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

Looking at Fu Hua, who was sitting quietly to the side, Fu Xiao couldn't help but ask, "Huahua, how do you know that Editor Su?"

He met with Su Xiao once or twice because of military matters.

I know that this editor, Su, is quite capable despite her young age.

I just didn't expect that my daughter, who had just returned from the countryside,

They know each other?

"Editor Su was introduced to me by Professor Yan."

Fu Hua replied simply, "I occasionally translate some scientific and technological documents for publishing houses."

Fu Xiao then remembered that his daughter was already a prospective member of the research station.

There's also the fact that I can receive a monthly allowance of 300 yuan.

It's more than his salary.

A complex mix of emotions welled up inside him.

This daughter, who returned from the countryside, has somehow traveled such a long way.

The waiter began serving the dishes.

The exquisite roast duck was sliced ​​into thin pieces right there in front of the chef.

The duck skin is crispy and glossy, and when paired with shredded scallions, cucumber, and sweet bean sauce, it has an irresistible aroma.

"Huahua, this is your first time here, let me teach you how to eat?"

Fu Chaochao pulled over a stool, a sweet and kind smile on her face.

She really seems like a caring older sister.

Fu Hua didn't say anything, but skillfully picked up the pancake, put on the duck meat and side dishes, and rolled it up neatly and beautifully.

Fu Chaochao paused, her eyes darkening.

She suddenly smiled and said, "Dad, do you remember? The year I turned eight was the first time I ate roast duck."

Back then, you even took leave from the army to come back. We went to a state-run restaurant or somewhere like this, I forget…

"I ate at a state-run restaurant, not here..."

Su Yurou's eyes were filled with nostalgia: "Back then, you kept pestering us for food. Luckily, the state-run restaurant had a chef who could make roast duck. Your dad and I were driven crazy by your nagging."

"My parents are always very good to me."

Fu Chaochao's voice was sweet and nostalgic, "I remember, I was too small to reach the table back then, so you would hold me on your lap and feed me piece by piece."

Su Yurou smiled too: "Yes, it feels like just yesterday you were a young lady, now you're all grown up."

You wouldn't believe it, the other day Chaochao ate roast duck and her face was covered in sauce, but she insisted on rolling it up herself, and ended up getting her hands all over the place.

"My mother loves me the most. Every time I'm sick, she stays up all night to take care of me."

Fu Chaochao leaned affectionately towards Su Yurou, "And that time, when I had a high fever, Mom, you were so worried you couldn't even open the door, and Dad came back from the army and drove me to the hospital overnight..."

My eldest and second eldest brothers stayed by my bedside; my eldest brother even shed tears.

Fu Youchuan chimed in, but his eyes glanced at Fu Hua beside him: "Chaochao, you are the apple of our family's eye. No one can compare to you."

"Dad, do you remember that time she performed in elementary school? You specially changed into casual clothes to go watch, but the teacher recognized you and even invited you to tell revolutionary stories for two class periods!"

The family chatted amongst themselves, reminiscing about the warm and happy times of the past.

Those memories don't include Fu Hua.

She sat quietly in her seat, like an intruder, taking small bites of the rolled-up roast duck.

Upon hearing this, Su Yurou immediately recalled many things from the past.

"Yes, your dad was even praised by his boss for his speech that time, and..."

"Mom, here's one for you."

Fu Songchuan interrupted her and handed her a rolled-up pancake.

"Okay, you eat too."

Su Yurou gleaned something from her eldest son's eyes.

She glanced quickly at Fu Hua, then handed the pancake to her, chuckling dryly, "Hua Hua, this is your first time here, eat more."

"Thanks."

Fu Hua took it and put it in the bowl.

Fu Youchuan seemed oblivious to the unusual atmosphere at the dinner table.

The story continues, recounting how Fu Chaochao was previously showered with love and affection by the entire family.

