Fiona was exhausted and fell asleep soon. Ryan stood up and quietly took his phone out of his pocket. Then he stepped out of the infirmary and made a call. "Andrew, help me investigate Fiona Ji's family background. Get me all the details."
"Okay," Andrew replied. "Your brother is back. Would you like to go home today?"
"Oh, really?" Ryan frowned and pursed his lips. "I'll call you if I decide to go home."
"All right."
Ryan hung up and went back to the infirmary. Gazing at Fiona's peaceful face, he realized that he could never tire of watching her sleep all his life.
Back at the playground, the girls at the art school were waiting for their drillmaster as well as Fiona.
"Will Fiona be okay?" Leona asked.
"She will be fine," Sophia explained. "Ryan must be at the infirmary by now."
'What? Ryan also went to the infirmary?' Leona scowled at this thought.
"The drillmaster ran so fast!" Ella cheekily commented. "He took Fiona away in his arms like she was a princess. It was quite a sight!"
"Then you should faint too. You will enjoy the same treatment!" Sophia teased with a smile.
"Okay, I will pass out as soon as he comes back!" Ella said with a chuckle.
No sooner did she said that than a man in a military uniform ran up to the group and announced, "Hello, everybody. Mr. Cheng had to leave due to an emergency. In the meantime, I will take charge of the military training for the next two days!"
"What was the emergency?"
"Did he take Fiona to the hospital?"
"Are they in a relationship?"
"Stop asking questions, all of you!" the drillmaster yelled. "Mr. Cheng left after sending your classmate to the infirmary. Enough gossiping! Now, all of you! Attention! Stand up!"
"Oh my God! I don't want a new drillmaster."
"Oh, I miss Mr. Cheng.
He is so good-looking. At least we can admire his handsome face while we stand in attention."
"That's
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"You won't let me drink wine here?" Spencer asked. "If you don't let me drink, I will tell your father that his son is running a bar without telling him!"
"Don't mess with me. My father will thrash me if he finds out, and it will be all your fault!"
"What do you mean by that?" Spencer asked.
"You probably don't know it but you are the perfect man in my father's eyes," said Terence, shaking his head. His father would often say, "Look at Spencer. He is a leader at such a young age and is even going to get married this year. He's so much better than you! If you can't do anything, at least get married. Do you like any of my friend's daughters? I can arrange a blind date for you."
Spencer gloated at his friend's misery and patted Terence's shoulder.
"Get lost!" Terence shrugged off Spencer's hand. He couldn't help but circle back to his friend's love life. "You pulled a long face when I mentioned Fiona's name. What's wrong? And it is not the weekend either. How come you haven't gone to the university to train them?"
"It's all bullshit. I was so fed up that I went to that poor university to be a drillmaster. Fiona thinks no end of herself. She always gives me the cold shoulder."
Terence nodded, "It looks you were wronged by Fiona."