"I didn't," Yang Baiyue realized that Yang Ruxin was never going to acknowledge him.
"Hehe..." Yang Ruxin let out two chuckles.
Yang Baiyue immediately felt a chill run down his spine.
Dong Wenming sighed at that moment, "So you're not Ajie, you deceived us into a marriage, no wonder you didn't care about Ruoqiu's naivety..."
"Father-in-law, no," Yang Baiyue made the decision that was most beneficial to himself in an instant, "I didn't pretend, I really am Mo Wenjie, I..." he said, taking a breath, "I was just ill before and needed a lot of silver. I didn't have enough when I happened to meet this girl. She said I looked especially like her uncle, and then..."
"I will give you a letter of divorce. My family cannot afford a son-in-law like you..."
"Dad, I really am your son-in-law, I was blinded by stupidity..." Yang Baiyue panicked, "I really didn't deceive you all..."