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

Fu Songchuan glanced at Fu Hua, then at Su Yurou, feeling helpless, and lowered his head to continue eating.

Repairing the relationships within this family is an incredibly difficult task.

Fu Youchuan ate with gusto, picking up one bite of food with his chopsticks, then another, his cheeks bulging.

Fu Xiao glared at him from the side, but he simply ignored her.

Just be a supporting character, a good glutton.

As a son-in-law, Fu Xiao couldn't say much from her husband's family home.

He ate his meal in silence, occasionally serving food to Fu Hua and Su Yurou and asking them a few questions about work.

Fu Hua answered patiently.

Yue Xue moved back and forth between the kitchen and the dining table, serving dishes and soup.

He had a smile on his face, but it was a somewhat stiff one.

Su Cheng sat next to Old Master Su, not saying much.

The meal was eaten quietly; the clinking of bowls and chopsticks was more frequent than the talking.

After finishing her meal and drinking a cup of tea, Fu Hua got up to say goodbye.

She usually stays at her grandmother's house until the afternoon.

Seeing the faces of the Fu family today made me feel extremely uncomfortable; I didn't want to stay a minute longer.

Yue Xue quickly stood up and took Fu Hua's hand: "Why are you leaving so soon? Sit a little longer, the tea hasn't been brewed yet."

"Auntie, maybe next time."

Fu Hua shook her head: "I have things to do today."

Grandma Su also stood up from the table, walked over and took Fu Hua's hand.

"Huahua, your grandpa has been saying for a long time that he wants to play a good game of chess with you today. Why don't you stay here tonight?"

Fu Hua glanced at Grandpa Su.

Grandpa Su sat there without saying a word, but there was a hint of expectation in his eyes.

She looked away and shook her head.

"Grandma, let's do it another day. I really have something to do today."

Grandma Su was about to say something when Fu Youchuan, standing beside her, pursed his lips and muttered something under his breath.

"We're both college students, why are you acting like you're a leader? Is it really necessary?"

The sound wasn't loud, but the house was quiet, so everyone could hear it.

As soon as Fu Youchuan finished speaking, he felt a gaze fall on him.

He looked up and met Fu Hua's eyes.

It was cold, like being locked in by a tiger's gaze, sending chills down your spine.

He shrank back and quickly waved his hand.

"You're busy, you're busy, I have no objection, not at all."

Fu Songchuan lowered his head beside him, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Fu Xiao glared at Fu Youchuan, but Fu Youchuan pretended not to see it and lowered his head to drink his tea.

Grandma Su sighed and patted Fu Hua's hand.

"Okay, then your uncle will drive you there."

"No need to trouble you, Uncle. It's more convenient for me to take the bus."

Grandma Su had no choice but to give up and turned to look at Su Yurou and Fu Xiao.

"You two take the kids to school. Don't worry about things here; someone will take care of it."

Su Yurou was stunned for a moment, then stood up and hurriedly picked up her coat.

Fu Xiao also stood up and nodded.

"Okay, we'll deliver it."

Fu Hua glanced at Old Madam Su, said nothing, and turned to walk out.

Su Yurou and Fu Xiao followed behind.

The courtyard gate opened and then closed again.

Grandma Su sat on the sofa, looking at the door with a somewhat dejected expression.

The three people walked out of the alley, one in front and two behind.

Fu Hua walked ahead, her pace slow, but she didn't stop either.

Su Yurou and Fu Xiao followed behind, a few steps apart.

Reaching the alley entrance, Fu Xiao quickened his pace and caught up with Fu Hua.

"Huahua,"

He softened his voice.

"There's a pavilion up ahead, not many people there. Shall we go over and say a few words?"

Fu Hua paused for a moment, but didn't turn around.

"I really have something to do. You can go back now, that's enough."

Let's go.

Su Yurou caught up from behind and reached out to grab Fu Hua's arm.

"Just a few minutes,"

Her voice was a little urgent, "It won't take you long."

Fu Hua looked down at the spot where she had been pulled, then looked up at her.

