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

"The meeting will be held on the 15th of next month, for a total of three days."

Xie Ci took a document out of his pocket.

"This is the preliminary agenda. The commander said it would be even better if you could give a twenty-minute presentation."

Tell me about your "signal attenuation compensation algorithm in deep space communication."

"I can prepare."

Fu Hua took the document and quickly began to browse through it.

Looking at her focused profile, Xie Ci felt a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

This girl is only a teenager.

She was maliciously switched at birth, and it was only with great difficulty that she was found.

However, her family couldn't bear to part with their adopted daughter.

This forced her to find her own place to live.

An adopted daughter murders her biological daughter, yet her parents refuse to protect her?

It's okay, he can't control what others do.

With him around, no one can bully Fu Hua.

The Fu family shouldn't even think about protecting that adopted daughter.

"Student Fu,"

He patted his shoulder, his eyes softening: "If you get tired, you can lean on me anytime."

Fu Hua raised her head and looked into his deep eyes.

After a long while, she softly hummed in agreement.

At the same time, the Fu family...

Fu Chaochao lay on her familiar bed, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling.

She still lives in her master bedroom.

Everything in the room remained unchanged.

Pink curtains, shelves full of dolls, expensive cosmetics,

But she knew in her heart that some things had completely changed.

The whole family's hearts were with Fu Hua.

Her father no longer spoiled her unconditionally; he had found a comparison.

The day my older brother returned from Fu Hua, he was no longer solely on her side.

Now, her eyes are filled with disappointment.

Second brother...

A complex light flashed in her eyes as she thought of Fu Youchuan.

Only her mother, only Su Yurou, was still on her side.

But that's not enough.

Far from enough.

After this incident, she needs a stronger bond.

To become a true "Fu family member,"

The kind that cannot be replaced.

A crazy idea began to grow and spread in her mind.

At 11 p.m., Fu Chaochao changed into a silk slip dress.

It was a gift from Su Yurou for my birthday last year; it's light pink and makes my skin look fair.

She wasn't wearing a bra; beneath the thin fabric, the girl's body was faintly visible.

She came out of her room and gently pushed open Fu Youchuan's door.

Fu Youchuan was sitting at his desk reading when he heard the noise and turned around.

He was clearly taken aback when he saw Fu Chaochao's attire: "Chaochao? Why are you dressed like that? You'll catch a cold."

"Second Brother,"

Fu Chaochao's eyes instantly reddened.

Her voice trembled with tears, "I can't sleep, I'm scared, I dream of being interrogated, now, everyone hates me, I only have you left..."

"Second brother, can you talk to me for a bit?"

As she spoke, she approached and naturally sat on the edge of Fu Youchuan's bed.

Her legs were crossed, and the hem of her nightgown slipped down to her upper thighs.

Fu Youchuan looked away somewhat awkwardly: "Chaochao, it's getting late. You should go back and rest. We can talk about it tomorrow."

"Second brother, do you hate me too?"

Fu Chaochao stood up and walked to his side.

A hand gently rested on his shoulder, her voice soft and alluring: "I know I made mistakes before, I know I shouldn't have treated Hua like that... I've let you down, I'm sorry Mom and Dad..."

But second brother, I'm so scared. You don't know, I'm afraid of losing you all, losing this family..."

She bent down, her chest almost touching Fu Youchuan's arm.

Her warm breath brushed against his ear: "Second brother, please help me, tell me what to do, okay?"

Fu Youchuan had never been this close to a girl before, and his whole body stiffened instantly.

He was impulsive, not stupid.

This posture, this tone of voice, this clothing...

He suddenly stood up and took two steps back.

"Chao Chao! Wake up!"

His voice was filled with shock and anger.

"Do you know what you're doing? I'm your second brother!"

Fu Chaochao was provoked by his reaction.

A fierce glint flashed in her eyes, and she suddenly lunged forward and hugged him tightly: "Second brother, aren't you the one who loves me the most?"

Didn't you say you'd protect me forever? I need you now, I need your help...

"open!"

Fu Youchuan struggled to break free, but dared not use too much force for fear of hurting her.

During the tug-of-war, Fu Chaochao's tank top strap slipped down to one shoulder, revealing a large area of ​​skin.

"Chaochao, please, put your clothes on first."

"Second Brother,"

Fu Chaochao asked in a tearful voice, "Don't you like me? Don't you want to be with me forever?"

In this chaotic moment, the door was pushed open.

Su Yurou stood at the door, holding a cup of hot milk in her hand.

She originally intended to deliver it to Fu Chaochao, but was afraid she would have nightmares and be unable to sleep.

Hearing noises coming from Fu Youchuan's room, he came over to check.

The scene before her eyes struck her like a thunderbolt.

Fu Chaochao, her clothes disheveled, held Fu Youchuan in her arms.

Fu Youchuan was "pushing" her; their posture didn't look like a normal conversation between siblings.

"What...what are you doing?!"

Su Yurou's voice became shrill and distorted, and the milk in her hand trembled slightly.

Fu Chaochao immediately released her grip, staggering back a few steps.

She clutched her chest with both hands, tears streaming down her face: "Mom...Mom...Second brother...he bullied me...He said we weren't blood siblings to begin with, so there's nothing wrong with it."

"You bastard!"

The milk glass in Su Yurou's hand slammed to the ground with a "thud."

White liquid splashed all over the floor.

She rushed in and shielded Fu Chaochao behind her.

He slapped Fu Youchuan across the face: "You beast! She's your sister! Are you even speaking human language?"

Fu Youchuan was knocked to the side by the blow, his face burning with pain.

But what hurt him even more was his heart.

He looked at Fu Chaochao in disbelief.

She hid behind her mother and gave him a strange smile.

Like a puppet that suddenly bursts into a miserable laugh, it's a real pain.

He never imagined that his beloved younger sister would...

To be able to do such a thing and say such a thing.

He even suspected she was possessed by a ghost.

"Chao Chao, what are you saying?"

Fu Youchuan's face was filled with disbelief.

"Second Brother!"

Fu Chaochao looked like she was about to cry: "I'm sorry, you will always be my second brother, and nothing else."

Fu Youchuan stepped forward, as if he had something to say.

Fu Chaochao pretended to be frightened and kept backing away.

Su Yurou raised her hand, intending to hit Fu Youchuan again.

"Mom! It's not what you think! Nor is it what you see!"

He hurriedly explained, "It's Chaochao..."

"What's wrong with her? Huh?"

Su Yurou has lost her mind.

"She's in this state! And you still want to argue! Fu Youchuan, I misjudged you!"

I thought that at least you had genuine brotherly and sisterly affection for Chaochao in this family, but I never expected you to...you...you're disgusting, you don't deserve to be my son."

"Mom, let me explain..."

"I won't listen!"

Su Yurou cried and screamed, hitting and cursing, "You beast, how could you do such a thing to Chaochao?"

She just suffered such a huge blow, how could you do that to her!

The commotion quickly alerted the entire house.

Fu Xiao arrived in his pajamas and was stunned by what he saw.

"What happened?"

He asked in a deep voice.