Two hundred eighty million to buy a fake—no one in the full room dares to make a sound. The one speaking is the girl holding a cell phone streaming live in the very last row of the auction, Shen Qingyan, an antique appraisal anchor, for whom seeing authenticity and judging eras are all common sense. The Old Summer Palace dragon head, the Preface to the Orchid Pavilion, the Imperial Seal, piece after piece of national treasures drag her into one scheme after another—she doesn't know she is a descendant of the Shen family, a secluded antique appraisal family, nor does she know that her father's disappearance twenty years ago is tied to these national treasures.