The dean stood, rendered speechless by the force of Wang Fugui's retort. His words faltered as he attempted to respond, but only managed to mutter, "You..."
"What is it?" Wang Fugui queried, a touch of unhappiness in his voice. "I refuse to let you unjustly accuse this student. I maintain my belief that she's innocent."
The homeroom teacher furrowed her brow, acknowledging the truth in his words, yet feeling unsettled within herself.
Meanwhile, Jiang Ling'er smiled.
The dean interjected, "I meant that she might possess the answer sheet. The informant stated that it was on the second floor. A fellow classmate in the examination room attested that she had completed her work swiftly and proceeded to rest her head on the desk. If she did not possess the answers beforehand, how could she have finished so expeditiously?"
