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

Lin Bei glanced at Xie Ci, then looked at Fu Hua.

His eyes were clear and open: "How's it going at Peking University? Is it going well? By the way, I heard you're in the newspaper again. Congratulations."

"I'm fine, how's everyone in Class 6?"

"Everything is great. Our class's total score is now higher than Class A's. Everyone is very motivated to study. Teacher Zhao is so busy every day, searching for test papers everywhere."

Lin Bei's eyes lit up as he spoke: "I have good news. I... I've also been recommended for admission. It's Peking University. I'll be reporting in the fall."

"Congratulations."

Fu Hua said sincerely, "Then we can be classmates again."

Lin Bei smiled, a smile devoid of the previous hesitation and struggle.

All that remained was relief and admiration: "Yes, I hope you will take good care of me then, Senior Sister."

"Absolutely."

Fu Lie stood to the side, head down, and spoke less than last time.

He knew that his parents and grandparents had gone to Fu Hua to ask about the telecommunications service.

I also know how Fu Hua rejected him.

Afterwards, the whole family complained about Fu Hua at home and told them to take this as a lesson for the younger generation.

He disagreed, but he was only nineteen and still in school.

They depended on their families for food, clothing, and daily necessities, and had no say in anything.

The only way to protest is through silence.

"Fu Hua,"

He finally looked up. "My parents... I'm sorry."

Fu Hua looked at him; the boy's face showed struggle and guilt, but that was all.

"haven't seen you for a long time!"

She nodded slightly and said nothing more.

To her, Fu Lie is Fu Lie.

The Fu family is the Fu family; she never confused them.

The premise is that he won't provoke her.

Xie Ci stood to one side, glancing at Fu Hua's reaction out of the corner of his eye.

He was relieved to see that she was in a normal mood.

After exchanging brief greetings, the group went off to ride horses.

There was no horse race like last time; everyone just rode their own horses.

Fu Hua mounted her horse with swift movements.

Xie Ci rode a black horse and followed beside her.

The two rode side by side at a slow pace, their horses' hooves clattering steadily on the grass.

"You and Lin Bei..."

He asked the question in a seemingly casual manner.

"classmate."

Fu Hua answered frankly, "He used to have feelings for me, but he's moved on now, and that's good."

Xie Ci did not ask any further questions.

He knew Fu Hua; if she wanted to talk, she would.

If they don't want to, asking won't help.

The two rode their horses around halfway before stopping on a gentle slope.

A gentle spring breeze caresses the face, and the view is expansive, revealing distant mountains and the city skyline even further away.

"Are you tired?"

Xie Ci took a thermos from his saddlebag. "Have something hot to drink."

He poured two cups of tea and handed one to Fu Hua.

The movements were natural, with no deliberate touching of the fingers.

Fu Hua accepted it and thanked her.

The two sat down to rest on the grass. Xie Ci spoke about some recent reforms in the military.

Fu Hua talked about the progress of the research station.

They talked about technology, development, and their views on the future.

The idea of ​​acknowledgments is not limited to this era.

He respects women and understands Fu Hua's pursuit of her career.

She can even keep up with her forward-thinking ideas.

Fu Hua felt that this kind of interaction was very comfortable.

No pressure, no probing.

Only through equal communication and tacit understanding.

Just then, a burst of laughter and chatter came from afar.

Several young girls rode over on horseback.

The one in the lead was dressed in a well-tailored dark blue riding outfit.

Her hair was tied up high; it was Xu Jing.

Xu Jing clearly saw them too, and the smile on her face froze for a moment.

The girls beside her followed her gaze and looked over.

One of the girls with a ponytail immediately whispered, "Jingjing, isn't that your fiancé?"

Xu Jing's eyes flickered, her face flushed, and she said to the girl, "Don't talk nonsense!"

The tone wasn't one of denial, but rather more like a shy, reproachful complaint.

The girl's voice wasn't loud, but it carried on the wind.

Xie Ci put down his teacup, stood up, and spoke clearly: "Comrade Xu Jing, please explain yourself."

Our two families have considered a marriage alliance, but I have never agreed to it. And…”

He turned to look at Fu Hua, his eyes resolute: "I have someone I like."

Everyone looked at Fu Hua.

She slowly finished the last sip of tea, put down the cup, and stood up.

Her red riding outfit made her skin appear even whiter, her features cool and aloof, and her figure tall and slender.

What's most special are those eyes—clear and calm.

It possesses a wisdom that transcends age.

The girls around Xu Jing looked at each other, their eyes filled with sizing and comparison.

The blush on Xu Jing's face faded, leaving her with an embarrassed pallor.

She forced a smile and said to the talkative girl, "I told you not to joke around. Staff Officer Xie... does have his own ideas, and this matter hasn't been decided yet."

She looked at Fu Hua, trying to maintain a composed demeanor: "Comrade Fu Hua, we meet again."

Fu Hua nodded: "Comrade Xu."

"You two continue, we won't disturb you any longer."

After Xu Jing finished speaking, she turned and left with the other girls.

The silhouette looked somewhat rushed.

Once they were out of sight, Xie Ci turned to Fu Hua and said, "If these people make you uncomfortable, let's leave."

Fu Hua laughed, a nonchalant and carefree laugh: "No way. If a few words from others could affect me, I'd be too incompetent."

She mounted her horse and pulled on the reins: "Continue?"

Xie Ci looked at her, a smile appearing in his eyes: "Okay."

The two rode horses again, this time running faster.

The wind ruffled Fu Hua's hair, and she squinted slightly, savoring the speed and freedom.

Xie Ci followed beside her, always keeping a distance of half a horse's length.

Not too far, not too near

It's about companionship, and it's about protection.

In the distance, Xu Jing and her group stopped and looked this way.

Fu Hua saw it but ignored it.

She cracked her whip, and the horse galloped faster.

Like a red arrow, it shoots towards a wider grassland.

Acknowledgments followed immediately.

The wind blew past my ears, carrying away all the noise.

Between heaven and earth, it seemed that only the sound of horses' hooves and the wind remained.

There are also two equally steadfast and equally clear-headed hearts.

Lin Bei and Fu Lie watched the two receding figures from another hillside.

"She really is like the wind."

Fu Lie murmured.

Lin Bei was silent for a moment, then said, "She's always been like this. It's just that we didn't see it clearly before."

Fu Lie lowered his head.

He knew Lin Bei was right.

Fu Hua was never someone who needed sympathy or protection.

She has her own world, her own rules.

And that world, they may never be able to enter.

At the other end of the horse farm, Xu Jing tightened her grip on the reins.

The girl next to her whispered, "Jingjing, who is that Fu Hua...?"

Xu Jing did not answer.

She looked at the two figures in the distance, which were getting smaller and smaller, with a complicated expression in her eyes.

Some things cannot be obtained through family background.

Some people are born to stand in the light.

She was unwilling to accept it.

But no matter how unwilling you are, you have to admit that some distances cannot be shortened by effort alone.

She had already investigated the girl; her talent was extraordinary.

The future holds infinite possibilities.

Even her grandfather told her that she should only befriend such scientific talents, and never offend them.

She turned her horse around: "Let's go back."

"Huh? You just arrived..."

"I said I'd go back."

Xu Jing's voice turned cold.