It Has Nothing to Do with Me

"So who do you think is the most likely person?" Zhou Chuo deliberately emphasized the last sentence, and his eyes subconsciously drifted to Zhou Xuan, who was standing at the back of the crowd.

"Hmph." Faced with such blatant framing, Zhou Xuan snorted. He didn't want to participate in this dispute, but since Zhou Chuo was framing him like this, there was no need for him to endure it.

Zhou Kuo frowned and was about to defend Zhou Xuan when Zhou Xuan took the initiative to walk forward and stand in front of him.

"Second Uncle, what you said is really good. You directly pushed the responsibility to me." This nonsense wouldn't affect Zhou Xuan at all. "However, I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you, Second Uncle. I don't have any communication tools in my hands during the few days I've been grounded. Therefore, it's very difficult to contact the outside world, let alone plan."