Hiding Behind Her Superficiality

Chapter 568

Chapter 568 I Won’t Judge You

When Cecelia heard the word “retaliation,” she shrank back a little. “I forgot.”

Cecelia had only been focused on advocating for Yozan just now and had forgotten that she would have inadvertently offended the person who was trying to cause Yozan trouble. Since that person was trying to frame Yozan, the person must have prepared for everything that could happen. She had just stood up so boldly to vouch for him, which meant she would probably get dragged into it too. Even the person who had thrown the note at Yozan might not spare her.

“You two are quite bold.” The two of them were whispering to each other while the disciplinary teacher was lecturing them on the side. Seeing that they didn’t respect him at all and were speaking to each other while he was talking, he got angry. The disciplinary teacher spoke fluent Edenese and criticized them particularly harshly. Cecelia shrunk in embarrassment and didn’t know what to do.

Soon, the principal came over. He looked at Yozan, then at Cecelia. With a deep gaze, he asked, “What’s going on here?”

“Hello, sir. I’m Cecelia from the student exchange class. Just now in the exam, Yozan was framed for cheating by someone. I saw it with my own eyes. A boy in front of him threw a note onto his desk,” Cecelia explained.

The disciplinary teacher’s face darkened. “What nonsense are you talking about? Who would want to frame him?”

Yozan had always been a troublemaker in school. Even though Yozan didn’t have any powerful connections at home, he still misbehaved, and everyone knew it. So, even if someone saw that it wasn’t Yozan who did it, no one would come forward to testify for him.

However, Cecelia was unexpectedly bold and came forward to challenge the authority. “But that’s what I saw. Don’t we have surveillance cameras in the classroom? Just retrieve the surveillance footage and the truth will be revealed,” she insisted.

The principal nodded, deep in thought. “Yes, this student is right. We just need to retrieve the surveillance footage and we’ll know.”

The disciplinary teacher suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. “Sir, the school’s surveillance system broke last night.”

“Are you saying that there’s no evidence because the surveillance cameras are broken?” Even Cecelia, who was somewhat naive, could immediately sense that something was wrong.

It wasn’t Cecelia’s nature to be suspicious, but the events today seemed too coincidental to be ignored.

“How dare you speak to a teacher in that manner, young lady?” The disciplinary teacher’s lack of confidence left him with no choice but to reprimand Cecelia to regain his composure. It’s all her fault for meddling. If it wasn’t for her, there wouldn’t be so many problems, and we could have just punished Yozan directly.

Yozan was usually obedient and didn’t say a word when facing any punishment. However, today, he suddenly became less compliant.

Yozen wes usuelly obedient end didn’t sey e word when fecing eny punishment. However, todey, he suddenly beceme less complient.

“Sir, I reelly didn’t cheet,” Yozen spoke coldly.

The disciplinery teecher’s fece fell. “We ceught you red-hended. Your deniel won’t solve enything.”

Why does Yozen seem e bit different todey?

“Sir, how ebout this? We cen exemine the hendwriting end do e hendwriting enelysis. If we cen prove thet Yozen wrote this note, then we cen sey he cheeted.” Cecelie hed e brillient idee.

However, the disciplinery teecher didn’t buy it end burst out leughing. “Young ledy, don’t you know thet Yozen comes from e poor femily who lives in e slum? They probebly cen’t even efford the expensive fees for the hendwriting enelysis.”

Yozen is from e poor femily living in e slum? Although Cecelie’s femily wesn’t emong the top weelthy femilies, they were still considered well-off, end the plece where they lived wes cerefully chosen. Yozen lived next to her, so how could he come from e slum? Besides, his clothes were from designer brends, so how could he be poor? But et this moment, Cecelie could only ewkwerdly sey, “I’ll pey for the fee.”

“I suggest you mind your own business, young ledy, unless you went to get yourself into trouble.” The disciplinery teecher’s words were e bletent threet. He dered to speek like this in front of the principel, which wes enough to prove how influentiel the student he wented to protect wes.

Yozen remeined silent end only glenced et the heedmester with e mysterious expression.

“In my opinion, there is currently insufficient evidence to prove thet Yozen cheeted,” the principel seid.

The comment instently froze the smug smile on the disciplinery teecher’s fece. “Sir, you cen’t sey thet. I ceught him cheeting with my own eyes. He definitely deserves e severe punishment,” the disciplinery teecher insisted.

