Divorce Revenge System: Knowing the Future in Advance-Chapter 386 - 337: Are You Proud of Yourself?

Just as the tension was at its peak, Zhou Yuting spoke up to defuse the situation.

"Weren’t we here to sing?"

As soon as she said that, the atmosphere relaxed, like the first thaw of winter snow. They were just putting on a show; if it came to a real fight...

They were with Liu Feipeng for fun, and firing three shots into the air was enough to pay back Liu’s kindness.

Loyalty!

Liu Feipeng’s tone softened upon hearing this.

"Let’s sing, let’s sing."

In the past, he was used to teasing the weakest person present, occasionally picking on Jiang Nian, though he didn’t expect Jiang Nian to fight back.

Before, Jiang Nian would always consider Zhou Yuting’s feelings and would never resort to violence no matter how provoked. Now that he has a girlfriend.

He secretly thought it was a mistake and decided it was better not to provoke Jiang Nian.

He took a sip of his drink.

At this moment, the door of the private room was pushed open.

A guy with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes walked in, quickly scanning the room. His gaze paused on Jiang Nian for a moment.

"Hey, there’s someone I know here?"

Since he directed this question at Jiang Nian, almost everyone turned to look at Jiang Nian.

Jiang Nian glanced at the guy, finding him somewhat familiar. But he couldn’t recall where from, thinking to himself, who’s this weirdo.

He took a sip from his drink and asked with a puzzled look.

"Who are you?"

Upon hearing this, Sheng Zeyang rubbed his nose, looking a bit embarrassed.

"You should know Lv Xuan."

"Oh, her." Jiang Nian responded nonchalantly, "I know her, Pleasant Goat. You’re her friend?"

"Yeah, we met a few days ago." Sheng Zeyang smiled, not putting on airs, and sat down graciously.

Liu Feipeng watched the enthusiastic Sheng Zeyang and the indifferent Jiang Nian, a phrase popped into his head: warm face pressed against a cold butt.

However, he didn’t feel like laughing.

Because Sheng Zeyang was someone he invited to boost the event, after failing to invite Yu Tongjie last time, he thought of a way to connect with Sheng Zeyang.

His family is not only wealthy but also well-connected in South City, having relationships with many dignitaries—a true young master in every sense.

In past society, someone like him couldn’t have even connected with Sheng Zeyang.

But now, he watched as someone he should be flattering was joyously chatting with Jiang Nian without any temper.

Just earlier, he had mocked Jiang Nian.

Liu Feipeng was a bit dumbfounded. How come he’s been having such bad luck these past few months? It must be from lack of female company; whatever!

Today! He must mend his relationship with Zhou Yuting!

Sheng Zeyang tried chatting with Jiang Nian for a while, but after asking for a long time, the other either answered irrelevantly or repeated answers.

Been to prison? Such a tight mouth?

He’d heard from Lv Xuan that this guy was slippery as an eel, and after pestering for so long, he couldn’t get a single bit of useful information.

Now, it seemed true.

After three rounds of drinks, Jiang Nian was also full.

Zhou Yuting sat nearby, her eyelid twitching as she watched, feeling embarrassed on behalf of Jiang Nian. Sitting next to him, she couldn’t help but prompt him.

"Stop eating; sing a couple of songs."

"Haha." Jiang Nian continued doing his own thing.

Seeing it was about time, Liu Feipeng perked up. He sent a text to the front desk, and soon, the door to the private room opened.

A cute waiter walked in holding a bouquet of glowing flowers and said.

"Miss Zhou Yuting, this bouquet was ordered for you by Mr. Liu Feipeng. Wishing you eternal youth and always eighteen."

In an instant, the room erupted with cheers from the little guys present.

"Oh!!! So romantic!"

"If I were a girl, I’d be so touched I’d die!"

Liu Feipeng heard this and a modest, gentle smile appeared on his face. He didn’t follow suit but gestured for them to quiet down.

Sheng Zeyang seemed uninterested, looking a bit bored.

When the surroundings quieted down, Zhou Yuting awkwardly said.

"I’m seventeen this year."

As soon as she said that, the atmosphere froze, with only Jiang Nian laughing out loud.

Despite the awkwardness in the room, Zhou Yuting accepted the bouquet. She took a photo holding the bouquet and then put it down, saying.

"I actually came today to tell you something."

Liu Feipeng smiled slightly and asked gently.

