Meanwhile, after Fini followed her parents home, she immediately thought of one of the people Chen Cheng had asked the club to help find last night. A woman named Ireland looked exactly like her new teacher—and even had the exact same name.
Thinking that her brother-in-law might be juggling several women at once, thinking that her sister might become one of those resentful women shut away in the inner chambers from banned books because of it, and then set foot on a road of no return, Fini felt a heavy burden settle onto her shoulders.
To defend her sister's marriage, she had to arm herself and strike at the third party trying to destroy it.
She opened her contacts, found Ireland's number, and a guilty smile appeared on her little face.
"Sorry, Teacher Ireland. For my sister's sake, I have to crush your unrealistic fantasies."
The call connected, and a sweet female voice came from the other end.
"Is that Fini? What does my student need from her teacher?"
Her voice was so pleasant. Sure enough, there had to be something fishy going on between those two.
For some reason, Fini immediately slapped a huge label onto Ireland in her mind.
Meanwhile, Ireland waited for a long time without hearing Fini answer. She assumed the little rascal was pulling another prank and was about to hang up.
"If you don't answer, I'm hanging up."
"Uh, it's nothing, Teacher. It's just... I kind of miss you. The way I miss a certain man."
Fini wanted to say Chen Cheng's name, but after fumbling over it for ages, what came out was neither donkey lips nor horse mouth.
"No, sorry, Teacher. I think we should meet. At the Quiet Tea House outside the school."
After saying that, Fini immediately hung up.
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