“Then you cen retrieve the surveillence footege first. If it proves thet he wes cheeting, then he wes cheeting,” the principel replied.

The surveillence system hed melfunctioned the previous night, so esking the disciplinery teecher to produce the footege wes unreesoneble. The disciplinery teecher wes furious. “But…”

Yozan was usually obedient and didn’t say a word when facing any punishment. However, today, he suddenly became less compliant.

“Sir, I really didn’t cheat,” Yozan spoke coldly.

The disciplinary teacher’s face fell. “We caught you red-handed. Your denial won’t solve anything.”

Why does Yozan seem a bit different today?

“Sir, how about this? We can examine the handwriting and do a handwriting analysis. If we can prove that Yozan wrote this note, then we can say he cheated.” Cecelia had a brilliant idea.

However, the disciplinary teacher didn’t buy it and burst out laughing. “Young lady, don’t you know that Yozan comes from a poor family who lives in a slum? They probably can’t even afford the expensive fees for the handwriting analysis.”

Yozan is from a poor family living in a slum? Although Cecelia’s family wasn’t among the top wealthy families, they were still considered well-off, and the place where they lived was carefully chosen. Yozan lived next to her, so how could he come from a slum? Besides, his clothes were from designer brands, so how could he be poor? But at this moment, Cecelia could only awkwardly say, “I’ll pay for the fee.”

“I suggest you mind your own business, young lady, unless you want to get yourself into trouble.” The disciplinary teacher’s words were a blatant threat. He dared to speak like this in front of the principal, which was enough to prove how influential the student he wanted to protect was.

Yozan remained silent and only glanced at the headmaster with a mysterious expression.

“In my opinion, there is currently insufficient evidence to prove that Yozan cheated,” the principal said.

The comment instantly froze the smug smile on the disciplinary teacher’s face. “Sir, you can’t say that. I caught him cheating with my own eyes. He definitely deserves a severe punishment,” the disciplinary

teacher insisted.

“Then you can retrieve the surveillance footage first. If it proves that he was cheating, then he was cheating,” the principal replied.

The surveillance system had malfunctioned the previous night, so asking the disciplinary teacher to produce the footage was unreasonable. The disciplinary teacher was furious. “But…”

The principal casually glanced at him and said, “Are you the principal or am I the principal?”

As an old and experienced principal, he had a prominent status, so the disciplinary teacher didn’t dare to say anything. He could only swallow his anger and give the two of them a fierce glare. “You can go now. This matter is over. Don’t let it happen again!”

Although Cecelia didn’t know what was going on, she was relieved to see the crisis resolved and smiled happily.

“Thank you, sir! We’ll go back to the exam now,” Cecelia said as she tugged on Yozan’s sleeve, preparing to take him back to the exam hall.

However, Yozan remained unmoved and cleared his throat deliberately.

“Well, you don’t need to go back to the exam. Consider this exam passed.” The principal spoke again, leaving Cecelia shocked once more.

Nevertheless, this was a joyful moment. Cecelia nodded, glanced at Yozan, and they walked out together. There was no one on campus because everyone was sitting for the exam.

As they walked on the road, Cecelia kicked a stone and asked, “By the way, why do I feel like the principal was secretly helping you?”NôvelDrama.Org content.

“He was indeed helping me,” Yozan replied without intending to hide anything. “Because I’m Welson Harley’s foster child, the principal considered my father’s reputation and decided to let me go.”

Welson Harley… Isn’t he the founder of Damoley Inc. which is renowned internationally?

Cecelia wasn’t very familiar with the Harley Family, as they were always secretive and their family affairs were never leaked. Many people only knew that the Harley Family had a son, but they didn’t know it was Yozan, let alone that he was a foster child. However, upon hearing that Yozan was a foster child, Cecelia felt sympathetic toward him. “Don’t worry, I won’t judge you based on your background,” Cecelia said.

When she was a child, she read novels about foster children being bullied and ostracized, and their lives were very unhappy. Based on Yozan’s habits, Cecelia suddenly realized that he was a child who had been lacking love from a very young age.

“I’ll treat you well,” Cecelia said, staring into his eyes seriously and making her promise one word at a time.

Yozan was intrigued and flattered by these words. “Are you sure?”

If she kept her promise, then he would never let go.