The fake heiress loves to act? The max-level boss isn't interested in playing along.

"Division level".

Professor Yan said, "Deep space domain."

Su Xiao gasped.

Although she didn't understand technology, she knew the weight of words like "secrecy" and "deep space".

There was an added layer of respect in her eyes as she looked at Fu Hua.

Who says women can't do physiology?

Look at them, they excel in both arts and sciences.

"Don't worry, Uncle."

She said solemnly, "I know my limits."

After dinner, the teacher's wife served osmanthus cake again.

She made it herself; the off-white cake was sprinkled with golden osmanthus blossoms, and its fragrance was delightful.

Fu Hua has no resistance to osmanthus flowers.

I took a bite; it was soft, chewy, and sweet.

The fragrance of osmanthus blossoms melts on the tongue, mingling with the soft texture of rice cake...

It tastes a little different from what Xie's mother makes, but it's just as comforting.

"Is it tasty?"

"The teacher's wife asked expectantly."

"tasty."

Fu Hua nodded, "It tastes a lot like the one my friend's mom makes."

"friend?"

Su Xiao leaned closer. "Male or female?"

"Xiaoxiao!"

The teacher's wife glared at her, "Don't go asking around!"

Fu Hua laughed: "It's a man. He's a neighbor, and he's helped me a few times."

Su Xiao's eyes darted around, as if she wanted to ask something else.

Professor Yan interrupted her: "Alright, alright, it's getting late. Fu Hua, I'll take you home."

"No need, Professor."

Fu Hua stood up. "I can take the bus back by myself."

"That won't do!"

The teacher's wife was worried, "It's already dark, you're just a young girl..."

"It's alright, Madam. I just walked this road. There are many people, so it's very safe."

Just then, the doorbell rang.

The teacher's wife went to open the door, and a tall figure was standing outside.

His military uniform was crisp and his features were resolute.

He was also carrying a net bag filled with oranges and jujubes.

"Acknowledgements?"

The teacher's wife asked in surprise, "What brings you here?"

"Aunt Yan,"

Xie Ci bowed slightly. "My grandmother sent some fresh fruit and asked me to bring some over to you. These oranges are very sweet."

As he spoke, his gaze passed over his teacher's wife and landed on Fu Hua in the living room.

When their eyes met, they both paused for a moment.

"Student Fu?"

Xie Ci's lips curled into a smile. "You're here too?"

"Thank you, Brother Xie."

Fu Hua stood up to greet them.

Since their last duet, the two have met a few times on the street.

When asked to learn military boxing, Fu Hua declined.

The main reason was that Qin Che broke off the engagement, making the Fu family the focus of the compound's attention.

She didn't want to attract any more attention.

"You two know each other?"

The teacher's wife looked at this one, then at that one.

"know."

Xie Ci walked in and casually placed the net bag on the table. "Student Fu is my little friend."

He spoke casually, but Su Xiao, who was standing nearby, saw it clearly.

This seemingly cold and aloof young soldier, upon seeing Fu Hua,

The gentle, melting light in her eyes was undeniable.

interesting.

Su Xiao smiled, pursing her lips.

"That's perfect!"

The teacher's wife clapped her hands. "Xie Ci, you take Fu Hua home. It's getting dark, and your Uncle Yan and I are worried about her taking the bus home alone."

Xie Ci looked at Fu Hua: "Do you want to go back? I'll take you."

Fu Hua glanced at the clock on the wall; it was already 8:30.

It's getting late.

"it is good."

She nodded, "Then I'll have to trouble you, Brother Xie Ci."

"It's no trouble at all."

Xie Ci accepted the gift from his teacher's wife and said, "Let's go."

The two said goodbye to Professor Yan and Su Xiao and walked out of the small building.

A cool autumn breeze swept over her, and Fu Hua pulled her coat tighter around herself.

Xie Ci naturally walked to her outside, blocking the wind.

"How did you get here?"

he asks.

