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

Five days after Fu Chaochao's arrest,

The Fu family remained shrouded in a heavy silence.

Early in the morning, Su Yurou, with red and swollen eyes, pushed open the study door.

Fu Xiao was sitting at his desk, flipping through documents, his brow furrowed.

"I want to hire the best lawyer."

Su Yurou's voice was hoarse, but her attitude was unusually firm.

"Chaochao is still young, we can't let him be ruined like this."

Fu Xiao raised his head, his eyes filled with exhaustion: "Yu Rou, don't you understand?"

This isn't about hiring a lawyer. Chaochao hired someone to commit assault; the evidence is conclusive, and Zhou Rong has already confessed.

She's not even eighteen yet!

Su Yurou gripped the edge of the table excitedly, "As long as Huahua is willing to write a letter of forgiveness, the court will be lenient. She is the victim, and her attitude is very important!"

Fu Xiao put down his pen and sighed deeply: "Have you thought about Huahua's feelings?"

Chaochao wanted to kill her! "Kill her or sell her," these were Chaochao's own words!

"That was just said in anger! Chaochao was just confused for a moment..."

Su Yurou's explanations gradually faded under Fu Xiao's stern gaze.

"You're so confused that you'd spend money to hire someone? Yu Rou, wake up! We're all responsible for how Chaochao has become like this, especially you. You've been indulging her without any limits."

Su Yurou's tears welled up again: "I know Chaochao made mistakes, but she has been by our side for seventeen years!"

Are we just going to stand by and watch her go to jail? Fu Xiao, she's been calling me "Mom" for over ten years...

"What about Huahua?"

Fu Xiao stood up, his voice heavy, "Our own daughter has suffered for so many years, and now she's being framed and ostracized when she comes back."

You want her to forgive someone who wants to destroy her?

Just as the two were at an impasse, the study door was gently pushed open.

Fu Songchuan stood at the door, clearly having overheard their conversation.

"Mom, you can't do this."

Fu Songchuan walked in, his tone calm yet firm.

"If Chaochao breaks the law, she should bear the consequences. Making Huahua write a letter of forgiveness now is forcing her to suffer secondary harm."

Su Yurou turned to her eldest son,

As if grasping at a straw: "Songchuan, you're the most reasonable person. Chaochao is wrong, but she's the little sister you watched grow up. How can you be so heartless? How could you be so heartless?"

"It is precisely because I reason with people that I know what is right and wrong."

Fu Songchuan's expression was complicated. "Mom, do you know what Chaochao said to Huahua the last time she saw her before she was arrested?"

She said you shouldn't have come back. I heard it with my own ears. Until that moment, she showed no remorse whatsoever. Mom, she simply wouldn't admit her mistake.

Su Yurou staggered backward, but still stubbornly shook her head: "That's because she's afraid, afraid of losing us..."

At that moment, Fu Youchuan's figure also appeared in the corridor.

He's been terribly silent these past few days.

His face was dark and gloomy. Ever since Fu Chaochao was arrested, he hadn't been able to sleep well for a single day.

"Wander through the river!"

Su Yurou seemed to see a glimmer of hope.

"You should try to persuade your dad and your older brother. We can't just abandon Chaochao! She only has us, doesn't she?"

Fu Youchuan stood at the door, his eyes vacant.

His feelings for his sister made him constantly worry about her.

But reason told him that Chaochao had done something wrong, something very wrong.

This kind of thing should not be forgiven by anyone.

If Fu Hua had treated Chao Chao like that, he probably would have rushed up and torn her to pieces.

But the person who made the mistake was his most beloved younger sister.

"You Chuan, say something!"

Su Yurou stepped forward and took her second son's arm.

"You've always doted on Chaochao the most since she was little. Go and beg Huahua to write a letter of forgiveness, okay? If she's willing to forgive, Chaochao can be saved!"

Fu Youchuan's Adam's apple bobbed, but he ultimately only said, "Mom, I don't know."

He didn't know what to do.

The sibling relationship of more than ten years had torn his heart apart.

What pained him even more was that he knew clearly that Fu Hua would not forgive him.

She appears calm and collected on the surface, but she is actually the most stubborn.

She was never a normal girl to begin with.

"have no idea?"

Su Yurou seemed stung by those words. "Fine, if you won't go, I will! I'll go and beg Huahua myself!"

She turned and rushed out of the study, and Fu Xiao tried to stop her but couldn't.

Fu Songchuan sighed and followed.

Fu Youchuan stood there for a moment, then slowly started walking.

Fu Hua was packing the last few pieces of her luggage in her room.

The courtyard house that Xie Ci helped find has been prepared.

She's going to move there this afternoon.

When she heard a knock on the door, she assumed it was her older brother, Fu Songchuan.

He opened the door, only to see Su Yurou standing there.

His face was pale and his eyes were red and swollen.

"Huahua..."

Su Yurou's voice trembled, "Mom...Mom wants to talk to you."

Fu Hua remained silent, then stepped aside to let her in.

Seeing Fu Songchuan and Fu Youchuan arrive, he already understood seven or eight parts of the situation.

"Please sit down."

Fu Hua spoke calmly as she continued folding the clothes in her hands.

Su Yurou didn't sit down, but walked directly to Fu Hua: "Huahua, I know Chaochao has wronged you, she's done many wrong things..."

But she is, after all, your sister, and you've lived together for several months..."

"She is not my sister."

Fu Hua interrupted her, her hands continuing their work.

"Biologically, no; emotionally, no."

Su Yurou was taken aback, but tried hard to control her emotions: "Okay...okay...even if she isn't, could you...for my sake, give her a chance to change?"

She's not even eighteen yet. If you're willing to write a letter of forgiveness, the court will give her a lighter sentence...

Fu Hua finally stopped what she was doing.

She raised her head and looked directly at Su Yurou: "Mom, do you know what she wants Zhou Rong to do?"

Su Yurou's eyes darted away: "She...she was confused for a moment...she already knows she was wrong."

"It wasn't a moment of confusion."

Fu Hua's voice turned cold.

"She meticulously planned it, hired people, and gave clear instructions. If I hadn't been alert, and if Xie Ci hadn't arrived in time, it would have been a disaster."

I might be dead by now, or sold to some unknown place.

"But you're alright!"

Su Yurou blurted it out, then immediately realized her mistake.

She hurriedly added, "What I mean is... thankfully you're alright... so could... could you forgive her this time?"

The room was completely silent.

Fu Songchuan looked at his mother in disbelief: "Mom, how could you say that?"

Fu Hua laughed, but there was no warmth in her smile: "So I'm fine, and she should be forgiven?"

What if something happens to me? What if I really die?

"Will you seek justice for me then?"

Su Yurou was speechless when asked the question.

Tears streamed down her face: "Huahua, that's not what Mom meant... I just... I just can't bear to see Chaochao go to jail... Her life has only just begun..."

What about my life?

Fu Hua asked softly, "The seventeen years I was stolen from, and these past few months of being ostracized and framed after I came back—aren't those also part of life?"

If the original owner returns, the original owner who longs for family affection...

How heartbroken she must be!

In the book, the biological parents completely ignored the original owner of the body, leaving her to fend for herself.

It has been proven that they are not fit to be parents.

Fu Hua knew this from the very first day she stepped into the house.

Su Yurou shook her head, unable to speak.