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

Su Yurou remained silent.

"It was my fault back then; I insisted on marrying you."

Fu Xiao said, "They can all forgive me, their son-in-law, so there's no reason for them to hold a grudge against you, their own daughter."

"What parent in the world truly holds a grudge against their children?"

Su Yurou was not comforted after hearing this.

She thought of Fu Hua.

Since I came back, she has pushed me away time and time again, pushing me further and further away.

When Fu Chaochao got into trouble, she even went to question Fu Hua and pressured her.

The look in Fu Hua's eyes wasn't hate, it was cold.

It is a thorough, hopeless cold.

If this hadn't happened, would she have gone to find that child on her own initiative?

she does not know.

She lowered her eyes and said nothing more.

In the parking lot, Fu Youchuan put his things in the trunk, closed the door,

Turning to Fu Songchuan, she asked, "Brother, why did Mom suddenly decide to visit Grandpa and Grandma?"

Fu Songchuan glanced at him but did not answer.

"The Su family has been back for almost a year now."

Fu Youchuan said, "I hadn't seen her make any arrangements before, but now it's suddenly so grand, and she's even dragged the two of us and Dad into it..."

He paused, then lowered his voice, "Could it be that they're targeting Fu Hua?"

Fu Songchuan frowned: "Don't talk nonsense."

"I'm not making this up."

Fu Youchuan moved closer to him. "Think about it, Fu Hua visits her grandparents every week without fail. If Mom goes at this time, how could she not run into them?"

Fu Songchuan did not respond.

Fu Youchuan sighed: "I hope we don't run into her. I don't want to see her...it would be too awkward."

"Fu Youchuan."

Fu Songchuan's tone became harsher, "Fu Hua is your sister. Even if you don't care about her, you don't need to act like this."

Fu Youchuan quickly waved his hand: "Brother, it's not that I hate her, you don't know, I'm... I'm afraid of her."

"Afraid?"

"Aren't you afraid?"

Fu Youchuan looked at him. "With her personality, if she's unhappy, you can't tell on her face at all, but you can tell she's unhappy. How can you possibly enjoy this meal?"

Fu Songchuan was silent for a few seconds, then patted his shoulder: "When you get in the car later, don't say anything out of line. Mom has finally managed to pull herself together and wants to do something, don't ruin it."

Fu Youchuan nodded and followed him toward the car.

In the car, Fu Xiao sat in the passenger seat and glanced back at his two sons.

"When we get there, everyone be alert."

He said, "Call people when you need to, and do your work when you need to. Your mother had a hard day, so don't upset her."

Fu Songchuan nodded.

Fu Youchuan nodded as well.

Su Yurou sat in the back seat, watching the street scenes flash by outside the car window, her palms slightly sweaty.

The car turned into a quiet alley and stopped in front of a courtyard house in the Xicheng District.

Arrived.

Su Cheng opened the door and paused for a moment.

Fu Xiao stood outside the door, with Su Yurou beside him.

Later, the two young men, Fu Songchuan and Fu Youchuan,

They stood properly, carrying large and small bags.

"this……"

Su Cheng blinked, then rubbed his eyes. "Yu Rou? Brother-in-law?"

Su Yurou's lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

Fu Xiao stepped forward, smiling, and said, "Brother, we've come to visit your parents. May we come in?"

"Make way! Make way! Come in quickly!"

Su Cheng flung open the door, his voice booming, "Yue Xue! Yue Xue, come out quickly, Yu Rou's brother-in-law and the others are here!"

Footsteps sounded inside the house, and Yue Xue, wearing an apron and carrying a cabbage leaf, ran out of the kitchen.

Upon seeing the family at the door, their eyes widened in surprise, and they froze for two seconds.

He then burst into laughter: "Oh my, come on, come on, my hands are still covered in mud—"

She tossed the cabbage leaves onto the stove and turned to get a teacup.

Su Yurou was led to sit on the sofa.

Yue Xue handed him a cup of hot tea, the warmth spreading from his palm to his heart.

