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

Su Yurou was taken aback for a moment: "She's my daughter too."

The saleswoman blushed awkwardly, "Oh, I'm so sorry... I don't think she looks much like you..."

These words were like a dull knife, relentlessly grinding against Fu Chaochao's heart.

The smile on her face could barely be maintained, and her fingers dug deeply into her palms.

In the locker room

Fu Hua changed back into her own clothes when Fu Chaochao suddenly walked in.

The fitting room was small, and the two people were almost touching.

"You must be happy, right? Everyone's doting on you."

Fu Chaochao lowered her voice, a sweet smile still on her face.

Her eyes, however, were as cold as ice. "Before, my mother would take me shopping every week, and she would buy me lots of pretty clothes and jewelry."

I was so annoyed because I couldn't fit everything in the closet, so my dad immediately found a carpenter to install two more closets according to their dimensions.

"I've enjoyed the affection that should have been yours for seventeen years, Fu Hua, are you angry? You're very angry, aren't you?"

"You say how many seventeen-year periods does one have in a lifetime? The favor I've received is beyond your imagination; all of this should have been yours."

"What can I do? My parents can't live without me, they can't bear to see me suffer."

Fu Hua calmly folded the clothes she had tried on: "Really?"

"Just keep pretending you don't care about anything."

Fu Chaochao's voice was squeezed out through clenched teeth, her eyes burning red with jealousy: "I'm just reminding you, don't think you've won just like that."

The Fu family raised me for seventeen years. The love my parents and brothers have for me is something you can't steal just by looking at them.

"Even if you get good grades and Steinberg takes a liking to you, so what? Your parents will still treat you the same as before."

Fu Chaochao straightened up, a smug smile playing on her lips: "In the Fu family, it's not about how capable you are, but about how much your elders value you. I'm just giving you a friendly reminder: keep a low profile."

Fu Hua raised her head and looked directly into her eyes: "From now on, before you talk to me, think it through. Do you think you can teach me how to be a person?"

"you……"

Fu Chaochao's face stiffened as she finally grasped the meaning behind Fu Hua's words.

Su Yurou's voice came from outside the curtain: "Children, are you ready? Let's go look at some other coats."

Fu Chaochao glared fiercely at Fu Hua.

She immediately put on a sweet smile, lifted the curtain, and went out: "Welcome, Mom!"

Fu Hua watched her retreating figure and sighed softly.

She handed the neatly folded clothes to the sales clerk.

The osmanthus-patterned hair tie on my wrist slipped a little.

Her unique, faint fragrance filled the small fitting room.

When I finished shopping and walked out of the mall, it was already getting dark.

A cold wind blew, and Fu Chaochao wrapped her newly bought red wool coat tighter around herself.

She said in a spoiled tone, "Mommy, it's so cold, let's go home quickly."

"it is good."

Su Yurou waved and hailed a state-owned yellow taxi.

After getting into the car, Fu Chaochao nestled close to Su Yurou.

She started telling stories about interesting things at school again, her voice sweet and cheerful.

Su Yurou listened attentively and did not notice that

As Fu Chaochao spoke, her eyes would occasionally glance at Fu Hua.

There was an indescribable complexity in his gaze.

Fu Hua was also unaware.

She sat on the other side, turned her head to the side, and quietly looked at the street scene outside the window.

The streetlights gradually came on, casting a dim, yellowish glow on the winter evening.

The osmanthus-patterned hair tie on her wrist was almost invisible in the dim light.

The osmanthus pendant only sways gently when moved occasionally.

The taxi stopped at the entrance of the military family compound.

The two sentries saluted the three men.

When I got home, the living room light was on.

Fu Chaochao ran happily into the house: "Is Dad back? Where's my older brother?"

Su Yurou and Fu Hua slowly followed into the house, carrying various packaging bags.

As she changed her shoes, Su Yurou caught a glimpse of Fu Hua's gentle expression out of the corner of her eye.

I was surprised by the maturity my daughter displayed beyond her years.

Sometimes, she really didn't know how to get along with her.

"Huahua,"

Su Yurou asked softly, "Are you...happy today?"

Fu Hua looked up and nodded.

The light reflected in her eyes, making them appear exceptionally clear: "Thank you, Mom, for taking me shopping for clothes."

Say thank you politely, but avoid being overly courteous or distant.

A strange pang of sorrow welled up in Su Yurou's heart.

She wanted to say something more, but in the end she just nodded: "Go in, you must be tired today, get some rest."

Fu Chaochao was already sitting on the sofa, opening the shopping bag to show the new clothes to Fu Youchuan, who had just returned home.

Fu Youchuan responded happily while drinking his soda.

His gaze turned disdainful when he saw Fu Hua enter.

Fu Hua ignored him.

He picked up his shopping bag, nodded to Su Yurou, and went upstairs to his room.

After closing the door, she hung the new clothes one by one into the wardrobe.

The wardrobe was quite simple, with school uniforms and a few everyday clothes on one side.

On the other side are the newly bought winter clothes.

Compared to Fu Chaochao's gorgeous wardrobe overflowing with clothes,

Of course, she was simple and plain, hardly like the daughter of a regimental commander.

Fu Hua never cared about these things.

She walked to her desk and turned on the desk lamp.

He took out the research station's materials and notebooks from the drawer.

Under the warm light, those complex formulas and circuit diagrams...

This is her real world.

Downstairs came Fu Chaochao's cheerful laughter and Fu Youchuan's occasional echoes.

Fu Hua sat at her desk and began to work out a communication coding problem.

The night outside the window grew darker, and the only sound in the room was the scratching of a pen on paper.

And the faint, delicate fragrance emanating from her.

She noticed that the fragrance intensified when the bracelet was worn on her wrist.

The smell will be milder if you put it in a room.

Therefore, Fu Hua dared not wear it anymore and kept it as a mere repositories.

Downstairs in the living room, Fu Chaochao was trying on her new leather shoes.

While thinking back to what the salesperson had said earlier that day...

As long as Fu Hua is in this house,

The humiliation she faces will not end.

Therefore, the two of them are destined to fight to the death.

Someday

She wanted to let Fu Hua know who the real daughter of the Fu family was.

The red leather shoes gleamed blindingly under the light.

Like a cold flame burning in her heart.

Around 10 p.m., Fu Hua closed her notebook.

She rubbed her sore eyes and took a sip of the spiritual spring water to relieve her fatigue.

Just as I was about to wash up and rest, I suddenly smelled a familiar fragrance.

It tastes like wontons.

She then remembered that after returning from the mall that evening,

Fu Chaochao said she was tired and didn't want to eat.

Aunt Liu was off today, so Su Yurou simply made some noodles.

But she didn't have much of an appetite at the time and didn't eat anything; now her stomach is empty.

I was just thinking about whether to go downstairs to find something to eat,

A slight noise suddenly came from outside the window.

Fu Hua pricked up her ears alertly.

The sound came from the old ginkgo tree outside the window.

Now all the leaves have fallen, leaving only bare branches.

Another "click" sounded, like a branch being broken by a foot.

Thief?

The thought flashed through my mind.

That can't be, this is a military dependents' compound.

Which thief is so audacious?

Fu Hua immediately took out a flashlight from the drawer and tiptoed to the window.

She took a deep breath and flung open the window.

At the same time, turn on the flashlight and shine it on the sound source.