After they left, Little Han Ye went back to his classroom with a lighter heart. The fear that he felt earlier had completely dissipated.
The last class had ended, and most of the kids had gone home. However, Little Wu Yuexue was still in the room, along with a few of their classmates.
When she saw him walking in with a relaxed expression, she smiled and said, "President Fan saved you?"
After the headmaster's assistant shooed them out of the office, Little Fan Wushuang gave her father's office a call. Little Wu Yuexue, who was worried about Little Han Ye, had kept her eyes out of the window during the classes.
When she caught a glimpse of President Fan's car, she knew that Little Han Ye would be fine.
Little Han Ye nodded. "He's much cooler in person than on TV."
