Guan Qinghan was stunned.
She stared blankly at Zheng Jingliang, unable to speak for a long time.
Even though she had seen her fair share of shady things as an executive in her company in Kyoto, it was her first time encountering someone as blatantly deceitful as Zheng Jingliang.
"Fang Zhe! You're framing him?!"
"Not only did you want to set up a pickpocket to frame him, but now that you've been exposed, you still want to incriminate him?!"
"How... how could you do this?!"
Guan Qinghan could hardly believe it; the middle school classmate in front of her felt utterly unfamiliar.
Even though she was aware of some of Fang Zhe's ulterior motives, she had never imagined he would go so far.
"Framing? I don't understand what you're talking about. The eyewitness is right here. What am I framing him for? We have no old grudges, neither I nor the eyewitness have anything against him, so why would we frame him? What do I gain from doing so?"
Fang Zhe looked the picture of innocence.