They Stole Grandma's Life, and I Personally Ruined Their Whole Family's Future.

My grandpa is a thief. He stole his grandmother's name, stole her identity as an educated youth, and took another woman out of the mountains. One became a law professor and stood on the podium to talk about fairness. One has become a famous Chinese painting artist and talks about his character in front of the camera. My grandmother was trapped in the mountains her whole life, and was stabbed in the spine and called "broken shoe". He never closed his eyes until he died. Fifty years have passed. I relied on the support of my grandmother and mother to get out of the mountain and become a partner of a top law firm. During my graduation season, I sat in the position of the chief interviewer of a law firm. The boy sitting opposite me is sunny and handsome. He is the most outstanding recent graduate of the University of Political Science and Law. I opened his resume and looked down page by page. I turned to the family information section and paused. I stared at that name for a long time. I raised my head, looked at him, and said lightly. "You failed."