When I was sixteen, I was brought back from the countryside to the Jiang family to be acknowledged as their daughter. The city's wealthy families all waited to see me make a fool of myself. At the recognition banquet, the fake heiress displayed my rural household registration for everyone to see, calling me a fraud who had come to mooch off their wealth. I didn't get angry. I simply placed a tea seal on the table. It was an old keepsake left by my maternal grandfather. Its authenticity could be verified on the spot, but the result left everyone stunned. From that day on, the question of who the Jiang family's eldest daughter really was became the hardest riddle in the whole city. And what I wanted back was far more than just a title.
