Retired to the Antique Street, the Richest Man's Daughter Forced Me to Get the Certificate

When I was fifteen years old, a "fake antique" made by my grandfather caused a disaster, and I was the only one who survived. Ten years later, the fatal clue reappeared. In order to protect my girlfriend, the richest man's daughter, I took the initiative to break up and prepared to return to the world. Unexpectedly, my girlfriend took out her household registration book with her backhand: "If you don't get your certificate today, I will smash your shabby store!" On the first day when he was forced to obtain the certificate, his love rival showed up and provoked him wildly with sky-high price antiques. I smashed it casually: "It's fake. There are also screws in the mezzanine that I forgot to take out when I was a child to fix the mold." When my true identity was exposed, the entire antique world was shocked! "What? You said he collects rags? He is the leader of the four major counterfeiting families, the founder who can tell the world's authenticity at a glance!"