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

"Fu Xiao, look at your good son!"

Su Yurou pointed at Fu Youchuan, trembling all over, "He...he wanted to bully Chaochao!"

Fu Chaochao buried her face in Su Yurou's shoulder, her shoulders trembling, looking extremely pitiful.

Fu Xiao didn't immediately understand what Su Yurou meant by "bullying".

Because of this family, Fu Youchuan and Fu Chaochao have the best relationship.

He always favored his younger sister the most.

His eyes darkened when he saw Fu Chaochao's slipped pajamas.

"Youchuan, tell me, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Youchuan looked at his father and said, word by word, "Dad, I didn't. It was Chaochao who came to me in her pajamas, and then..."

That's enough.

Fu Xiao interrupted him, his gaze sweeping between the three of them.

Unlike Su Yurou, he didn't immediately draw a conclusion.

Instead, he said, "Come to the study, everyone. Let's get this straight."

He glanced at Fu Chaochao, whose clothes were disheveled: "Chaochao, go change your clothes first."

Su Yurou wanted to say something, but was stopped by Fu Xiao's stern gaze.

Twenty minutes later, in the study.

Fu Chaochao changed into conservative pajamas, her eyes red and swollen.

Sitting next to Su Yurou, he looked like a frightened little rabbit.

Fu Youchuan sat opposite him, his face ashen.

"You Chuan, you go first."

Fu Xiao lit a cigarette, his voice devoid of emotion.

Fu Youchuan took a deep breath and recounted the whole story.

Including how Fu Chaochao entered his room dressed provocatively,

How to get close to him, how to say those ambiguous things.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Su Yurou interrupted excitedly, "How could Chaochao do such a thing! She's your sister!"

"She is not my sister."

This was the first time Fu Youchuan had said this so bluntly.

"Not by blood, and now even by feelings... I'm not sure anymore."

He looked at Fu Chaochao, his eyes filled with deep disappointment and heartache: "Chaochao, we grew up together, I consider her my own sister, and of course, Fu Hua's return hasn't changed that at all."

But what you did today... do you know what that's called? It's incest! You tried to destroy our family!

Fu Chaochao's eyes darkened, but she cried even harder: "Second brother, how could you frame me like this..."

I know you don't like me anymore, I know your heart has long belonged to Huahua, but you can't ruin me like this...."

"Who ruined whom, really?!"

Fu Youchuan finally snapped; he abruptly stood up.

"Ever since Fu Hua came back, you've framed her time and time again, cutting her dress, making her fall down the stairs, and hiring someone to hurt her!"

Now you're resorting to such despicable tactics against me, Fu Chaochao, what exactly are you trying to do?!

"What do I want to do?"

Fu Chaochao raised her head, her face still wet with tears.

But a crazed light gleamed in his eyes. "I just want to stay in this home! I just don't want to be abandoned. Am I wrong? Huh?"

You're all siding with Fu Hua, but what about me? I've been in this family for seventeen years, am I worthless? None of you believe me!

Her voice echoed in the study, mournful and desperate.

Fu Xiao stubbed out his cigarette and slowly said, "Chao Chao, no one wants to abandon you. Even if you're not our biological daughter, we've raised you for seventeen years, and that affection is genuine."

"Then why do you all side with Fu Hua? Why is everything she does right, but everything I do is wrong?"

Fu Chaochao questioned, "Even my second brother is taking her side! He was the one who bullied me today, but you won't believe him!"

"Because what I see is not the case."

Fu Xiao's voice turned cold.

"Youchuan is my son, I know him. He may be impulsive or stubborn, but he would never do such a thing."

He stared at Fu Chaochao, his gaze piercing: "Chaochao, tell me honestly, did you orchestrate what happened tonight?"

The study was deathly silent.

Su Yurou looked at her husband in disbelief: "Fu Xiao? How could you question Chaochao like that! She's a girl, she's the victim!"

"mom,"

Fu Youchuan said wearily, "Think about it carefully. If I really wanted to do something to Chaochao, would I leave the door open? Would I make such a commotion that it would attract your attention?"

Su Yurou was stunned.

Fu Chaochao's face gradually turned pale.

She looked into Fu Xiao's all-knowing eyes.

Seeing Fu Youchuan's extremely disappointed expression,

Seeing Su Yurou's wavering expression...

Suddenly, she smiled.

The laughter was cold and harsh, especially eerie in the quiet of the night.

"Yes, I designed it."

She frankly admitted, "I just want to see who you would choose if something really happened."

She stood up and looked around the home she had lived in for seventeen years, the home she had desperately wanted to keep.

"Now it seems the answer is obvious."

She said softly, "Even if I use the most extreme methods, even if I bet everything on myself... you still won't choose me."

"You will only choose children who are related to you by blood."

She turned and walked out of the study.

"Every morning!"

Su Yurou wanted to chase after her.

"Let her go."

Fu Xiao closed his eyes wearily. "Yu Rou, haven't you seen it yet? This child... has already walked to the edge of a cliff, and none of us can stop her."

Outside the window, the night was deep.

In the courtyard house in Shichahai, Fu Hua had just finished her discussion with Xie Ci.

She had no idea what was happening in the Fu family.

Fu Hua stood at the door, watching Xie Ci leave.

"If you live alone, make sure to lock the door."

Xie Ci stood at the courtyard gate, turned back and gave some instructions.

"Call me anytime if you need anything. My number is next to the phone."

Fu Hua nodded: "Okay, be careful on the road."

The military green jeep disappeared at the alley entrance.

Fu Hua took a deep breath and looked through the night sky toward the distant future.

She gently stroked her wrist, no matter what happened.

This is all her capital and confidence.

Therefore, she is fearless in the face of any challenge.

The next day, Fu Hua arranged to meet with Professor Yan to discuss the project's progress and also needed to go to the bank to open an account.

The funds from the sale of those gold assets are already in place.

She plans to start developing a light-asset business.

The 1980s was an era full of opportunities.

She has so many forward-thinking business ideas waiting to be implemented.

Before she can focus on scientific research, she first needs to become a member of a wealthy family.

You have confidence in yourself and don't need to rely on anyone else.

At the same time, the Fu family...

The atmosphere at the breakfast table was so oppressive it was suffocating.

Fu Xiao silently drank his porridge.

Fu Songchuan flipped through the morning paper expressionlessly.

Fu Youchuan lowered his head and mechanically put food into his mouth.

Only Su Yurou would occasionally put food on Fu Chaochao's plate.

"Chao Chao, eat more."

Su Yurou's voice was soft, carrying a weary gentleness.

"You've suffered these past few days."

Fu Chaochao was wearing a turtleneck sweater.

It covered up the red marks left from last night's tug-of-war.

Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked pitiful.

"Mom, I'm sorry..."

She whispered, tears welling up in her eyes again.

"I really acted foolishly last night. I was so scared... scared of losing you all, afraid of losing this family... Second brother, can you forgive me?"

She turned to look at Fu Youchuan, her eyes full of pleading.