Letting Loose After Marrying A Business Tycoon

Chapter 142: Teacher, I'm Back

[This is an adaptation, this story is not mine. The credits goes to the original writer. Please do not vote!]

"Hubby."

Lee Jung Jae replied, "Mmm?" His anger had yet to subside and there was a tinge of anger in his voice.

Ha Jiwon suddenly said, "Irene is awake."

Lee Jung Jae was puzzled when he heard this. He said, "I know she is awake." Irene had already come to visit us. How can I not know that she's awake?

Ha Jiwon gripped the corner of the study table tightly and said in a trembling voice, "If you had really given Irene's heart to Nanc then, you would be committing murder, hubby!"

Lee Jung Jae was stunned.

Feeling slightly guilty, he stammered. "At that time, Irene was in a coma for eight years. Even the doctor said that the chances of her waking up were close to zero. How could I have known that she would really wake up?"

"Don't you feel guilty seeing that child Irene today?" Ha Jiwon's forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat. She said, "I don't even dare to look that child in the eye. The moment I look at her, I think of all the sins you nearly committed..."

Inside the room, the husband and wife were arguing in low voices. Outside the room, Nancy overheard her parents' conversation. She looked bewildered and shocked. My father had nearly killed Irene to save me!

In that case, Irene and her sister's hearts are truly compatible with mine?

"Jiwon, give me some peace and quiet for a while, alright?" Lee Jung Jae didn't wish to continue discussing this matter with Ha Jiwon. His head hurt. Ha Jiwon's gaze softened when she saw Lee Jung Jae massaging his temples again.

She instructed Lee Jung Jae gently. "Have a good rest then. I am going to take a nap."

Ha Jiwon opened the door to the study and was about to return to her room, when she saw a skirt flash past the corner of the staircase.

Ha Jiwon asked, "Nanc?"

Nancy stepped back and stood on the platform. She looked down at Ha Jiwon. "Mother, what's the matter?"

Seeing that Nancy's expression was normal, Ha Jiwon guessed that she must not have heard her conversation with her husband. Only then did Ha Jiwon relax. "Don't play with your cell phone in the afternoon. Get some rest."

"Alright, I'll return to my room then."

Outside the room, the mother-daughter duo had returned to their respective rooms. Inside the study, Lee Jung Jae felt very troubled. He rubbed his aching head, opened his laptop, logged onto a website, and checked the meeting center.

1: [Hi, there are very few RH-negative hearts. We have yet to find a suitable heart for you. Please wait a little longer.]

Lee Jung Jae's head hurt even more at this reply.

Is it really that rare?

Lee Jung Jae held onto a glimmer of hope as he replied: [I am rich. I can add more money, but my daughter doesn't have much time left. I really cannot continue wasting time. Can you think of a way?]

The other party continued to type.

After a few minutes, the message was sent.

1: [I can't kill for you.]

1: [Let's wait a little longer. We will try our best to find it.]

Lee Jung Jae seemed to see hope.

After Jennie and her sister left the Lee Family, they walked to the main entrance of the Amethyst Gated Community and waited for Long Yu. Jennie felt rather sleepy and hugged a pillow to sleep when she boarded the car.

Irene supported Jennie's shoulder and pressed Jennie's head against her own thigh. "It will be easier to sleep this way."

Jennie rubbed her head against Irene's thigh and fell asleep. Irene also felt sleepy. She looked up and closed her eyes for her afternoon nap. Just when she was about to fall asleep, the pocket of her pants that was close to her thigh started vibrating.

Irene took out her cell phone and received a message.

1: [I, I have replied according to your instructions.]

Irene's fingers twitched as she replied: [You must kill off all of Lee Jung Jae's hopes.]

1: [Got it.]

Long Yu sent Irene to Seulgi's house first, before sending Jennie back. Irene alighted and entered the house. After confirming that Seulgi was not at home, she went to Seulgi's study and turned on his laptop.

Irene logged into her own WeChat account and entered a number that she memorized into the 'add friends' column. Through that number, Irene really managed to find Fu Hanshen's WeChat.

Fu Hanshen's WeChat name was very simple: "F". Irene clicked on the friend request, wrote one word, and sent it over.

Fu Hanshen returned home that night, turned on his laptop, logged into WeChat habitually to check his messages, and saw a new friend request. He didn't think much of it, and just opened it to see the details.

The person who added him was a stranger. His WeChat name was I. There was only one word on his friend request details:

Teacher.

Fu Hanshen was slightly stunned and his heartbeat quickened.

Teacher...

Although he had lectured classes in school before, those students all addressed him respectfully as Professor Fu. His students were all over the world, but there was only one person who was qualified to call him teacher.

Irene, who was his only beloved disciple.

But that child had fallen into a coma eight years ago.

Is it her?

Fu Hanshen hesitated for a moment before clicking on 'accept'.

Seulgi was rather busy at work and would only be home very late these few days. When it was time for dinner, he ordered a meal for Irene at Meituan Food Delivery. Irene ate the lean meat porridge that Seulgi had ordered for her and drank a bottle of rib soup with kelp, before returning to the study.

Seeing that Fu Hanshen had already accepted her friend request, Jennie hurriedly sat down.

She sent a message to Fu Hanshen.

Irene: [Teacher.]

The other end replied very quickly: [You are?]

Irene sent Fu Han a video call request.

Fu Hanshen was still refusing to accept the video call, but Irene was in no hurry and allowed the video call to continue ringing. Just when the video was about to automatically end, Fu Hanshen accepted the call within the last few seconds.

A fair and peerlessly beautiful face appeared in Fu Hanshen's line of sight. Looking at that face, Fu Hanshen knew that this was his beloved disciple, Irene. That world-weary, arrogant expression was something that no one else could imitate.

Fu Hanshen couldn't believe that Irene had really awoken. He was slightly agitated and his lips quivered. "Rene..." Once the words " Rene "left his lips, Fu Hanshen was somewhat speechless.

Irene looked at Fu Hanshen silently. After a moment, she pursed her lips and said in disdain, "Teacher, you have white hair now." Eight years ago, Irene's voice was still that of a teenage girl. Hearing Irene's cold, unfamiliar voice, Fu Hanshen's hand trembled and he suddenly hung up the video call.

He got up and hurried over to the window, stepping over the mess of photocopies on the floor.

Fu Hanshen leaned against the window sill, rested his hand on his forehead, closed his eyes, and composed himself. Fifteen minutes later, Fu Hanshen walked back to the study table, sat down, and took the initiative to send Irene a video.

Irene had been sitting quietly in front of her computer, waiting for a reply. Once the video call rang, Irene accepted the call. Seeing that Fu Han had calmed down, Irene gave him a rare smile.

She said, "Teacher, I'm back."

Frowning at his beloved disciple, Fu Hanzhen said emotionally, "I've waited eight years for you to say this."