Fog Colors Intertwined

It's raining in the mourning hall of the Ji Group. The anti-depressant pill box and silk tie under the suit of the adopted son Ji Yan hide murderous intent. The daughter Ji Shuangyang has a monitor embedded in the buckle of her cheongsam. This wealthy family's funeral revealed a shocking conspiracy - Ji Hongchuan, the helmsman, spent twenty years setting up a genetic chess game, and the adopted son turned out to be the "perfect heir" created by Hongxin Biotechnology. The kidnapping case fifteen years ago, insulin injections, burned ties... Every mystery points to the barcode imprint on Ji Yan's wrist (NC-17-0305). That string of numbers is Ji Shuangyang's birthday. When she dug out the dusty laboratory files under the banyan tree, she was shocked to find that the gene lock implanted in Ji Yan needed to be unlocked with the memory of her past life—— Thousands of years ago, the prince drank poison in exchange for the princess's life, and the city suddenly turned into blood and ink on half a page of the history book; in this life, between financial snipers and chemical bombs, the phantom of Xueqing's palace dress always flashed in the throbbing nerve pain in Ji Yan's temple. On the day of the decisive battle of the board of directors, Ji Shuangyang crushed the amber that sealed his twin Jasmine, and nanorobots poured into his violent meridians with blood. The unfinished future under the castle in his previous life overlapped with the genetic code of this life, finally breaking the ethical restrictions. When Ji Hongchuan's wheelchair ran over the burning equity book, they saw clearly the rings of fate: the so-called pseudo-orthopedics was actually the reunion of thousand-year-old souls facing death and rebirth. Ji Yan coughed up the black blood with the chip and chuckled: "This time I want a betrothal gift, not a ghost marriage." Ji Shuangyang's pearl hairpin penetrated the cloud server and kissed the old scar at the end of his eye in the collapsed gene bank. "The betrothal gift is the Ji family, is it enough to marry you for the rest of your life?"