The voice seemed a little familiar, but she quickly shook her head, figuring she was just hearing things.
She couldn't help but compare this Mr. Yang Hui to the detestable man she'd met before. The contrast was stark. She recalled how that man had taken advantage of her time and again, embarrassing her and making a fool of her. She even mentally passed judgment on them both: 'Mr. Yang Hui is like a gentle spring breeze and a soft rain, silently nurturing all things. That other man is like a poisonous vine strangling a tree, leaving nothing but barren ground behind.'
At this thought, she let out a self-deprecating laugh. 'These two are just passersby in my life, people I'll probably never see again, and here I am comparing them. What a waste of time.'
She glanced at the time. The parents should be arriving at the school by now. Once they were all gathered, she and the other subject teachers would take the stage to give the parents a brief report and update on recent school matters.
