"Su Mu, you've disappointed me too much."
"I even specially arranged this speaking opportunity for you today. As long as you successfully showed all the guests the bearing of an outstanding young man, how much smoother would your path in life have been?"
"But what did you do? Just to vent your anger, you displayed those photos of Wang Yiyi in front of all the guests today!"
"No matter how angry you were with Wang Yiyi, you couldn't do something this stupid!"
"You didn't just disgrace yourself and the Su Family—you've also made an enemy for the Su Family!"
"Su Mu, how did you become like this?!"
"Huh?! Huh?!"
"Su Mu, I'm truly too disappointed in you!"
Su Zhenxing berated Su Mu in anguish, completely disregarding the fact that Su Mu was still injured.
"Dad, Dad, I really wasn't the one who displayed those photos!"
"What I put up was clearly the speech draft I made myself!"
"Dad, believe me. I, Su Mu, am not that stupid!"
"How could I publicly display photos of Wang Yiyi fooling around with men at such an important event?!"
"It wouldn't do me any good at all!"
"Someone is clearly framing me!"
"Dad, believe me! Dad, you have to believe me!"
Ignoring the pain in his face and body, Su Mu shouted as he defended himself to his father, Su Zhenxing, hoping to make him believe him.
"That's right, our Su Mu isn't such a foolish child!"
"Our Su Mu would never do something when he knew there was nothing to gain from it!"
"Someone must be framing our Su Mu!"
Liu Yanran tenderly stroked the bandages wrapped around Su Mu's body, so heartbroken that she was nearly in tears.
Su Mu was truly too pitiful!
That father-daughter pair from the Wang Family was