Don't Thank Me I Don't Need It

"Do you know what you're talking about?" King Yu's black eyes narrowed slightly. "Why would Mo Wenyuan frame me like this?"

Su Mingyu curled her lips. "How would I know? This is between King Yu and Mo Wenyuan."

Su Mingyu deliberately didn't explain, but a smart person like King Yu would definitely think of something and fill in the gap.

As expected, King Yu only narrowed his eyes and lowered them. He said, "It's simply too shameless to drag Yue'er in just because you want to see me make a fool of myself."

Su Mingyu smiled and didn't pursue the topic. "It seems that King Yu doesn't have any opinion on Su Yue herself. He's just unhappy that he got set up by himself, isn't he?"

Looking at the smart girl in front of him, King Yu retracted his gaze. "Although Yue'er has some ulterior motives, she wouldn't do something like making fun of her reputation."