Slap the Young Man in the Face for Pretending to Be My Richest Young Master

I am Ye Chen, the richest young man in city A, but I have never made it public. Because of his excellent grades, he became a university professor at a young age. One day, a student in my class pointed at my nose and questioned my identity. "The real Ye Chen is a young master from City A, and he is attending a high-society banquet with the old man of the Ye Group!" He showed me his mobile phone. The old man is my grandfather, but the "young master" is actually my little boy Zhou Xing. He held a banquet at my villa and squandered the red wine and black truffles that I had treasured for many years. I also wore my Patek Philippe to take photos with dignitaries. I drove back to the villa angrily to ask questions in person, but I was knocked over by a large truck on the way. Afterwards, I still had a breath, but I heard a low voice in my ear: "Ye Chen, if you are so angry, it doesn't matter who you are, what's yours is mine, including your identity!" Then, he and my grandpa worked together to make a death certificate for me! After his death, my spirit lingered on, watching him trick my elderly parents into climbing a mountain, push them down, trick my young sister into playing in a swimming pool, and finally drown. Grandpa affectionately called him son and admitted that Fa Xiao was an illegitimate child born at his advanced age! When I woke up again, I found myself back in the day when I was accused of falsifying my academic qualifications...