Jiang Yan was called uncle by his adopted son, but his biological father called him the enemy who killed his mother. The past he had forgotten was a rich family conspiracy intertwined with blood and fire. When his ten-year-old son stole his old things, when his adoptive mother burned a diary late at night, and when the school doctor handed him a bloody button, he was shocked to realize that he was not an abandoned son, but a legitimate son who had been pushed into the abyss by his own hands. The fragments of memory are being pieced together from every seemingly unrelated person's mouth to piece together a revenge that has been planned for twenty years.
