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

"I have an experiment this afternoon."

Fu Hua glanced at her watch. "Grandpa and Grandma, just say what you need to say. I don't have much time."

These words were so blunt that several students around couldn't help but chuckle.

It seems the story of the real and fake heiress is true.

The old man's face darkened, but he maintained the composure expected of an elder: "Huahua, let's find a quiet place to talk. There are too many people here."

Fu Hua looked at them for a few seconds and nodded: "Okay."

The three of them walked to a small private room at a state-run restaurant near the school gate.

We ordered four dishes, two meat and two vegetable, and a pot of tea.

After the waiter left, the old man got straight to the point: "Huahua, I heard you're now working with the military, repairing communications equipment?"

Fu Hua picked up her teacup and took a sip: "Mmm."

"Can one person manage all the work?"

The old lady chimed in, "Look at you, having to go to school, do research, and take on all these jobs. It must be exhausting. Your eldest uncle and third uncle's jobs are both related to communications. Why don't you ask them to help you out?"

Fu Hua looked up: "Help me?"

"yes!"

The old lady said matter-of-factly, "We're family, it's only right that we help each other out. If you share some of the work with them, they have connections and resources, they can help you run things better, and the money they earn... isn't it all from our Fu family?"

Fu Hua took a sip of tea and put down her cup. "Does my dad know you're here?"

The elderly couple exchanged a glance, and the old man coughed, "Do we need to notify him to see our own granddaughter?"

"That means you don't know."

"Yes, your dad knows."

Fu Hua smiled knowingly. "Grandpa and Grandma, my eldest uncle works in logistics, and my third uncle works in the cultural department. They only have a slight connection to communications technology. Military work is highly specialized; if they can't fix it, they'll be held accountable. Can they handle that?"

"That's none of your concern!"

The old woman grew anxious, "As long as the work is divided up, they'll naturally find suitable people to do it! You can just be listed as a coworker, and you'll still get paid..."

"On what grounds?"

Fu Hua interrupted her, her voice still calm, "Just because we all share the surname Fu? Did the Fu family ever raise me? Who are my uncles and great-uncles? Why should I help them?"

These words were blunt and merciless, and the old man's face turned ashen: "Fu Hua, how dare you speak to us like that! We are your elders!"

"elder?"

Fu Hua looked at him and said, "What have you done for me besides trying to get benefits from me, as an elder?"

Does humiliating her at a family dinner count as such?

The old lady slammed her hand on the table: "Fu Hua, your household registration is still with the Fu family, so you will always be a member of the Fu family."

"They moved out."

Fu Hua said in a nonchalant tone, "They moved last month."

We were prepared for them to use this as an excuse.

"you……"

The old lady's hands trembled with anger. "Fu Hua, do you have any family affection at all? Do you have any respect for your elders?"

"no."

Fu Hua answered crisply, "Family ties aren't something you only bring up when you're demanding things from someone. When I was in the Fu family, who among you ever talked to me about family ties? When I handed you the award certificate, was there any family affection in it? When you doted on Fu Chaochao and neglected me, your own granddaughter, was there any family affection in your heart?"

The private room was deathly silent.

The old man stared at Fu Hua, the last vestige of pretense in his eyes crumbling: "Fu Hua, as your elders, we're speaking to you politely today to give you face. If you don't know what's good for you and insist on refusing..."

"What would happen?"

Fu Hua asked.

The old lady looked around, lowered her voice, and said threateningly, "If you don't agree, we'll make a scene here and let the whole Peking University know that you're an unfilial granddaughter. We'll come to your school every day and cause trouble. Let's see how you face people then!"

Fu Hua smiled.

His shoulders trembled slightly, as if he had heard some incredibly funny joke.

She laughed for a while before wiping away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"I finally understand where the abnormal brain circuits in the Fu family are inherited from."

She stood up and looked down at the elderly couple.

"The root lies with the two of you."

The old lady stood up angrily: "You... how dare you speak to your elders like that? You wild girl, you don't know what's good for you..."

"Weren't you going to cause trouble?"

Fu Hua opened the door to the private room, her voice rising a few decibels.

"Go ahead and make a scene. I've never seen an old lady from a military family throw a tantrum in public before. Come on, give me a performance so everyone can see what kind of family the Fu family really is."

In the hallway outside, several waiters and passing customers had already looked over.

The old man stood up, his face ashen, and grabbed the old woman: "Let's go!"

The old lady was still not satisfied: "Fu Hua! You'll regret this!"

"What do I regret?"

Fu Hua leaned against the door frame, a bright smile on her face. "Regret not cutting ties with the Fu family sooner? Well, I do regret it a little."

The elderly couple practically fled in panic.

"If you said you were treating, settle the bill."

As Fu Hua watched their disheveled figures, the smile on her face slowly faded.

She returned to the private room, sat down, and finished the remaining half cup of tea.

The dishes were served just in time, and she had a great appetite.

The waiter glanced at the door and asked, "Sir, shall we continue serving the food?"

"superior."

Fu Hua said, "I'll eat alone."

The dishes arrived: two meat dishes and two vegetable dishes.

Fu Hua ate slowly, her mind clear.

This isn't over yet.

The elderly couple has run into a brick wall, and they might try to pressure Fu Xiao or think of other solutions.

But she wasn't afraid.

They've already broken off relations completely, so they're not going to maintain any pretense anymore.

No matter how much you prune a tree, if its roots are rotten, it won't help.

The Fu family isn't worth it; they're just a bunch of worthless junk.

After finishing my meal, I stepped out of the restaurant. The spring sunshine was lovely, warming me comfortably.

As she walked back to school, a classmate greeted her: "Fu Hua, were those your grandparents just now?"

"Um."

Fu Hua nodded, "They've come to ask for money."

The classmate was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing: "You really dare to say that."

"Just telling the truth."

Fu Hua smiled too, "I'm going to the lab."

She walked into the laboratory building, leaving the farce that had just happened behind her.

I put on a white lab coat, turned on the instruments, and plunged back into the world of data and formulas.

It's clean and pure there; there's no unreasonable behavior or moral blackmail.

Only truth will always be there waiting for her.

On a weekend morning, Xie Ci's car was parked on time at the bottom of the apartment building.

Fu Hua was wearing a white dress today, with her hair styled in a pretty braid, looking neat and capable.

Xie Ci said that he would go horseback riding with her today to relax.

"Student Fu."

Xie Ci got out of the car and personally opened the passenger door for her.

"Get in the car."

Fu Hua hesitated for a second before sitting down.

The car drove out of the city and headed towards the horse farm in the suburbs.

The spring sunlight streamed through the car window, casting warm dappled patterns on Fu Hua's face.

She looked out the window at the fields rushing past.

Suddenly remembering something, she said, "Oh right, I finished organizing the experimental data last night. I'll get it for you later."

"Let's not talk about work today."

Xie Ci took a thermos from next to his seat. "Try this first."

Fu Hua took it and opened the lid.

A sweet fragrance of osmanthus blossoms wafts towards you.

Inside is a crystal-clear sweet rice wine, plump rice grains, and garnished with golden osmanthus blossoms.

"Osmanthus-flavored sweet wine?"

Her eyes lit up.