The young man lowered his head, his eyes evasive. "No, that's not it."
"Your name is Xu Sheng, and your mother's name is Xu Yue. The two of them didn't register their marriage, but the two of them are living together now, right?"
The young man trembled violently and lowered his head. "No, no, you're wrong."
"Do you want me to lay it out for you?" Guo Miao asked.
Xu Sheng lowered his head and stopped talking. His tears fell to the ground. He fell to his knees with a thud. "I'm sorry. I have no choice. Please let me leave now. I beg you."
Xu Sheng raised his head and looked at Guo Miao with tears in his eyes.
Guo Miao began to size up the boy. The boy had delicate features, but his cheeks were thin and slightly sunken.
His entire body was so thin that only a handful of bones were left. The jagged bones were like sharp knives that were about to pierce through his clothes.
