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

Fu Youchuan paused for a moment with his chopsticks.

Without looking up, he simply said in a low voice, "Let's eat."

Fu Xiao put down his bowl, glanced at everyone, and felt an indescribable weariness welling up inside him.

His gaze lingered on Fu Chaochao for a moment.

He didn't understand his biological daughter, Fu Hua, whom he had recognized.

He also didn't understand Fu Chaochao, whom he had raised for over ten years.

They were so unfamiliar to me.

Perhaps it was wrong from the very beginning.

He shouldn't have let his two daughters live under the same roof.

We should not expect blood ties and upbringing to coexist harmoniously.

The result is that neither of the two daughters survived.

Huahua moved out.

Chaochao... has gone mad.

He looked at Fu Chaochao's face, a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Images of her as a child flashed through my mind.

Back then, she always wore two pigtails.

She held his hand and called him "Daddy," her eyes sparkling.

She was so innocent and adorable back then.

When did it start to change?

Was it the moment Huahua came back?

Or perhaps even earlier, their boundless pampering had already sown the seeds of disaster?

"dad?"

Fu Songchuan noticed his father's absent-mindedness.

Fu Xiao shook his head, indicating that he was fine.

But he knew in his heart that he could never go back to this home.

Su Yurou was silent for a moment before finally speaking: "Chaochao, we can't go to school for the time being."

After thinking about it, Mom realized that going abroad might be a way out.

I asked a friend in the theater troupe, and they say there are some good schools in England. Would you like to go?

Fu Chaochao's eyes lit up, and she almost blurted out "I'm willing," but she quickly suppressed her eagerness.

He changed to a cautious tone: "Mom, I'm willing. I'd go anywhere as long as I can start over. But... my case..."

"We'll figure out a way to handle the case later."

Su Yurou reassured her, "You should prepare for your trip abroad first, and wait until things calm down..."

I disagree.

Fu Xiao suddenly spoke, his voice low but firm, "Going abroad now would be tantamount to fleeing the country to evade justice. Besides, in her current state, would going abroad really make her better?"

"Then what do you suggest we do?"

Su Yurou's voice rose slightly, "Are we really going to watch Chaochao go to jail? She's not even eighteen yet! Her life has just begun!"

"She ruined her own life."

Fu Xiao said, word by word,

"From the first time she framed Huahua, from the time she hired someone to injure someone, from the time she did that last night... last night."

Fu Xiao closed his eyes wearily. "Let's talk about going abroad after the case is over."

During this time, Chaochao, you stay home and don't go anywhere.

Fu Chaochao's face paled, and she lowered her head, biting her lip without saying a word.

Su Yurou wanted to say something, but in the end she just sighed and put another piece of food on her plate.

Just as the stalemate was at hand, the doorbell rang.

Aunt Liu went to open the door and returned quickly.

Two uniformed police officers followed behind him.

"Commander Fu, Comrade Su."

Officer Li, who was in the lead, greeted them politely.

Their gaze fell on Fu Chaochao. "Fu Chaochao, right? Your bail has been revoked. Please come with us to the police station."

"What?!"

Su Yurou suddenly stood up.

"Why? Weren't the bail procedures already completed?"

The police officer said with a serious expression: "We received a report that the bail procedures involved the forgery of the victim's letter of understanding."

After verification, the facts are confirmed. In accordance with the law, bail is immediately revoked. Fu Chaochao, let's go.

Fu Chaochao's face turned deathly pale instantly.

She grabbed Su Yurou's hand, her nails digging almost into her flesh: "Mom, Mom, please save me! I don't want to go to jail, please, go find Fu Hua and have her come see me."

I'm willing to kneel down and beg her! I'll do anything for her, as long as she lets me go!

Her voice was shrill and desperate, her face streaked with tears and snot.

She had completely lost her usual refined appearance and looked like a crazy shrew.

Su Yurou's heart ached so much it felt like it was about to break.

She hugged Fu Chaochao tightly and looked up at the police officer: "Comrade, could you please make an exception? She's still so young..."

"Comrade Su, everyone is equal before the law."

The police officer remained unmoved, saying, "Please cooperate with our work."

Fu Xiao took a deep breath, stepped forward, and gently pulled Su Yurou away.

He said in a low voice, "Yu Rou, let go. You should bear the consequences of your mistakes. This child... let the country educate her in the future."

"Fu Xiao!"

Su Yurou looked at her husband in disbelief, "This is our daughter!"

"She broke the law."

Fu Xiao's voice was soft but firm: "If we continue to cover for her, we will truly be harming her."

He turned to Fu Chaochao: "Chaochao, go ahead, cooperate fully with the investigation, admit your guilt, and apologize as you should. If... if there is a future, Dad hopes you will be a sensible person."

Looking at the resolute look in her father's eyes, Fu Chaochao suddenly understood.

This time, no one can save her.

She stopped crying and only gave Su Yurou a cold look.

There was disappointment, resentment, and a calm before madness in his eyes.

"Mom, I'm leaving."

She whispered, "Take care."

After saying that, she took the initiative to walk towards the police officer and extended her hands.

The handcuffs clicked shut, and Su Yurou collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.

Fu Songchuan helped his mother up, while Fu Youchuan stood by the window, his back to everyone, his shoulders trembling slightly.

---

In the courtyard house in Shichahai, Fu Hua had just finished a phone call with Professor Yan.

She put down the receiver, walked to her desk, opened her notebook, and began to plan her business blueprint.

In the 1980s, the spring breeze of reform and opening up swept across the land.

The first thing that came to her mind was the clothing industry.

Light assets, fast turnover, in line with the trend of the times.

She picked up her pen and wrote down a few keywords: brand design, OEM manufacturing, and chain retail.

The gold in the space has already been converted into cash through the exchange of favors.

Funding is not a problem.

The problems are talent and channels.

She needs to find a reliable partner.

We need to build our own design team and streamline the production supply chain...

Just as I was deep in thought, the phone rang.

This is a thank-you speech.

"The matter is resolved."

His voice came through the receiver, calm yet strong.

"Bail has been revoked, and Fu Chaochao has been taken back to the police station."

Your mother may also be investigated for forging the letter of understanding.

But it shouldn't be too severe; the main issue is that Fu Chaochao's case will be handled strictly.

Fu Hua was silent for a moment, then said, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. This is judicial fairness."

Xie Ci paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you... alright?"

"I am fine."

Fu Hua looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, her voice clear and firm.

"I'm planning my business empire. For example, I'm thinking of starting a clothing brand. What do you think?"

A low laugh came from the other end of the phone: "I knew you wouldn't be bothered by these things."

Do you need my help? I know a few friends who work in foreign trade.

"Not for now, I want to try it myself first."

Fu Hua's lips curled into a smile. "But there's something I need your advice on. Where do you think would be a good place to open the first store?"

The two talked about business planning for more than ten minutes.

It was as if the Fu family's troubles had never happened.

After hanging up the phone, Fu Hua sat back down at her desk and continued working on her business plans.

Her pen scratched across the paper, and ideas leaped off the page.

The brand name could be "Starry Sky," symbolizing that every woman can shine like a star.

The design should be minimalist and stylish, and the quality must be excellent.

The first store could be opened in Wangfujing, where there's a lot of foot traffic...

The sunlight outside the window grew brighter and brighter, shining on her focused profile.