I died under the gunfire of the Japanese. Born into the new era of the 21st century with memories. All limbs on the body were intact, without any gunshot wounds. There are no missing arms or legs, and there is no need to go to the battlefield hungry. I spent a wonderful life in the orphanage with no worries about food and clothing. It wasn't until I was 16 years old that my biological parents came to visit me. Uncle Dean told me that I was the mistaken real young master of the Shen family. The first day you step into your home. Shen Ye, who had been the young master of the Shen family for 15 years, knelt down to me and begged me sincerely not to drive him away. I stretched out my hand to help him up and said sternly: "The Chinese people are as close as one family. I will never do anything to hurt my family!"