"Yu Rou, have some tea, it's freshly brewed."

Yue Xue then carried the fruit platter to Fu Songchuan and Fu Youchuan.

"Children, have some apples. These apples are very sweet; we just bought them this morning."

Fu Youchuan took the apple and glanced at his mother.

Su Yurou held her teacup, her fingers gently stroking the rim. She didn't speak, but her eyes were a little hot.

Su Cheng stood to the side, rubbing his hands together, looking at this person and that person.

He grinned and said, "Mom and Dad went out for a walk. They're nearby and should be back soon. Please have a seat, I'll go greet them."

Before he could finish speaking, the door lock clicked.

The door opened, and Grandpa Su and Grandma Su walked in one after the other.

Grandma Su was carrying a cloth bag filled with apples.

Looking up, I saw the person sitting on the sofa, and I stopped in my tracks.

The bag swayed in her hand.

The room was silent for two seconds.

Grandma Su's gaze swept across Su Yurou's face.

The light then fell on Fu Xiao's face, swept over his two grandsons, and finally returned to Su Yurou's face.

Her expression was complicated, and her lips were tightly pursed.

It took him a while to put the cloth bag on the shoe cabinet, then he bent down to change his shoes, his movements unhurried and deliberate.

Su Yurou stood up.

"Dad, Mom."

Her voice trembled slightly.

Grandma Su straightened up, glanced at her, and her lips twitched.

The voice was neither too loud nor too soft: "Oh, what brings Mrs. Fu here?"

Su Yurou's face paled.

"mom……"

Fu Xiao quickly stepped forward and stood next to Su Yurou.

He bowed slightly and said, "Dad, Mom, it's our fault for not visiting you for so long. We've come here today specifically to apologize."

Grandma Su snorted, walked inside, and sat down on another sofa.

Without looking at them, she gazed at the fruit on the coffee table: "Yue Xue, these apples are nice. Where did you buy them? They're even fresher than the ones I just bought."

Yue Xue opened her mouth, unsure whether to respond, and looked to Su Cheng for help.

Su Cheng shook his head and pretended to continue tidying up the newspapers on the coffee table.

Grandpa Su stood at the door, put down the small stool in his hand, sighed, and walked towards the main seat.

Su Yurou stood there, her hand gripping the bag strap, her knuckles turning white.

She took a step forward, facing the direction of Old Mrs. Su.

Her voice lowered: "Mom... I know I was wrong. All these years, I've been... unfilial."

Grandma Su didn't look up.

Su Yurou's eyes reddened.

Fu Xiao supported her arm and addressed Grandpa Su and Grandma Su.

He repeated, "Dad, Mom, it's all my fault as your son-in-law. I haven't taken good care of Yurou, and I haven't brought her home often. If you have any complaints, blame me."

Grandpa Su waved his hand and finally spoke, "Alright."

He glanced at Old Mrs. Su, then looked at his daughter, son-in-law, and two grandsons standing there.

His tone softened: "Since you're all here, why are you standing? Sit down."

Grandma Su didn't say anything, but she didn't say anything more either.

Su Cheng seized the opportunity to lean in: "Dad, Mom, my brother-in-law and his family bought so many things, all for you two and for our family. Look at this fabric, Mom, feel it, isn't it soft?"

He took the fabric out of the cloth bag and handed it to Old Mrs. Su.

Grandma Su glanced down at it, touched it lightly with her fingers, but didn't take it.

He didn't say anything, but his complexion improved.

Grandpa Su glanced at her and understood what was going on.

He stood up: "Acheng, Yuexue, go out and buy some vegetables and meat. There will be a lot of people at noon today, so cook a few more dishes."

"Yes, Dad."

Su Cheng quickly nodded and pulled Yue Xue along: "Come on, wife, grab the basket."

Yue Xue took off her apron and followed them outside.

As Su Cheng passed by Su Yurou, he gently patted her arm.

She whispered, "Xiaorou, talk to Mom properly."

The door closed.