Chapter 1533: Our Youth [5]

"No guy can resist an exceptional girl. You’re such a poor student, but the painting Han gave you years ago shows he’s got quite a good foundation in studies. If you keep this up, are you hoping to find him someday so he can look down on you, thinking you’re not worthy of him?"

"Do guys all like exceptional girls?" Iris Seys looked at Finley Sutherland, confused.

Finley lowered his eyes, holding a pen while working on problems, and replied casually, "Do you girls like bad boys? It’s the same logic. Being a bit outstanding is always appealing. It’s never wrong."

"Tsk tsk... Finley, oh Finley, no wonder you were just teaching someone to solve problems. That girl Sweeny Walters ranked fifth in the class last semester, she’s considered excellent, right? Turns out Finley, you just like academic achievers..."

Finley held his pen, his brow furrowed, then tapped Iris Seys’s head and scolded, "Stop daydreaming, focus and study seriously. This problem is actually quite simple, take a look at this step, it’s like this..."

Under the Riveredge Middle School sunset, students joyfully exercised on the playground, laughing merrily.

Meanwhile, in a certain classroom, a boy in a white shirt, with tousled hair lightly resting on his forehead, held a pen in his hand, teaching the girl sitting beside him step-by-step how to solve the answers to the classroom problems.

The boy taught intently, maintaining an indifferent, mature appearance, his voice gentle, like the breeze wafting by.

When Iris Seys’s stomach growled, Finley glanced at her, "Can you focus on studying?"

Iris Seys clutched her stomach, looking pitiful, "I’m hungry. I didn’t eat much at noon, don’t you know today the school dishes were all things I hate? I worked so hard to stockpile snacks, which you ended up throwing away."

Finley pressed his lips together, returned to his seat, and took out a few pieces of chocolate, pushing them toward Iris Seys, "Eat these first. Once we finish this problem, we’ll leave. Eat less, it’s not good to eat too much chocolate."

If she weren’t hungry, those chocolates would have gone straight into the trash without offering her any.

Iris Seys nodded vigorously as she quickly unwrapped the chocolate and ate, her smile particularly bright, completely forgetting her previous grudge against Finley.

"Finley, how come you have chocolate? You don’t usually like snacks, do you?" Iris Seys asked while eating chocolate.

Finley wrote down the last problem’s steps in the notebook and then helped pack Iris Seys’s bag while casually replying, "No idea who put it in my desk. Originally planned to feed the trash can, now that I think about it, feeding pigs isn’t bad either."

"...Your mouth is really—" Nasty!

Super nasty—!

If she weren’t eating from him, she’d have already started bickering with Finley.

Father Sutherland and Godmother Daisy are both gentle and elegant, how could they have a son like Finley who’s outwardly cold and has such a snarky mouth?!

Isn’t it certain he was switched at birth?!

She highly suspects it!

Despite having eaten three pieces of chocolate, Iris Seys was still not quite full. With a nod towards Finley for more, her eyes looked at him pitifully, "Can I have two more? I’m still hungry."

"No!" Finley carried the packed bags and headed out, "Let’s go, Iris Seys. Are you planning to spend the night at school?"

"Does my brother’s desk not have any chocolate either? If it was given by someone else, my brother surely has some too. After all, both of you are popular! Finley, let me have two more pieces." Iris Seys’s eyes eagerly stared at Finley’s back, her voice weak, carrying a hint of pleading.

"His has already been given to someone else to eat. No, Iris Seys, are you leaving or not? Chocolate is just to satisfy you in the moment. Have dinner at home, quickly."

"...Which home for dinner?"