President Fan glanced at the headmaster. "Wushuang told me all about it. She was the one who bought the magazine. If you want, I can send you her credit card statement later."
"No, it's not necessary," the headmaster said as he waved his hands. "I'm sure Ms. Wushuang was just playing."
"Not necessary?" President Fan smirked. He looked at Little Han Ye and asked, "You. Tell me what he was going to do to you earlier…"
Little Han Ye glanced at the headmaster who kept shaking his head before he glanced back at President Fan.
"Don't try to lie to me. I'd know."
Little Han Ye could tell the difference in President Fan's tone. The man had softened his expression and lowered the tone of his voice when he was talking to Little Han Ye.
After a while, he muttered softly, "He's going to report it to the scholarship committee…"