Su Yurou was stunned by her gaze, but she didn't let go of her hand.

Fu Hua didn't earn any money, and nodded.

"OK."

The three of them walked towards the pavilion.

The pavilion is located in a small open space at the end of the alley, surrounded by a few old locust trees, and there are hardly any people around.

Fu Hua walked in, sat down on the stone bench, and looked at the two people standing in front of her.

"Speak,"

Her voice was flat and monotone: "What do you want?"

Su Yurou and Fu Xiao exchanged a glance.

Fu Xiaochong and Su Yurou shook their heads.

Now is not the time.

Su Yurou's eyes flickered slightly, she took half a step forward, and forced a smile.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to ask how you're doing. Are you eating well and sleeping comfortably while living alone?"

Fu Hua looked at her without saying a word.

It's been a year, and you're only now asking this question? Don't you feel hypocritical?

You have such a thick skin!

Su Yurou's voice gradually lowered.

Fu Hua sneered inwardly.

Fu Xiao couldn't stand there any longer.

He sighed and took a step forward.

"Huahua,"

He said, "Your mother really cares about you. Every time she sends you a meal, it's cooked by her own hands."

Fu Hua almost laughed.

That year, she only ate at the Fu family's house two or three times.

She could still tell the difference in Aunt Liu's cooking skills.

Fu Xiao is such a brainless doting husband; he lies without hesitation for Su Yurou's sake.

Judging from Fu Hua's expression, Su Yurou knew that she didn't believe her.

Thinking that Commander Wang didn't have much time left for her, she wondered how long this would drag on.

Su Yurou raised her eyes: "I know you're smart, I can't hide anything from you."

Fu Hua turned her gaze to her.

Su Yurou paused for a moment before speaking, "To tell you the truth, damn it, the leader of the troupe, Director Wang, has been trying to get me to contact Masters Chekady and Ji Xian. I know they admire you and are vying to take you on as their student."

Su Yurou looked at Fu Hua, and then said nothing more.

The meaning is quite clear.

Fu Hua looked at the two of them with an indifferent expression.

The pavilion was quiet for a few seconds.

"so what?"

She smiled, but a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

Su Yurou opened her mouth, as if to say something, but then swallowed it back.

It's really difficult for her to ask the child for help.

Fu Xiao shook his head, forcing himself to continue, "We just wanted to ask you if you could... put in a good word for us? We don't need you to do anything, just act as a go-between and let them know about this..."

"cannot."

Fu Hua interrupted him, her voice not loud, but clear.

Fu Xiao was stunned.

Su Yurou's face changed several times between embarrassment, anger, helplessness, and hatred.

Fu Hua stood up and looked at the two of them.

"Those who need people should be employed, and those who don't should be discarded."

She said calmly, "You came to see me today because of this, not because of whether I'm doing well or not, not because of how I'm surviving alone out there, but because you need my help."

Su Yurou's lips moved slightly.

"Fu Hua, how can you talk like that? How can we not care about you? It's your own fault for moving out, for insisting on..."

"How can I speak like this?"

Fu Hua looked at her and asked, "How do you do things?"

She took a step forward, getting a little closer to Su Yurou.

"I gave birth to you but didn't raise you, and I raised you but didn't nurture you. I owe you nothing."

Su Yurou's face turned pale.

Fu Hua turned and walked out.

"Huahua!"

Fu Xiao called out from behind.

Fu Hua stopped and turned around.

"From today onwards,"

She showed no regret, saying, "We're over. We're cutting ties."

Fu Xiao's face turned pale instantly.

He wanted to catch up, but he was also worried about Su Yurou's feelings.

"Yu Rou, the child was just saying that in anger. Don't worry, let's think of another way."

Su Yurou stood there, stunned for a few seconds.

Suddenly, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, he exploded.

"Sever ties?"

Her voice shrill, "Why?"

She rushed forward two steps and pointed at Fu Hua.

"If you weren't my daughter, would the Su family have helped you so much? Would you be where you are today?"

"If you were really just a wild girl from a remote mountain village, do you think you could have established yourself in Beijing?"