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

"Fu Hua".

"I guessed right."

The girl smiled brightly: "Hello, my name is Su Rong. Your mother's name is Su Yurou, right?"

Fu Hua nodded.

It seems she wasn't wrong.

"Su Yurou is my aunt, but we haven't been in contact for so many years, so it's normal that you don't recognize me."

Su Rong pulled Fu Hua aside and said a few words in the outer corridor before taking her leave.

As she left, she smiled and said, "The fact that you came to take the exam shows you're quite smart. I like making friends with intelligent people. See you again sometime."

Fu Hua...

As I stepped out of the examination building, the winter sun was already setting in the west.

The sky was dyed a deep orange-red.

The test takers emerged one after another, some dejected, others excitedly discussing.

A sense of relief and relaxation permeated the air.

"Fu Hua!"

Lin Bei squeezed through the crowd, sweat still on his forehead.

"How did you do?"

"good."

Fu Hua slung her backpack over her shoulder and asked, "And you?"

Lin Bei smiled wryly: "The last two questions were a bit difficult, but overall I felt it was okay. I should be able to get second prize."

He paused, then said seriously, "You're definitely going to win first prize."

Fu Hua smiled but didn't say anything.

"By the way, there were several questions that you had explained to me before, otherwise, I don't think we would have gotten second prize."

Lin Bei touched his nose sheepishly.

Just then, a black car honked its horn from the side of the road.

The car window rolled down, and a gentle-looking middle-aged woman leaned out: "Xiao Bei!"

She is Lin Bei's mother.

When she saw Fu Hua, her gaze paused for a moment.

But he quickly offered a polite smile: "Excuse me, would you like a ride?"

Lin Bei's eyes lit up, and he looked at Fu Hua, gesturing for her to come along.

"No need, thank you, Auntie."

Fu Hua declined, saying, "Someone is coming to pick me up."

As soon as he finished speaking, the military green jeep came to a steady stop on the side of the road.

Xie Ci got out of the car, his military uniform jacket casually draped over his arm.

The sleeves of his white shirt were rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms.

Fu Hua...

Wearing this in the dead of winter, isn't he cold?

"Finished the exam?"

Xie Ci walked over to Fu Hua and naturally took her schoolbag. "How are you feeling?"

"Well enough."

Xie Ci smiled and then looked at Lin Bei: "Lin Bei, we meet again?"

"Yes, what a coincidence."

Lin Beiqian chuckled, his fingers subtly curling.

The man in front of me looked mature, composed, and held a high position of power.

Even Fu Lie wanted to curry favor with him.

There was a strange sense of harmony between the two of them standing together.

Can he outdo a thank-you speech?

"Lin Bei, unfortunately, I came here specifically to pick up Hua Hua."

The farewell was polite but distant: "Then we'll be going now."

Lin Bei opened his mouth, but in the end only said, "Be careful on the road."

The jeep's taillights flashed at the street corner and disappeared.

Lin Bei was still standing there, the winter evening wind swirling with withered leaves, its chilly breeze brushing against his face.

"Xiao Bei?"

Looking in the direction the car had disappeared into, Lin's mother asked疑惑地, "That female classmate you were talking to earlier looks familiar. Have I seen her somewhere before?"

Lin Bei was lost in thought and didn't hear anything; his eyes were glazed over.

Lin's mother gently tugged at him, "Get on the bus. Your classmates have all left. Aren't you cold standing here?"

Lin Bei then came to his senses and silently climbed into the back seat.

The car heater and car air freshener mixed together.

It was so stuffy that it was hard to breathe.

Mr. Lin turned around from the driver's seat and asked gently, "How did the test go? You don't look too good."

"It's...it's alright."

Lin Bei leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes.

The image of Fu Hua getting into the car is still vivid in my mind.

Xie Ci took Fu Hua's schoolbag, the action as natural as if he had done it a thousand times.

What exactly is his relationship with Fu Hua?

Why does she seem so unresistant?

Don't put too much pressure on yourself.

Mr. Lin started the car and said gently, "It's a competition, participation is the most important thing. Even if you don't win a prize, it's still a learning experience."

"yes,"

Lin's mother fastened her seatbelt and smiled slightly: "Your father is right. Our Xiao Bei is already very outstanding. Even if she can't get into university through the competition, she'll have no problem getting in normally."

The two of them comforted each other, one after the other.

As Lin Bei listened, he felt as if a stone was pressing on his heart.

He wasn't worried about the competition results; he had indeed solved all the problems.

Although the last two were a bit bumpy.

What's bothering him is something else.

The car drove through two intersections and waited at a red light.

Lin's mother suddenly exclaimed "Ah!"

She turned to her son and said, "That girl... I remember seeing her somewhere before."

Lin Bei's eyelids twitched, but he didn't say anything.

"That one, the one who plays the piano exceptionally well!"

Lin's mother suddenly remembered, her eyes lighting up, "That little girl who accompanied Maestro Steinberg during the theater performance, yes, yes, that's her!"

She excitedly patted the seat.

"Oh my, I didn't look closely just now, but this girl is even prettier in person than on stage! She has such a great presence... What's her name again? Fu Hua, Fu Hua, right?"

Mr. Lin glanced at his son in the rearview mirror.

Her eyes widened in surprise, and she instinctively asked, "Fu Hua, isn't that the female classmate who spread rumors with Xiao Bei?"

Lin Bei also carefully kept the girl's hair tie and notebook.

The air fell silent for a moment.

Lin's mother's smile froze on her face as she slowly turned her head: "Xiao Bei, that girl... is she Fu Hua? Is she the same person?"

Lin Bei opened his eyes and looked at the neon signs flashing past the car window.

She gave a soft "hmm".

"Is it really her?"

Lin's mother raised her voice slightly, "It's that... score of 750 on the monthly exam? Higher than your first-place student?"

It's her.

Lin Bei added, "She was first in the last monthly exam, and the one before that."

Lin's mother opened her mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a long pause, she murmured, "My God... how did this child do that? She plays the piano so well, and she's so good at studying... how many hours a day does she even have?"

Lin Bei smiled bitterly to himself.

Mom, you've never seen her play basketball.

The fluid, graceful movements on the field ignited the crowd.

Two steps beyond the three-point line for a game-winning shot, his eyes calm and confident, as if it were as simple as eating and drinking.

How could he possibly be worthy of someone like that?

"Xiao Bei,"

Lin's mother's voice softened.

"Tell Mom the truth, did you transfer to Class 6 because of her?"

Lin Bei curled his fingers slightly: "Yes, yes... For the sake of learning, she explains problems very clearly, even better than the teacher."

He didn't even have the confidence to say that.

Lin's mother and husband exchanged a glance, both seeing understanding in each other's eyes.

They knew their son well; the young man was probably really falling for her.

Lin's mother sighed and turned away.

After a while, she said softly, "If you can get a guaranteed admission spot in this competition... Mom won't object to you pursuing her."

Lin's father coughed and said, "The child is still young, why say such things?"

"You're not young anymore!"

Lin's mother retorted, "That girl is so outstanding! She's beautiful, talented, and academically excellent. What family wouldn't like a girl like that?"

She glanced at her son again, her eyes flickering slightly.

"If you really like it, then work hard at it, and in the future..."

"mom."

Lin Bei interrupted her, his voice low, "Don't say anything more."