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

Fu Lie immediately chimed in, "Mom, I know, last Saturday's match between the No. 1 High School and Minghua High School..."

Fu Hua came on in the final quarter and single-handedly scored 18 points, including a game-winning three-pointer! The entire arena went wild!

He had heard Lin Bei talk about that match, and just hearing about it made his blood boil.

"I had something to do that day, but a lot of my classmates from university went to watch. When they came back, they all said that Fu Hua's ball skills were better than those of the national team athletes."

The eyes of several of the younger cousins ​​lit up.

They had heard of that match to some extent.

I never expected the protagonist to be right in front of me.

Grandma Fu's face darkened further: "Playing ball? You still play ball? Fighting with a bunch of boys on the court, what kind of behavior is that!"

"grandmother,"

Fu Hua looked at her with clear eyes, "The national women's basketball team members are also fighting for the ball on the court. They are bringing glory to the country and are heroines."

"you………"

Grandma Fu felt a lump in her throat.

Fu Chaochao quickly tried to soothe her: "Grandma, don't be angry. Huahua... she spoke without thinking, she got emotional in the moment, please don't blame her."

She turned to look at Fu Hua, her eyes earnest, "Hua Hua, Grandma is doing this for our own good."

Grandpa Fu put down his teacup, his eyes deep: "Your grandmother was right, girls should indeed be more demure and learn some manners. They don't even pay attention to the occasion when they speak."

After saying that, he glared at Fu Xiao and his wife.

Fu Xiao and Su Yurou lowered their heads.

The eldest and third wives exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with smugness.

Fu Hua suddenly smiled.

The Fu family is rotten to the core.

"Fu Chaochao likes embroidery, while I like scientific research and playing ball. Everyone has different aspirations, and there is no superior or inferior one."

She paused, then looked at Old Mrs. Fu.

"Grandma, may I ask you this: the Qing Dynasty is long gone. Where did you learn these feudal remnants of thought?"

"Bang!"

Grandpa Fu slammed down his teacup.

The table was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned, including Fu Xiao and Su Yurou.

They couldn't believe it at all; the usually quiet and gentle Fu Hua...

How dare you speak to your elders like that?!

Grandma Fu was so angry that she was trembling all over.

Pointing at Fu Hua, he was fuming: "You... what did you say? Dare to say it again?!"

I said,

Fu Hua spoke each word clearly and distinctly, her voice loud enough for everyone in the hall to hear.

"This is the new China, where men and women are equal, and women hold up half the sky. Don't let the cloth of foot binding bind your cerebellum."

She glanced around the table, her gaze sweeping over the faces that showed surprise, admiration, and annoyance:

"If someone absolutely has to say that girls should stay at home embroidering and knitting, waiting to marry a man, then..."

Then I can only say that such a person does not deserve to live in the new era.

After saying that, she bowed slightly: "Grandma, today is your birthday, and I don't want to upset you."

"But there are some things I just have to say. Excuse me."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and walked out of the hall.

His steps were steady, and his back was very straight.

Fu Hua's words, "feudal remnants," shattered the lively atmosphere of the birthday banquet like a thunderclap.

The hall was deathly silent.

All relatives, guests, and even the waiters who served the food,

They all froze in place, not daring to breathe.

The old comrades exchanged glances.

Some shook their heads, some smiled bitterly, but no one spoke.

Who has a talent as good as Fu Hua?

Things wouldn't have gotten this far.

It was supposed to be a joyous birthday banquet, and the children all presented gifts out of filial piety.

You can eat and drink happily, why do you have to make yourself unhappy?

Why bother?

Originally, I wanted to establish the authority of my elders.

That's bad, he's lost face in front of everyone.

Unable to back down?

Blame it?

Grandma Fu's face first turned red, then white, and finally ashen.

She pointed at Fu Hua's back, her fingers trembling, her lips quivering, unable to utter a single word for a long time.

Old Master Fu slammed his hand on the table with a "bang."

The cups and plates clattered loudly. "She's gone too far! She's out of control! Second brother, where did you get this wild, ignorant brat from?!"

Fu Xiao's face flushed red. His parents' attitude towards Hua Hua was clearly a slap in the face to him.

But with his daughter making a mistake in front of so many people, he, as the father, is indeed to blame.

Fu Hua had already turned and walked out.

Her steps were steady, her demeanor solitary and aloof.

Passing through the deathly silence of the room, stepping over the threshold, and disappearing into the wind and snow under the eaves.

Attending such a banquet is a complete waste of time.

"stop!"

Grandpa Fu roared angrily from behind.

Fu Hua did not stop walking.

"let her go!"

Grandma Fu finally caught her breath, her voice shrill.

"The Fu family has no such unfilial granddaughter!"

That's an excellent statement.

The hall erupted in uproar.

Fu Xiao stood up abruptly, his face ashen: "Mom! You're being too harsh. Huahua is my biological daughter, your granddaughter."

He turned to chase after Fu Hua, but Su Yurou held him back tightly.

"Old Fu!"

Su Yurou's eyes reddened, and she lowered her voice, "How far are you going to make this? Mom's furious right now, you'd better apologize first!"

Fu Xiao looked at his wife, then at his parents who were trembling with anger in the main seat, his chest heaving violently.

Finally, he let out a heavy sigh, turned around, and bowed deeply to the person in the main seat:

"Dad, Mom, Huahua is young and doesn't know how to speak properly. It's my fault for not teaching her well. I apologize to you both on her behalf."

Su Yurou also bowed, saying, "Dad, Mom, this child grew up in the countryside and doesn't know any manners. Please don't take it to heart..."

Fu Songchuan had already reached the door when he heard this, so he turned back and said, "I'll go find her and bring her back."

"You're not allowed to go!"

Old Master Fu said sternly, "Make her leave! Anyone who dares to go looking for her today, don't ever set foot in my house again!"

Fu Songchuan stopped in his tracks and clenched his fists.

He looked at the swirling snow outside the door, then at the tense situation inside the hall.

He glanced back at the house, then turned and walked into the snowstorm.

"Okay, okay!"

Grandma Fu trembled with anger: "Second son, look at the good son and good daughter you've raised, they're so good!"

Why is Song Chuan like this too?

Su Yurou was so ashamed she couldn't lift her head.

The banquet continued, but the atmosphere had completely changed.

The lively and festive atmosphere from just now has completely vanished.

An awkward silence remained.

The clinking of knives and forks made a soft sound as the members of the eldest and third families ate with their heads down.

They occasionally exchanged glances, but no one dared to speak.

Although the second wife's family lost face, how much better off could they possibly be?

What happened today will definitely spread.

Who knows what people will say about them then?

Fu Chaochao obediently patted the old lady's back to help her breathe.

Her voice was so gentle it could melt water: "Grandma, don't be angry. It's not worth ruining your health. Huahua... she probably just acted on impulse."

"impulse?"

Old Mrs. Fu sneered, "I think she doesn't consider herself a member of the Fu family at all!"

"Also, don't mention that ill-mannered girl in front of me anymore. I don't need another granddaughter like her."

These words were quite harsh, and Su Yurou's face turned even paler.

Even if Fu Chaochao's face in front of the old lady,

She couldn't be happy either.

At this moment of extreme oppression,

Suddenly, the sound of a car engine came from outside the courtyard.

Immediately afterwards, the butler hurried in.

Her voice trembled with excitement: "Grandpa, Grandma, Commander Hua is here!"