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Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

Chapter 740 - 574: Huang Fang: I Have No Feelings

Author: July Sealed Sun
updatedAt: 2026-03-11

CHAPTER 740: CHAPTER 574: HUANG FANG: I HAVE NO FEELINGS

The late night is exceptionally quiet, with few cars on the road.

While waiting at the red light, Jiang Nian glanced at Li Qingrong sitting in the passenger seat, then pulled out his phone to check their class group.

At two in the morning, Sun Zhicheng appeared to be unusually active.

As the green light appeared, Jiang Nian put away his phone and shifted the gear forward, but accidentally touched the class leader’s leg.

"Hmm?"

He looked down, suddenly realizing.

"I was wondering why the gear shift didn’t work—it turns out I made a mistake. It’s all Qingqing’s fault, your legs are too long."

Li Qingrong: "....."

Unwilling to engage with Jiang Nian’s thick-skinned antics, she turned to look out the window. The night was heavy, only the embers of the construction site could be seen.

"Is there roadwork over there?"

"Seems so, just some repairs." Jiang Nian responded, steering, "Recently, it’s been quiet again."

"Hmm." Li Qingrong nodded.

Jiang Nian was steady and remarkably energetic. Firstly, he was at the best age; secondly, his physical stamina was beyond average.

Even if he stayed up all night, he wouldn’t be overly exhausted. Besides, the [Healing] refreshed at midnight.

In less than twenty minutes, the car arrived downstairs at Jing Mansion.

With hardly anyone around at this hour, he simply parked at the roadside. Once the class leader got out, he also went up together.

Inside the elevator, the red numbers climbed higher.

"I just..." Li Qingrong spoke up but didn’t look at Jiang Nian, "Was my performance not so good?"

"Hmm?" Jiang Nian raised his head. He was still pondering what instant noodles to eat later, figuring Li Hua could spend a bit.

He was caught off guard hearing the class leader say such things.

"Not really, gear shifting went smoothly."

Li Qingrong: "..."

She gave Jiang Nian a glance, uncomfortable saying such things herself, and decided not to continue.

"Oh."

With a ding, the elevator doors opened.

"Actually, you don’t need to overthink it." Jiang Nian said, "Being with friends means doing one’s own thing, no restrictions."

"However things usually are, that’s how they should continue."

Li Qingrong turned to look at Jiang Nian, but stayed silent. She quickly took a key out of her coat pocket.

"Hmm."

Suddenly, Jiang Nian stopped in his tracks.

"So late..."

Li Qingrong turned back, glancing at Jiang Nian feigning awkwardness. His poor acting skill matched that of Nie Qiqi.

"Then you should go." She said, turning the key to open the door.

"Qingqing, why aren’t you following the routine?" Jiang Nian spoke with a hint of grievance, moving to the apartment door.

"Because your personality is awful." Li Qingrong gave him a look, but still left the door open for him as she turned.

Jiang Nian was speechless, obviously being honest and harmless. Upon entering, he adeptly changed shoes, swept his gaze casually, but froze.

There was an extra, exquisite pair of women’s slippers on the cabinet, size 36, looking quite expensive from the style.

"No way?"

Before he could straighten up, there was some sound from the room door.

Following was the sound of a door opening and a lazy mature woman’s voice. Coming into view was a plump and smooth white pomelo.

"Qingqing’s back?"

"Hmm?" Li Lanying looked toward the unexpected visitor at the entrance, and froze for a moment, "Why are you here?"

"Driver." Jiang Nian showed the old car key.

"Oh, I see." Li Lanying rubbed her eyes, "Sit down, I’ll get you a glass of water."

"Thank you." Jiang Nian thought to himself it was a false alarm.

No wonder, BYD can pick up who BMW cannot. Being called ’driver’, this is reputation.

Originally, he intended to accompany the class leader upstairs, ensure safety, then leave. Now, he could simply go.

"Drink water." Li Lanying bent down.

"Cough cough." Jiang Nian instantly stood up, heading for the door, "I still need to drive later, so no water for me."

Li Lanying: "???"

Did the water she poured have excessive alcohol content?

Just as he retreated to the door, Li Qingrong came out with washing clothes, seemingly intending to shower.

She looked at Jiang Nian at the door, tilted her head.

"Where to?"

No matter what, even if Li Lanying wasn’t around, the class leader asking ’where to’ was too strange.

Can’t really stick around here alone, even take a bath, sleep till morning, and then go back to find them.

Hmm... (touches chin), couldn’t be?

Should he rest a night with the class leader, then Li Hua would sever ties with him, how could Qingqing compare to friendship?

Oh, that’s not right.

Never underestimate the bond between oneself and brothers!

"Back to the internet cafe, they’re still there." Jiang Nian coughed and said, "Leaving them there isn’t quite good."

Li Qingrong stared at him for a few seconds, then spoke softly.

"Don’t drive fatigued."

Upon hearing that, Jiang Nian was instantly speechless.

"Huh?"

"I’m not tired."

Staying up late is common for high school seniors, not to mention a person like Jiang Nian, gifted with physical endurance.

The words were spoken, but the stance wavered under Li Qingrong’s gaze, eventually obediently sitting back down.

"Can you rest well on the sofa?" Li Lanying curiously asked.

Jiang Nian thought to himself how should I know, definitely not as good as a bed. But he couldn’t say, lend access to someone’s bed for a bit.

"It’s quite good."

Saying this, he collapsed directly onto the sofa. Without glancing at Li Lanying, he closed his eyes, imposing sleep.

Beep beep, the temperature in the living room was raised a few degrees. The fan blades angled upwards, avoiding direct hot air.

Li Lanying held the remote, the old lady knew the comfort of warmth.

After a while, she brought him a blanket.

Jiang Nian sniffed the scent on the blanket, felt it wasn’t the class leader’s. A bit awkward, simply not opening his eyes.

Listening to the footsteps in the living room fading away, he discreetly closed his legs to avoid embarrassment.

Soon after, he heard faint sounds of water from the bathroom. He thought, let’s nap for a bit, wait till Holy Emperor’s bath to wake him.

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