Xia Xingran stood downstairs at the headquarters of the Qianyuan Consortium, clutching the yellowed sheet music of "Wan Qing Qu". The signature "Qian Mingyu" on the cover of the sheet music was rubbed until it shined with his fingertips. The security guard glanced at her music school student ID card: "If you are 985/211, you can't enter without being recommended by a senior executive." She looked at the people in suits in the revolving door, remembering her mother's last words, "Go to your dad for an explanation," and her eyes were red but she did not shed tears.
Concept: The misplaced heir