Liu Muxue looked at her pitiful, frail mother and said resentfully, "Don't try to hide it from me, I already know. My dad wants to acknowledge his second wife's grandson as his son, right?"
Yang Ruoshui shook her head while crying, "Muxue, don't blame your dad. He has no choice. The clan elders are forcing him. If he doesn't divorce, he must adopt. It's a pity that you're not a boy."
Liu Muxue clenched her teeth and cursed, "What era is this, still resorting to divorce? What do those old men think they are? Village emperors? It's ridiculous. Your marriage is protected by law. If you don't agree, no one can interfere in your marriage. My dad is such a coward, when he is pushed a little, he succumbs. In the future, won't those old men continue to lead him around by the nose?"