"Take the bus."

"I came by bicycle."

Xie Ci pointed to the bike shed, "If you want to take the bus, I'll leave my bike here and come back to ride it tomorrow."

"Actually, it doesn't have to be so complicated. I can just take the bus back by myself."

"How can that be?"

Xie Ci's eyes flickered slightly: "I promised Auntie that I would personally take you back. You choose, take the bus or the car. Anyway, I have to get you back to the compound safely."

Fu Hua hesitated for a moment, then said, "Let's ride a bike."

That way he won't have to run back and forth.

"Okay, I'll do as you say."

Xie Ci had already walked towards the bicycle shed.

His bicycle was a 28-inch model.

It's military green and very well maintained.

Fu Hua sat in the back seat of Xie Ci's car, which was bare.

I felt a little awkward, unsure of where to put my hands.

"Help me up."

Xie Ci turned to look at her, "The road is uneven, don't fall again, or Uncle Yan will come after me."

Fu Hua hesitated for a moment, then gently grabbed the hem of his military uniform.

The fabric was crisp and carried his clean, soapy scent.

The car drove onto the street.

The night wind whistled in my ears, and the streetlights swept past one by one.

Fu Hua sat in the back seat, and when she looked up, she saw Xie Ci's broad back.

He pedaled hard, his shoulders heaving.

It gives people a sense of security for no reason.

"Have you got a meal yet?"

Xie Ci suddenly asked.

"I ate. I ate at the professor's house."

"Would you like to eat some more?"

The sound of his thanks was carried away by the wind.

"I know a wonton stall that stays open very late. Their three-delicacy wontons are especially delicious."

"Eating too much can easily lead to indigestion at night."

Fu Hua did not refuse outright.

Xie Ci's lips curved slightly, but there wasn't much disappointment in his eyes.

Instead, another suggestion popped up: "How about next time? You treated me to dinner last time, and I haven't had a chance to reciprocate."

Fu Hua opened her mouth, wanting to refuse.

But as if possessed, he nodded: "Okay."

That one word made Xie Ci's smile widen even further.

He tightened his grip slightly on the handlebars, his knuckles tapping lightly twice.

That was an unconscious little gesture he made when he was in a very good mood.

The light from the streetlamp fell on his profile.

It illuminated that undisguised joy clearly.

"Sit tight, I'm about to accelerate..."

His voice carried a light, cheerful tone.

"Hurry up."

Xie Ci pedaled the bicycle at an extremely fast speed, and Fu Hua was genuinely afraid that she might slip up.

She gripped the hem of his military uniform tightly.

The night breeze was cool, but Xie Ci didn't feel cold at all; his back was ramrod straight.

Like a poplar tree still stretching out in the autumn night.

The muscles beneath the fabric were firm and warm.

The slight undulations were accompanied by the pedaling motion.

It conveys a sense of calm and strength.

I don't know why, but every time I'm with Xie Ci,

She always felt particularly at peace.

My mind was blank; all I could see was the scenery before me.

Reason told her to stay away from thank-you notes.

The gentle trap was fatal to her.

The road ahead for her is long and difficult.

Don't let your emotions be swayed by your feelings for your children.

The emotional side,

Always make decisions based on reason first.

In response to the acknowledgments,

Even the icy lake of Fu Hua's heart will eventually crack.

This is not a good sign.

The car stopped downstairs at the Fu family's building.

Fu Hua jumped out of the car and smoothed her hair, which had been ruffled by the wind.

"Thank you for taking me home."

She looked up and met his dark, bright eyes.

A slightly aloof face was reflected in the mirror.

Xie Ci stood on one leg, with one hand still holding the handlebars.

His other hand was casually tucked into the pocket of his military trousers.

This posture made him look less serious.

It has a touch of youthful rebelliousness.

The moonlight fell on his face.

Those always cold and hard eyes

At this moment, looking at Fu Hua, he was as gentle as ink jade soaked in water.