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

"It's nothing."

Fu Songchuan stood up, patted his younger brother on the shoulder,

"I've said everything I needed to say. You should get some rest. As for the bet..."

He paused for a moment, then said, "A real man keeps his word."

He walked to the door, then turned back: "You Chuan, it's not that hard to admit that someone is excellent, especially since that person is your sister."

The door closed gently.

Fu Youchuan stared at the ceiling, his mind filled with the arc of Fu Hua's last three-pointer.

It's both far-reaching and accurate.

It was as easy as casually tossing a pebble.

He slowly closed his eyes.

Lost.

From skill to mindset.

We lost completely.

As Fu Songchuan walked out of the ward, Su Yurou happened to be returning from the doctor's office.

Upon seeing her eldest son, she quickly asked, "How is Youchuan?"

"I'm fine. I drank some water and I feel much better."

Su Yurou breathed a sigh of relief, but couldn't help but mutter again, "Songchuan, you and Huahua are close, tell me, what is that child really thinking? She..."

"mom,"

Fu Songchuan interrupted her, his tone gentle yet firm, "Huahua won the game for the school today; she's a hero."

You Chuan fainted because of his own emotional management problems; it had nothing to do with Hua Hua.

Su Yurou choked for a moment: "But she's a girl, how can she..."

"What's wrong with the girl?"

Fu Songchuan looked at his mother, his expression shifting slightly.

Mingming's maternal grandparents were both scientific research experts, and they also carefully nurtured her mother from a young age.

How come her thinking is just like her grandmother's, still stuck in the feudal era?

"Mom, this is a new society now. Girls can study, work, and do scientific research, so why can't they play sports?"

You are also an artist, so you should understand this principle better than anyone else.

Su Yurou opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word.

She didn't actually disagree with Fu Hua playing ball.

It's not that I think girls are inferior to boys.

Otherwise, we wouldn't have sent Chaochao to learn piano.

I just feel that Fu Hua is too dazzling, stealing the spotlight that should belong to Fu Chaochao and Fu Youchuan.

She already has such excellent grades, why does she need to show off in other places?

She hopes her children will shine in their respective fields.

But things didn't go as planned, and she subconsciously felt that it was all Fu Hua's fault.

Fu Chaochao stood to the side and said softly, "Big brother, you're right... Huahua is indeed very capable."

She took Su Yurou's arm and said, "Mom, don't be angry. As long as Second Brother is alright, that's all that matters."

Fu Songchuan glanced at Fu Chaochao with a deep look in his eyes, which made Fu Chaochao's heart tighten and she subconsciously let go of his hand.

On the morning of the third day after the basketball game,

Fu Hua got up and went downstairs, already mentally prepared to face the questioning.

She walked into the restaurant, but unexpectedly smelled the aroma of fried ribbonfish.

This is Aunt Liu's specialty dish.

The glistening, golden-brown ribbonfish pieces are sprinkled with salt and pepper.

Normally, it's only done when someone does well on a test or it's their birthday.

"Huahua, wake up!"

Aunt Liu poked her head out of the kitchen, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

"Go wash your hands. I specially fried some ribbonfish for you today. Congratulations on bringing honor to the school!"

Fu Hua paused for a moment, then nodded: "Thank you, Aunt Liu."

In the restaurant, Fu Xiao and Su Yurou were already seated at the table.

Fu Youchuan is resting upstairs and hasn't come out yet.

Fu Chaochao obediently set out the bowls and chopsticks.

"Dad, Mom."

Fu Hua greeted them and was about to walk towards her usual corner when...

Fu Xiao pointed to the seat next to him: "Sit here today."

That seat is usually occupied by Fu Songchuan.

Fu Hua didn't ask any more questions and sat down quietly.

The meal was eaten in an unusually quiet manner.

Su Yurou placed a piece of ribbonfish on her plate and asked in a calm tone, "You really don't plan to go to the national team?"

"I'm not going."

Fu Hua said, "I enjoy scientific research."

Su Yurou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, but quickly added, "That's true, it's not safe for girls to play ball either, with a large group of people scrambling and fighting for it."

The principal said you'll have a math competition soon, so focus on preparing for that.

These words sound like concern, but they sound more like a warning.

Fu Hua's expression shifted slightly, but she did not reply.

Fu Youchuan happened to come downstairs at that moment and sat down at the dining table.

My subconscious thought was to argue that Fu Hua was only a first-year high school student.

Who is qualified to participate in advanced math competitions?

But as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered that damned bet.

From now on, you are not allowed to utter a single word while eating at home.

He swallowed his words back, his face turning red with embarrassment, and could only bury his head in his rice.

Fu Hua glanced at him but said nothing.

Fu Chaochao gently smoothed things over, saying, "Huahua is so amazing. She got first place in the last monthly exam. She'll definitely win an award, right, Second Brother?"

Fu Youchuan didn't say anything, but just ate the rice even faster.

Watching this scene, Fu Xiao put down his chopsticks: "Huahua, I heard you played basketball yesterday, and many of your techniques were very professional? How did you learn them?"

"It's the same principle as throwing corn stalks into a sack; the more you do the autumn harvest, the more skilled you become."

Fu Hua's answer was concise.

Fu Xiao and Su Yurou exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with deep guilt.

Fu Xiao cleared his throat: "Well, Director Wang from the Sports Commission called me and said he wants you to reconsider. I'm tempted by the offer he made."

Before Fu Hua could speak, Su Yurou interjected, "Old Fu, didn't we agree not to let the child pursue a career in sports? It's too strenuous, and besides..."

"And what?"

Fu Xiao looked at his wife, "And it's not something a girl should do?"

Su Yurou was speechless.

"Yu Rou,"

Fu Xiao's tone softened, "We only have these two daughters. Chaochao likes music and dancing, and Huahua likes scientific research and playing ball—these are all legitimate hobbies, and there's nothing wrong with them."

Fu Chaochao's expression changed slightly, but she quickly smiled again: "Dad is right, Huahua can do whatever she wants, Chaochao supports you."

These words were spoken very politely, but Fu Hua simply nodded and said, "Thank you."

The meal ended in a subtly awkward atmosphere.

While Fu Hua was helping to clear the dishes, Aunt Liu secretly slipped her a small paper packet: "Here, Auntie saved this for you. Give it to your good friend to try."

The paper package contained the crispiest fried ribbonfish pieces, still warm.

Fu Hua felt a warmth in her heart: "Thank you, Aunt Liu."

"No need to thank me."

Aunt Liu lowered her voice, "The whole compound has heard about you playing ball yesterday."

A young man surnamed Xie came to ask if you were home, saying he was your friend. I told him you weren't home yet... He stood outside and waited for quite a while before leaving.

Fu Hua paused for a moment: "Thank you?"

"That seems to be the name."

Aunt Liu laughed, "He looks unfamiliar to me. I heard he just moved here, but he's really handsome. Huahua, when did you make this new friend?"

"Last time, it was osmanthus sugar."

Fu Hua smiled slightly and walked towards the door.

Aunt Liu seemed thoughtful, knowing that Huahua loved to eat osmanthus flowers.

It seems they're not just ordinary friends.

Fu Hua arrived at the gate of the compound and handed the ribbonfish to Zhang Wen.

"Great! I've been craving this lately, it smells so good!"

Zhang Wen ate while blowing on the steaming food, saying, "You don't know, I haven't seen my mom for three days, let alone eaten her food. Sigh, I wish she could retire soon."

The two walked and talked, and soon arrived at the school.

As she walked down the corridor, older boys would often look in her direction.

They whispered to each other, their eyes filled with curiosity and even...admiration.