Jiang Yan never thought that the genius illegitimate son who was praised by his father in public had the same eyebrows as himself. When the two confronted each other at the art exhibition, the tremors in their blood were more piercing than any evidence. What controls all of this is the silent father, the vicious biological mother, the old friend who hides old scores, and the grandmother who never speaks but has already seen through everything. The illegitimate son he adopted was his brother who had been separated for nineteen years - and the Jiang family had long been not only a fortress of wealth, but also a cemetery where the truth was buried.