"What is it?"

"Actually, in the Olympic class, I already have someone I like." Zhou Yuting said almost word by word.

"He’s excellent; his looks, family background... are all what I like. I don’t have feelings for you, so... let’s not contact anymore."

"I’m afraid he’ll misunderstand."

As soon as she finished, the KTV was silent enough to hear a pin drop.

Only Jiang Nian and Sheng Zeyang were unaffected, one nibbling on seeds, the other playing on the phone, even clinking glasses together.

With a ding, Liu Feipeng came back to his senses.

He wiped his face, wanting to laugh but unable to. To be rejected so unabashedly in front of so many people.

He’d even given flowers and Zhou Yuting had taken photos.

Liu Feipeng stood up, feeling a little dizzy. The joy-filled head had been completely shut down.

His face had entirely been thrown on the ground in front of the crew.

Moreover, there were two outsiders here, one being Jiang Nian. The other was Sheng Zeyang, whom he invited as a face-saver.

He took a couple of deep breaths and managed to maintain his composure.

"It’s okay, I understand."

"Well, let me toast you with a drink." Liu Feipeng raised his glass towards Zhou Yuting, "Wishing you happiness in the future."

Under the dim lights, his hand shook slightly.

Jiang Nian, sitting aside, couldn’t help but curl his lips upon hearing this. He stood up, interrupting the scene, patting his clothes, and said.

"I’m heading back now."

Zhou Yuting’s pupils slightly dilated; she wasn’t dumb. If Jiang Nian left, this room would be full of Liu Feipeng’s people.

She hurriedly got up, not even taking the glass of wine.

"Next time, I’m leaving too."

Thump, thump, thump, the two of them directly left the private room.

The atmosphere plummeted once again, even a clay figure would have some temper.

Liu Feipeng gritted his teeth fiercely, tossing the drink towards the entrance of the private room. The glass instantly shattered, spilling wine all over the place.

"Who the hell told you to leave?"

Jiang Nian hadn’t exited the door yet, the glass almost flew past in front of him. It crashed onto the KTV door, some splashes landing on his face.

He calmly turned his head, looked towards Liu Feipeng, and said.

"Aren’t you quite calm usually? I’ve long thought you were a fool, pretending to be mature. Your dad’s not dead, so why act rich."

Normally, Liu Feipeng would just laugh it off. But today, one thing after another, coincidentally stacked up.

His composure showed cracks, and he was a bit distressed. Listening to Jiang Nian’s barrage, his expression turned gloomy.

"What did you say?"

"Of course, I’m talking about your mother." Jiang Nian stared at him calmly, "This is off-campus, and you’re already twenty, you damn well know better."

"Honestly, at your age, still pretending to be a senior in high school, you’re either an idiot or an even bigger idiot. Pretending to be a strategist, giving you face just for that."

At that instant, Liu Feipeng turned completely red.

"You asking for death?"

He grabbed something, shouting angrily.

"Get him!"

A group of people followed suit, yelling, some quicker, some slower, but ultimately, it was Liu Feipeng charging in front.

With a bang, Liu Feipeng was kicked flying.

The scene froze instantly, the group was terrified, looking behind at Liu Feipeng crawling, jangling, from the ground.

Twice he tried, but couldn’t get up.

...

Minutes later, in the chaotic private room.

Liu Feipeng’s face was livid, knowing that Jiang Nian’s kick had completely disgraced him unless he reclaimed it.

For some psychological reason, he muttered in frustration.

"Maybe, he’s already with Zhou Yuting."

Sheng Zeyang interrupted him, waving his hand.

"Impossible."

Liu Feipeng was stunned, "Why?"

Sheng Zeyang, not bothering to explain, finished watching the drama and was about to leave. No girls, so no singing, but left a word before departing.

"If Jiang Nian had a girlfriend, then you better not offend him."

On the street, Zhou Yuting, blowing in the cold wind, watched Jiang Nian who was preparing to leave.

"You must be pleased with yourself, right? Jiang Nian!"

Jiang Nian glanced back at Zhou Yuting, an expression of confusion appeared in his eyes.

"I don’t understand, what do you mean by that?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yuting was on the verge of bursting with anger.

"It’s all because of you! Otherwise, why would I have to do this!"

"Yeah, and so what?" Jiang Nian rode away without looking back, "I can dine on this secret for a year."