"And her clothes, they're from a national treasure brand in France. How could a poor student afford them? How do you explain that?" Zhao Huiran's companion questioned.
"Principal, do you think I need to explain myself to them?" Ye Wan asked, not even glancing at the girls, her expression calm as she looked at the principal.
"No need!" The principal was speechless. He was extremely disappointed with this girl's behavior and words. It seemed he needed to strengthen students' moral education; what distorted values had they cultivated?
"Why shouldn't she explain? Principal, are you biased towards Ye Wan?" one of the girls blurted out thoughtlessly.
Upon hearing this, the principal's face instantly turned as cold as ice, not a trace of his former amiability remaining. He sneered, "If I don't deal with Ye Wan today, will you all go out and spread rumors that I was bribed by Ye Wan, or even that I'm involved with her?"
The four girls were so scared their faces turned pale, and they dared not speak for a moment. However, they were indeed thinking along those lines.
"They will! With their twisted values and unreasonable stubbornness, they definitely will!" Jiang Yan was so infuriated by these fools she felt like spitting blood. They were making accusations without any evidence; they were truly sick.
Zhao Huiran was still unconvinced. "Fine, as long as Ye Wan can clearly explain how she got those hundreds of thousands of yuan worth of clothes, I'll let her off."
"Ew, I suddenly remembered... the other day I went to a hotel and saw you entering a room with a bald man with a beer belly. You're being kept, aren't you?" Ning Xin suddenly spoke up.
"Huh? Are you crazy? My family is rich, why would I need to be kept?" Zhao Huiran immediately retorted.
"How would I know? Anyway, I saw it. I think you're being kept. Or perhaps you can explain it to me," Ning Xin said with a look of disdain.
"You're spouting nonsense! I've never been to a hotel with some bald man with a beer belly!" Zhao Huiran was enraged. She was a young lady of privilege; how could she do such a thing?
Ning Xin, Ye Wan, and Jiang Yan exchanged a smile. Ning Xin continued, "I saw it! You have to explain it to me. And your clothes aren't cheap either. How can you, a female student, afford them? You say your family is rich, prove it to me! Bring your family's asset statement for me to see, otherwise, you're being kept!"
Zhao Huiran was rendered speechless by Ning Xin's questions, her face turning red.
"Zhao Huiran, are you feeling very angry right now? Do you think I'm being unreasonable? This is exactly how you all behave!" Ning Xin blinked, her eyes filled with even stronger contempt.
"You... you... how can a poor student like Ye Wan compare to me!" Zhao Huiran was furious. In all her life, she had never suffered such a loss.
"Who says Ye Wan is a poor student?" a deep voice rang out. Everyone looked towards the doorway and saw Lin Zehan, dressed impeccably, appear.
Seeing this, the principal also stood up. Lin Zehan glanced at Ye Wan, who looked disheveled, and walked over. He presented his business card, "Hello, Principal. I am the General Manager of Lin's Group. My name is Lin Zehan, and I was the one who sent Ye Wan her phone this morning."
"Oh, Mr. Lin. Your company has always donated scholarships to the school but has maintained a low profile and never revealed yourselves. On behalf of the school, I express our gratitude," the principal said politely.
"This is what Lin's Group should do as a company. I saw the negative news about student Ye Wan online. I am here to clarify. Ye Wan recently hosted a very important Spanish client for our company. It was her excellent translation skills that allowed the two companies to quickly reach a cooperation agreement. This phone is a prize from our company to her."