My Wife, I Really am Your Husband!

Waking up, Xiao Jingtian found himself transmigrated into the body of a young master in a noble family, a double who immediately turned the tables on the original, a substitution of one person for another. He took over the identity of the original, and... a beautiful wife who harbored deep resentment towards him. Inside and outside the noble family mansion, danger lurked everywhere. In the imperial court, intrigue and treachery were rampant. Relying on his acting skills and strategies as a former telecom fraud leader, he manipulated everyone with ease. Xiao Jingtian felt that he was becoming more and more adept at being a substitute. Except for the way the two ladies looked at him, their gazes grew increasingly strange. From initial disgust and disdain to later suspicion. Until that night, the wife, who had been as cold as ice to him, nestled close to him with dreamy eyes, her breath sweet as orchids, and asked, "Stop pretending, I know you're not him." "Tell me, who exactly are you?" Zheng Yi's internal alarm bells rang, but his face remained calm. Instead, he reached out and embraced her slender waist, whispering with a smile, "My wife, I really am your husband!" A month later. Xiao Jingtian looked at the woman kneeling on the ground and chuckled: "Madam, was the 'me' of the past better, or the 'me' of the present?"