"Oh? But I happen to be her professor," he stated shamelessly, gesturing toward Gu Jin.
"And when it concerns my student's well-being, I most certainly have the right to interfere."
Gu Jin shot him a glance, slightly irked by his declaration, but chose not to refute it. If he wanted to meddle, so be it.
Long Yifan stepped forward, his stance relaxed but undeniably commanding.
"Since you insist that the hotel had no part in this, then simply provide the call logs," he suggested.
"That should clear up any misunderstandings."
The front desk manager's lips pressed into a thin line before he scoffed.
"Hotel policy states that we only disclose our call logs to law enforcement or high-ranking officials. We don't hand them over to just any Tom, Dick, or Harry who walks in demanding to see them."
Long Yifan sighed, shaking his head with a look of mock disappointment.