When the paternity test showed that I was the real daughter, all the wealthy families in Shanghai destroyed the evidence.
The night Jiang Wan was kicked out of Shen Mansion, the adoptive father's will flashed on the smart jade bracelet - 30% of the shares were left to his "biological daughter", while the real daughter was turning the wheelchair and crushing my pearl hairpin. The stepmother who knocked on the wooden fish in the Buddhist hall monitored my position in real time with the agarwood beads on her wrist; the eldest brother who returned from Wall Street, the password to the study room was actually the Hertz frequency of the nursery rhymes in the orphanage.
I smiled and put on the Suzhou embroidery cheongsam, with the nano monitor hidden in the buckle:
At an antique auction, blockchain traceability was used to expose the baby-swapping bureau from thirty years ago;
Turn a bankrupt beauty company into a leading genetic testing company, and decode the chromosomal abnormality of your opponent's daughter on the spot in the live broadcast room;
When my family took me to the gene bank to "prove my identity," I held up the marriage certificate to the camera: "Thank you to my second uncle for sponsoring the hot search. The paternity test between you and the housekeeper... Is being sent to the notary office."
In this hunt in the name of love, the most dangerous hunter has already put on sheep's clothing. Gu Chenzhou grabbed my hand adjusting his tie: "Ms. Jiang, do you think it is the main personality that has awakened now, or the thugs who bombed the maternity hospital for you?" The sound of the wheelchair in the dark suddenly stopped, and the mechanical watch under my cheongsam was quantumly entangled with the embryos in the freezer.
They finally remembered: In the fire 20 years ago, there was never more than one gene-edited baby...
