The Shen family, a wealthy family in Shanghai, found their "real daughter" who had been missing for fifteen years, but unfortunately it was a fake. The real daughter Lin Jianwei squatted at the back door of Shen's Mansion with her keepsake, munching the overnight sesame cake while watching the fake in the brightly lit hall, holding her biological father's hand, crying to the reporter: "In these years, I have suffered a lot outside..." Lin Jianwei swallowed the last bite of the sesame cake, patted the residue on his hands, and smiled. Bitter? OK. That night, the young owner of the largest department store in Shanghai, the most venomous chief writer of the newspaper, and the elusive leader of underground intelligence received an unsigned letter at the same time. There was only a line of elegant fine print on it: "Let's talk about the price of the fake daughter of the Shen family?" The fake robbed her of her identity, so she flipped the table. But, how come the teacher who always leaves a light for her late at night and has a warm smile can always accurately intercept all her secrets? There was a faint fragrance of ink on his fingertips, but he said softly to her: "Jian Wei, I will play this game with you to the end."
