Chapter 1531: Our Youth [3]

Finley Sutherland pressed his lips together, his crisp white school uniform shirt making him look handsome and aloof, his brows and eyes picturesque. In contrast to Iris Seys’s furious demeanor, the indifferent Finley seemed like a noble young lord watching Iris perform all by herself, while Iris finished yelling, he brought the ice cream in his hand closer to his lips.

"..."

This bastard Finley has been keen on snatching her snacks since childhood, especially ice cream!

Finley isn’t poor, so why does he keep taking hers? Isn’t this obviously targeting her?

Iris glared at Finley, "You really don’t mind? I’ve bitten it! There’s spit on it!"

"Iris, could you be any more disgusting?" Finley’s gaze towards Iris was slightly cold.

"The point is, you don’t mind how gross it is!" Iris scoffed.

Not bothering with Finley any longer, Iris huffed and turned to leave.

"You’re not going to take your ice cream?" Finley asked casually.

Iris stopped, her expression proud, "Bring it here!"

Why does he act like she owes him half a million when he snatched her ice cream?

Finley’s brows moved slightly, he walked up to Iris and handed her the half-eaten ice cream.

Iris grabbed the ice cream and immediately stuffed it into her mouth, "Let me tell you, Finley, I’ve remembered this! You throw my snacks, snatch my ice cream, this feud is definite!"

Finley extended his hand indifferently, "I already bit the ice cream, if you’re grossed out, give it back."

"Why should I? This is mine! If you want some, buy your own!"

Iris took a fierce bite of the ice cream, glaring at Finley with clenched teeth.

Finley smiled lightly, his gaze gentle, "You can’t stand it, but you can’t beat me, and you can’t snatch from me either. Don’t tell others that you’re my sister, it’s embarrassing! Besides Iris, if you weren’t a premature baby, how much older would you be than me? You were born at seven months, so you’re only three months older than me. If you were full-term, you’d only be a month older. What, you think a month makes a difference? Stop telling others you’re my sister, or else every time you buy snacks, I’ll snatch them! I mean it!"

Finley brushed past Iris and went back to the classroom.

"Can you have some decency! Tch~" Iris threw a disdainful look at Finley, "Clearly younger than me, if not my brother, do I need people to misunderstand that I’m a child bride from your family?!"

Iris stood grumbling in place, Finley, who had turned to enter the classroom ahead, pressed his lips together, the fingers in his pants pocket slightly tightening. His voice deepened towards the grumbling person behind him, "Class is starting, Iris."

"...Being in the same class as Finley is the worst, it’s like having a nagging housekeeper follow me all day..... If we’re in the same class again in middle school, I’ll be cursed!"

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During class.

Finley and Ryan Seys were at the same desk, while Iris sat with another female classmate, with the female classmate and an aisle between Finley and Iris.

Finley was working on the problems assigned by the teacher, while Iris doodled in her textbook with a pencil.

"Iris, come up here and solve this problem."

The teacher called Iris’s name.

Only after her desk mate reminded her did Iris snap back into reality and head to the podium. Looking at the math problem on the blackboard, Iris bit her lip and quietly said, "Teacher, I don’t know how..."

The math teacher glanced at Iris, voice indifferent, "If you don’t know, study harder. What are you daydreaming about during class! Who can solve this problem, raise your hand."

A large portion of the classmates who could solve it raised their hands, and those looking at the embarrassed Iris on stage had sneers at the corners of their mouths or in their eyes.