July Sealed Sun

A person in their third year of high school, experiences the arrival of a divorce comeback system 20 years early. At 38 years old, with a failed marriage, standing at the crossroads of the established and confused years, you recall your young days with your childhood sweetheart. After marriage, you cut off contact and have no more news of her. Re-establishing contact with Xu Qianqian will reward you with 300 RMB. Eighteen-year-old Jiang Nian glanced at the system task on the panel and then at Xu Qianqian living next door, falling into deep thought. Hmm... it seems the system came early. There is another issue: who is the future ex-wife? Hmm... Jiang Nian couldn't hold back. Being eighteen every year, he foresees a divorce in the future. The system issues a task to take revenge on the future ex-wife. Jiang Nian looked at the un-darkened version of the future ex-wife in front of him and fell into thought again. The childhood sweetheart, future ex-wife, and future ex-girlfriend, all appear in their younger versions.

Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance

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Yu Zhiyi was stunned. It wasn't often that she was rejected so directly.


"I beg you, this is really important to me."


"No, it's not important to me," Jiang Nian dismissed it. He never did anything boring, "You want to ask about Wu Jungu, right?"


"Yes." Yu Zhiyi nodded, "Are you willing to help?"


"Of course." Jiang Nian nodded, sighed, and said, "I can't believe you don't even have his contact information. Come, come, let me give you his QQ."


She didn't know what to say for a moment, always feeling like Jiang Nian looked down on her. Always treating her like air, or giving soft rejections.


"I'm just asking a few questions, it won't take much of your time."


Jiang Nian glanced at her, extremely uncooperative.


"So you know it takes up my time. What's in it for me to answer you?"


Yu Zhiyi's fingers clenched tightly, thinking this guy is so harsh.


"What do you want? I can send you a red packet, or treat you to milk tea?"


Chapter 171: Spit, Spit, Spit, That's Just How Our Blastoise Is