Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance Chapter 466 - 387: Wishing You a Happy Wedding

"Sorry, I overestimated myself."

A few people in the classroom looked up upon hearing this, staring at Li Hua in shock, only to see his face filled with moisture.

Jiang Nian pointed at him, making a Zhen Zidan gesture.

Just as he was about to laugh, his phone vibrated with a buzz, and the class monitor replied. He instantly lost interest in talking about Li Hua and eagerly opened the ssage.

Li Qingrong: "You didn’t wear pants."

Huh?

Jiang Nian was thunderstruck, thinking for a mont. He realized he probably didn’t wear them last night, just crawled into bed in his boxers.

He laid his head on the desk, typing a ssage with both hands under the desk.

"No way, Qingqing, did you lift my covers in the middle of the night?"

Li Qingrong: "No."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Nian was utterly puzzled. Just as he was about to send sothing else, his mind buzzed again.

He paused for a mont, then activated the system.

He tapped twice on the task panel, finding no abnormalities. Skillfully opening the inventory, he saw a letter floating quietly.

Jiang Nian: "....."

What the heck, buddy... shouldn’t you be lying in my room’s drawer?

Damn, an inescapable farewell letter!

However, due to a certain na, it wasn’t so terrifying. Just a bit hard to hold back, even sowhat amusing.

Did it reappear because I was just chatting with the class monitor?

He reached out, taking the letter.

"Nian, what’s that in your hand?" Li Hua glanced over, his eyes widening instantly, "Whoa, a love letter!"

Jiang Nian found it hard to hold back, this isn’t a love letter, this is....

No, how could Li Hua see it?

"Li Hua’s Vision!"

It shouldn’t be, he didn’t see it yesterday either. I just waved it around, and in the end, only the class monitor saw it.

"Could it really be a love letter?" Li Hua got a bit anxious, "Wow, buddy, you’ve already got it made."

"Give it up! Outside are all the betrothal bills!"

Jiang Nian waved his hand, ignoring him, and stood up to head to the restroom, opening the envelope along the way, taking a glance.

Sure enough, the ink-distorted part revealed its contents.

"On October 5th, I went back to Zhennan, he got engaged...he was squatting at the door playing with the dog, looking quite funny."

Upon reading this, Jiang Nian couldn’t help rubbing his chin.

This doesn’t seem right?

Is it really written by Qingqing, how co it includes criticism?

Even if it’s only ten years later.....I don’t care, but what’s with saying it looks funny, I’m not a funny guy.

He continued reading.

"We didn’t have much interaction, nor any reason to talk. He said I will beco a great person in the future.

This line beca our boundary.

In early autumn, the weather turned cold.

We took a walk by the park along Zhennan River; he brought a small gift, a string of Blessing Bracelet, supposedly blessed.

In the evening, he spoke very little, just introducing every tree and plant in Zhennan, trying his best to make the walk interesting.

The only interesting thing in Zhennan, was him.

The next day, I left, asked if he wanted to go abroad with . He said that line to ; I will beco a great person.

It rained on the way to the airport, he stood on the other side of the rain, like soone left behind by the old tis, slowly fading yellow.

Happy Wedding."

Beyond this, there was nothing more.

After finishing reading, Jiang Nian casually put the farewell letter back into the inventory. The inventory humd softly as the farewell letter turned into a string of bracelets.

[Blessing Bracelet].

He looked at it several tis, the braided red string bracelet. There was a wooden bead on it, not sure what kind of wood.

The color and style were modest, matching his aesthetic.

At the end of the corridor.

"This thing...is much luckier than a farewell letter." Jiang Nian couldn’t part with it, playing with it for a while before tucking it into his pocket.

Class monitor’s cold nature had indeed never changed. Even when writing farewell words, the content was still direct and concise.

Happy Wedding.....

All that can be said is, it’s hard to say, Aisin-Gioro.

Jiang Nian couldn’t fairly comnt on this. All he can say is that in the system simulation, his future self probably stepped on quite a few pitfalls.

In the end, it was all like a big dream, muddled and unclear.

The farewell letter part is unclear, but there should’ve been a chance to be together. Yet for so unknown reason, he refused.

Overall, his mind seed sowhat troubled.

