Wang You looked at Yiting with a face full of sympathy, his mouth unable to hide his smugness.
And his smug expression raised a suspicion in Yiting's heart. He looked at Wang You indifferently: "Was what the landlord said your doing?"
As soon as he spoke, Wang You's face froze slightly.
He did not expect Yiting to guess, let alone say it out loud.
But how could Wang You admit it?
"The landlord? Something fishy? What are you talking about?" Wang You played dumb, flatly denying his role in the situation.
"Keep pretending, go on."
Yiting sneered. Did he really think that by playing dumb, he could clear himself of involvement?
If Wang You hadn't appeared at just the right moment and the landlord's notice hadn't come at such a convenient time, he might not have suspected Wang You.
But now, no matter how you looked at it, Wang You couldn't be dissociated from it.
