"How can they frame you without any proof?"
There was a hint of anger in Qiaoxu's tone.
Bai Yu glanced at her and smiled softly.
She still believed him, just like back then when everyone treated him as a thief, only she stood in front of him and fiercely scolded those people.
"Don't you suspect that I made up this story just to gain your sympathy?"
Qiaoxu's expression froze as she looked at his playful and unrestrained appearance, really thinking that he was playing tricks in front of her, and her face instantly darkened.
"Alright, alright, don't be angry, don't be angry, everything I said is true."
He quickly reassured her, fearing that this rare young lady who believed in him would angrily walk away.
"Actually, whether there's evidence or not isn't important. What's important is that I was the only one with a motive to steal the money."
He casually shrugged, and an imperceptible cold light flashed in his eyes.