After relieving himself, he returned to the classroom.

The classroom gradually filled with people, Li Hua was lying on his seat, imdiately sitting up when Jiang Nian entered.

"Where’s the love letter?"

"Finished reading and threw it away, what’s up?"

"Did a guy write it?" Li Hua’s face was full of anticipation, unable to suppress his grin, "Is that why you found it hard to hold back?"

"A junior wrote it, said to ask to watch a movie." Jiang Nian casually made up, "Let’s touch her leg."

"Chi Shi, sounds made up right away!" Li Hua wasn’t jealous; instead, he laughed heartily, "Hilarious, the big idiot went crazy."

Jiang Nian just glanced at him without saying much.

Near the start of the morning self-study, Zhang Ningzhi arrived at the classroom first.

"Hello!" The lively and energetic girl greeted Jiang Nian, then turned to say, "Morning, Fangfang, team leader....."

"Ugh!"

"Chi Shi!" Li Hua was dumbfounded, utterly incredulous, "One by one, how can you all insult like this!"

"No....., team leader, sorry, I didn’t an it." Zhang Ningzhi blushed, putting down her bag to explain.

"My mom’s been making wild chicken soup these past days, making drink it morning and night. I’m almost sick of it, so I...did that."

"Isn’t that good?" Li Hua asked.

"Not at all good, drinking it made fat too." Zhang Ningzhi felt a bit embarrassed to say she gains weight in her chest first from chicken soup.

"If you don’t want it, let drink it." Jiang Nian propped his head with one hand, his side profile clean and smooth, folding a test paper with one hand.

"Really?" Zhang Ningzhi couldn’t wait to share it with soone.

Yet, this soup thing was challenging to share with others, considering food safety and various dietary taboo.

But if it were Jiang Nian, there’s no worry. Firstly, a natural closeness, secondly, he’s not picky.

"You bring it, I’ll help drink it." Jiang Nian casually said, "No worries, I’ll wash it for you."

"Hehe, okay." Zhang Ningzhi giggled.

She unscrewed the thermos, cautiously pouring a cup of freshly replenished hot water, eyes slightly squinting.

"What’s the class schedule this morning?"

"English, math, physics, chemistry." Jiang Nian didn’t look up, casually pinching her thigh, "What plans for the afternoon off?"

Zhang Ningzhi felt a little shy and annoyed but was inevitably distracted by his words, hesitating for a while before speaking.

"In the afternoon.....not sure, can I watch you play football?"

After all, she and Jiang Nian made such an agreent regarding the football class match. A little embarrassing, but...winning is for unity.

"Sure." Jiang Nian nodded.

In the afternoon, they couldn’t play all the ti; there would be plenty of breaks, a wave of people can co over to chat.

"Great." Zhang Ningzhi was delighted but added, "I’ll let you know if I co, if there’s anything..."

"Just co if you’re free." Jiang Nian didn’t look up, continuing to look at the test papers, "Right, how many more points did you score over ?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Ningzhi instantly tensed.

Terrifying, this person’s undertone was clearly, next ti I’m going to surpass you soundly.

"Not.....not many points."

Before long, ahead of the morning reading session.

Yu Zhiyi was on her way back to her seat. Walking past the aisle where Jiang Nian’s group was located, she glanced at him.

Her heart mixed with emotions, even feeling a little nervous.

Preset Hokage... no, the transaction of becoming the class monitor’s representative. In a blink, it was the weekend, and ti to fulfill the promise.

She wasn’t soone to break promises, so she had no choice but to do it.

Gotta admit, it’s a bit...twisted.

Li Qingrong entered the classroom ten minutes before the morning self-study, incidentally greeting Jiang Nian, slightly shaking her hand.

"Morning."

Between classes.

The corridor was flooded with sunlight, and the radio for physical training played. The class dispersed, gradually pairing up and walking out of the classroom.

The sixth group had all left except Jiang Nian, who looked up from the stack of test papers. He turned to glance at the back row; Li Qingrong hadn’t left either.

"Got sothing for you."

"Hmm?" she looked up.

Jiang Nian fumbled around in his pocket for a while, extending his hand in front of her. As he slowly opened his palm, it revealed a red string bracelet.

"Wishing you peace and safety."