Deep Love and Misty Rain: the Red Makeup Has Not Stained the Dust of the Old Court

Yan Ni's first thought when she woke up was: "Whose decorator painted the walls earthy gray?" His second thought was: "Where is the equipment in my live broadcast room? Was it stolen?" It wasn't until she saw the rough porcelain bowl with a corner missing on the table and touched the old washed white shirt on her body that she suddenly panicked - this was not her rental house, nor was it any place she had ever been. "Kidnapping?" She scratched her head and murmured in a low voice, "I'm a little anchor, so kidnapping me isn't enough money, is it?" Before she could figure it out, strange memories came into her mind. A few minutes later, Yan Ni slumped down on a small bench, almost crying but without tears: If you want to travel through time, just travel through time. Why did you end up traveling to the Republic of China? I can't live this day! But the real "critical blow" was yet to come - in the memory, before grandma died, she held her hand and said intermittently: "Your father... His name is Lu Zhenhua..." Yan Ni: "???" Wait, why does this name sound so familiar? She suddenly realized - it's not the Republic of China, it's the Chuanshu! The one she wore was still the movie "Love is Deep and Rainy" which has the word "abuse" engraved into its DNA! Now she was going to have to experience all the bad things in the Lu family firsthand?