Even her grandparents, who don't usually like girls, felt a bit more pity for Chaochao.

For Fu Chaochao's birthday, her grandparents also gave her two gold bracelets.

She is better than the two daughters of the third wife.

As Fu Xiao listened to these words, he felt increasingly uneasy.

"Alright, can't you all be quiet at the dinner table? Eat your food."

He glared at Fu Youchuan, then turned to look at Fu Hua.

The girl lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting faint shadows on her face.

She was extremely quiet, eating the roast duck with complete focus.

It was as if the conversation around her had nothing to do with her.

"Huahua".

Fu Xiao suddenly spoke up, "Did you ever eat roast duck in the countryside when you were a child?"

He regretted it as soon as the words left his mouth.

How foolish this question is.

Fu Hua looked up and calmly replied, "No, there are very few restaurants like this in the countryside."

"Then why...?"

Su Yurou couldn't ask any more questions.

Like the piano, this child possesses a strange talent.

It seems like she was born with a knack for everything.

"Editor Su took me to eat there once."

Fu Hua could explain even one sentence.

"So that's how it is."

The doubts in Fu Xiao's eyes vanished instantly.

The fact that Editor Su was able to invite Fu Hua to dinner suggests that their relationship is even better than he had imagined.

Fu Chaochao let out a soft "ah".

Her tone was sympathetic: "Huahua, I'm sorry, you've had such a hard time because of me... But it's okay, now that we're home, you can eat whatever you want. Mom and Dad will definitely make up for everything we did before."

"Yes, Chaochao is right."

Su Yurou smiled and agreed, "From now on, if you want to eat something, just tell Mom, and our family can go out for a nice meal every weekend."

"You agree, right, Lao Fu?"

"Yes, as long as the troops are alright, we'll come out."

"That's great, Huahua, we're all benefiting from your success!"

Fu Chaochao gave a mischievous smile, trying to lighten the mood.

These words were like a fine needle, piercing Fu Xiao's heart.

Chaochao...Chaochao did indeed grow up under their care.

Fu Hua owes this child far too much.

At the dinner table, Su Yurou put a piece of duck meat on Fu Hua's plate: "Eat more, look how thin you are."

Fu Hua looked at the duck meat in the bowl and said softly, "Thank you, Mom."

The atmosphere at the dinner table was subtly shifting.

Fu Chaochao would occasionally recount a funny anecdote from the past.

Fu Xiao and Su Yurou's responses were no longer as enthusiastic.

Fu Youchuan noticed the change in his parents' emotions.

He frowned and glanced at Fu Hua, but said nothing more.

Fu Hua ate her meal quietly, occasionally answering her parents' questions.

Her manners were impeccable, and her table manners were refined.

They don't look like children from the countryside at all.

Fu Songchuan kept putting food on Fu Hua's plate.

At this point, Fu Youchuan would always step forward and say a few words on behalf of Fu Chaochao.

Fu Chaochao also felt that ever since Fu Hua returned home,

Her older brother always favored her.

On what grounds?

The person my older brother loved the most was her.

Since Fu Hua came back, her older brother has never called her "little sister" again.

The meal was finished in a complicated atmosphere.

When paying the bill, Fu Xiao deliberately paid a little extra.

They asked the manager to send two roast ducks to Su Xiao's table as a takeaway.

Stepping out of the restaurant, the sun was shining brightly.

Su Yurou took Fu Xiao's arm and said softly, "Let's go to the department store this afternoon to buy winter clothes for the children."

Fu Xiao nodded and looked at Fu Hua: "Hua Hua, just tell me what you need."

Fu Hua calmly replied, "I don't need anything."

Fu Chaochao perked up: "Mommy, I want to buy that red wool skirt! And those little leather shoes I liked last time!"

"Okay, I'll buy them all."

Su Yurou smiled and agreed.

Fu Hua walked slightly behind, and Fu Songchuan deliberately slowed his pace to follow beside her.