Plenty of people knew that Yun Zijin had donated money to the university, and it was a significant sum.
If Yun Zijin were to go and voice her opinion, it might actually work.
Still, Qin Sitong wouldn't go bothering Yun Zijin unless it was absolutely necessary. She wasn't above a little name-dropping, though.
"Senior Sister Qin, we were just asking. It's fine if you don't want to say anything. We've got to go, so we'll see you later. Bye, Senior Sister Qin."
The group that had wanted to stop Qin Sitong and ask about Fu Ze now scattered faster than anyone.
Once they were gone, Qin Sitong shot Fu Ze a glare. 'This man... he's nothing but trouble.'
Fu Ze was completely baffled by her glare. 'I didn't even do anything,' he thought. 'Why is she glaring at me? How unfair is that?'
But even if Fu Ze was dense, he knew better than to argue right now. He could only play along.
"It's my fault," Fu Ze promised. "Next time we're in a crowded place, I'll be sure to wear a mask."
