his hand on Xu Qianqian’s shoulder, the action almost seemed like he was hugging her.
Xu Qianqian’s mind was also completely blank; as she lost balance, she unconsciously hugged him to avoid falling.
Too close, the scent of sun-dried laundry detergent filled the air. Mixed with body heat, it had a scent different from just detergent.
A very pleasant smell, indescribable.
"Held it in all night?" Jiang Nian’s words shattered the tender atmosphere.
Xu Qianqian pressed her lips, blinking rapidly, her heart rate quickened, face instantly turning red.
"My money!"
Neither of them wanting to concede, continuing to hold on to each other.
Xu Qianqian wanted to snatch the money back, but her fingers inexplicably trembled. Trying twice and failing, her hands trembled even more.
Both of them froze, neither speaking.
Early morning, in a deserted corridor. Thin mist gradually filled the old hallway from the yard.
"Cough, forget it." Xu Qianqian withdrew her hand, pretending to be generous, "The money is yours, I have plenty."
Saying that, she took the opportunity to leave Jiang Nian’s embrace.
Jiang Nian didn’t hold her back, just glanced at her disdainfully. Not giving Mr. Xu any face, he mocked coldly.
"Are you just putting on a brave face?"
"What’s it to you, can’t I have the heart of a tycoon?" Xu Qianqian refused to back down, so she got anxious.
"Tycoon?" Jiang Nian sneered, "That’s what you call throwing money around stupidly."
As soon as he finished speaking, he received a heavy hit from Xu Qianqian. A round of shaking, supplemented with an excited assault of fists.
Outside the breakfast shop.
Jiang Nian used Xu Qianqian’s money to buy breakfast, then casually stuffed the remaining change into the hood of her sweater.
....
After entering the classroom.
Jiang Nian was incredibly sleepy, not even bothering to use [Healing]. He yawned as he went to get hot water, then collapsed onto the desk to catch up on sleep.
When he woke up again, half the morning study session was already over.
Luckily, it was the English session; Qianbao didn’t really manage him. As long as he didn’t get caught by the grade leader, everything was fine.
However, Jiang Nian wasn’t worried about this; he wasn’t the only one in class dozing during the morning study.
For instance, Li Hua during early English study, usually recited loudly for the first ten minutes. For the next five, he sat reading silently, nodding off by the seventeenth minute.
BYD was more accurate than a biological clock; just reciting vocabulary made him drowsy.
Fat Majo Guojun was sneakier, keeping his head down pretending to memorize words, intermittently sleeping, occasionally lifting his head to sneak a paranoid glance.
Feeling no danger, he would then play-act and recite two words.
Book lifted, fishing mode reactivated.
By comparison, Jiang Nian was more genuine, sleeping until he naturally woke up, flipping through a couple of papers when he woke, taking a moment before starting to work on problems.
Zhang Ningzhi had already memorized the vocabulary for the day. After checking and finding no mistakes, she turned to Jiang Nian, curiously asking.
"Didn’t you sleep well last night?"
"Yeah." Jiang Nian propped his head up, pulling out two completed chemistry papers from the desk, "Spent the night working on papers."
It was true; he spent the night working on two chemistry papers.
But he was in Xu Qianqian’s room.
However, he didn’t do anything, just changed location to do the papers. If he was being serious, it would have been more convenient in his own room.
Awkward, but sometimes being awkward is inconvenient.
In the middle of the night, it couldn’t be a full-blown raid.
It was originally to make sure Xu Qianqian wasn’t scared that he stayed in her room. Scaring her again, no matter how you looked at it, was of no benefit.
Like when someone’s sick, suddenly a devil’s advocate appears.
Hey, try a temperature of thirty-eight degrees.
Zhang Ningzhi, hearing this, curiously glanced at his chemistry papers, suddenly thinking of something, she carefully flipped through them.
"You wrote this much in one night?"
"Yeah." Jiang Nian didn’t understand why she was interested in chemistry papers, "What? Want me to give you a set?"