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

Fu Hua looked at her with a calm expression, as if she were looking at a stranger.

"I am who I am today."

Her voice was firm, radiating strong self-confidence: "I have never relied on anyone."

She paused, then spoke each word clearly.

"You give birth but don't raise, raise but don't nurture. You don't deserve to be a parent."

Su Yurou's face changed from white to red, and then from red to white again.

Her lips trembled, and she couldn't speak for a long time.

Fu Hua turned around and left without looking back.

Su Yurou stood there, watching the figure walk further and further away, getting smaller and smaller, until it finally disappeared at the end of the alley.

She took a few breaths and suddenly shouted in that direction.

"Sever ties if you want! I have sons to support me in my old age, two more, and one of them is a money-loser, I don't care about him!"

Fu Xiao pulled her back from the side.

"Yu Rou! You're so angry you've lost your mind! What are you saying?"

Su Yurou shook off his hand, but tears fell down her cheeks.

Fu Xiao stood there, looking at the empty alleyway, feeling as if something was blocking his heart.

The wind blew in from the alley, making the leaves of the old locust tree rustle.

.........

Su Cheng came out of the kitchen, carrying a plate in his hand, and looked around.

"Yue Xue, where's Mom?"

Yue Xue was bending down to tidy the table when she heard this and straightened up.

He glanced at the door to Old Mrs. Su's room and sighed.

"He said he felt unwell in his heart and went back to his room to lie down."

Su Cheng frowned and put the plate on the table.

She was just angry.

He lifted his foot and walked over there, "I'm going to talk to her."

Yue Xue reached out and grabbed him.

Su Cheng turned around: "I'm just going over to take a look, I won't say anything."

Yue Xue took off her apron and draped it over the chair next to her.

"I'll go instead."

She smiled slightly, "There are some things that men can't explain. We women can communicate much better."

Su Cheng looked at her, his gaze softening.

"Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

Yue Xue smiled and patted his arm.

"We're husband and wife, so your mother is my mother too. It's only right."

She walked to the door and knocked gently.

"Mom, it's me."

There was a two-second silence inside, then Grandma Su's voice came through.

"Come in."

Yue Xue pushed open the door, holding a glass of honey water, went in, and gently closed the door behind her.

The curtains were drawn, making the room a bit dim.

Grandma Su lay on the bed, covered with a thin blanket, her face turned toward the wall.

Yue Xue walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Place the honey water on your bedside table.

"Mom, are you feeling unwell? Would you like some water?"

Grandma Su didn't move. After a while, she turned over and looked at her.

"It's alright, don't worry."

Her voice was a little hoarse, "It's not that I have a heart problem, it's just that I feel uneasy."

Yue Xue looked at her; the old lady was indeed in a low mood today.

She had heart surgery only a year ago; it must have been tough for her.

"Mom, your health is the most important thing. Please have some water first."

Grandma Su took the water glass and held it in her hand.

"I don't want you to worry. I can't afford to get really sick again and become a burden to you. I don't want that."

Yue Xue took her hand.

"Mom, please don't say that."

She said softly, "Your health is important, but you also need to talk about what's on your mind."

"We're family, what can't we talk about?"

Grandma Su looked at her, her eyes a little red.

She took a sip of water, lowered her eyes, and hid the disappointment in them.

Yue Xue gripped her hand tightly and spoke again.

"Mom, I know you're worried about Yu Rou and Hua Hua. There's no deep-seated hatred between mother and daughter, and the knot in their hearts will eventually be untied."

"You know this best, don't you?"

Su Yurou abandoned her parents for more than 20 years for a man.

But the elderly couple still missed her the most.

They send packages to the children every year; if it weren't for the Su family quietly mediating behind the scenes...

Su Yurou's personality was not suited to thrive in the theater troupe.

The old man forbade anyone to talk about any of this.

Back in Beijing, as long as Su Yurou turns back, the Su family elders will easily forgive her.

Su Yurou has had it too easy, which is why she stumbled on this matter.

Grandma Su remained silent for a while, then slowly nodded.

"I hope so."

She put down her water glass and pulled Yue Xue's arm.

"I'm so sorry to have troubled you, child. It's your birthday today, and we were supposed to have a nice meal, but it turned into this mess. You didn't even get to eat properly, and now you're busy cleaning up."

Yue Xue shook her head.

"Mom, please don't say that."

Grandma Su patted her hand.

"What do you want to eat tonight? Mom will make it for you."

"That won't do, you're not feeling well yet."

"No, I'm much better now. I'm perfectly healthy. You and Xiaocheng got me the best doctors, and I've fully recovered. I'm in a good mood now too."

Yue Xue's eyes lit up.

Perhaps doing something she enjoys will help the old lady forget her unhappiness.

"Really? Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Grandma Su nodded, a slight smile appearing on her face.

"Say whatever you want, I'll agree to anything."

Yue Xue thought for a moment and said, "I would like to eat the eggplant fritters you make."

Grandma Su was stunned for a moment.

Yue Xue continued, "I noticed Huahua didn't eat much today. Let's make more and send it to her home later."

Grandma Su looked at her without saying a word for a long time.

Then her eyes reddened.

She held Yue Xue's hand tightly.

"If only Yu Rou were half as considerate and caring as you are towards that child..."

Her voice choked with emotion, "Those two shouldn't have ended up like this."

Yue Xue didn't say anything, but gently patted her hand.

The light streaming in through the window fell on the two people, casting long shadows.

.........

Fu Hua came out of the alley and walked down the street.

The sun is shining brightly, and it feels warm and cozy on my skin.

But when she thought about all the troubles the Fu family had to deal with, she couldn't help but feel a tightness in her chest.

Although she doesn't care, sometimes these negative emotions just follow her around like a shadow.

She sighed, not wanting to go home or back to the shop.

There's a park in front, and several old locust trees stand at the entrance, their leaves scattered all over the ground.

She turned a corner and walked into the park.

She walked a few steps and then stopped.

There was a small stall next to the park entrance.

An old cloth was spread on the ground, with some fresh fruit laid on it.

Like green apples and pears.

Two people were squatting nearby, tidying up their things.

One of them looked up and froze.

"Comrade Fu Hua?"

Cai Xiaoyan stood up, her face showing surprise and a little embarrassment.

Her mother, who was kneeling on the ground, raised her head when she heard the sound.

There was a white bandage wrapped around his forehead, which stood out conspicuously in the sun.

Fu Hua walked over, squatted down, and glanced at the bandage on the woman's forehead.

"How is Auntie?"

She asked with concern, "Is the injury serious? Why didn't you rest for a few more days?"

Cai Xiaoyan's mother waved her hand and smiled, but it was a somewhat forced smile.

"It's nothing, just a scrape. In the city, money is everywhere, you can't just lie there."

She pointed to the fruit on the ground.

"I happened to run into an acquaintance selling fresh fruit, and it was cheap, so I bought some. There are a lot of people here, so I'll sell as many as I can."

Fu Hua glanced at the things on the ground, then looked at Cai Xiaoyan.

"The location was well chosen."

She looked around and thought, "There's a lot of foot traffic, and we have a target audience, so we're sure to sell it."

Encouraged, Cai Xiaoyan looked overjoyed and lowered her head a little shyly.

"I was just thinking about it randomly..."

She paused, then looked up at Fu Hua, her lips moving as if she wanted to say something.

Fu Hua knew what she wanted to say.