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On a rainy night, I was abandoned by my biological mother at the door of the orphanage. Twenty-five years later, the technology company I founded was about to ring the bell on the Nasdaq. At the celebration banquet, the bejeweled Mrs. Gu suddenly took my hand and said, "Son, come home with me. The Gu family needs you." I smiled and withdrew my hand: "Mrs. Gu, this haute couture dress you are wearing was designed by me." "The 'bastard' you threw away back then is now the ancestor you cannot reach." Later, when my adoptive mother was critically ill, I used a special plane to receive consultations from experts from all over the world. However, the Gu family cried in front of the media: "We are connected by blood, how can you be so cold-blooded?" I pointed to the lights in the operating room: "Look clearly, this is my mother." "As for you?" I caressed Mrs. Gu's pale face, "Remember to tune in on time for the news about the bankruptcy of the Gu Group."

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