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

"Zao Liu San Bai" (a dish of three white dishes).

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Hua understood instantly.

The phrase "三白" (sān bái) is a homophone for "白忙" (bái máng), meaning to work in vain, to do something for nothing, or to waste one's efforts.

Cheng's mother was being veiled, essentially calling her delusional.

It was all a waste of time to pester Cheng Yue; she was just being one-sided and it would lead nowhere.

Fu Hua was not angry at all; instead, a faint, cold smile appeared on her lips.

Fu Hua picked up the plate and handed it to the waiter.

"Please go back and tell that lady that I appreciate her kindness and I thank her for it."

She paused slightly, her gaze sweeping lightly over the dishes on the plate, her tone calm and unhurried:

"As for the food... it really doesn't suit my taste."

I'm quite a picky eater; I only eat main courses that are served at the head table and can make a good impression.

"These side dishes are just for accompaniment; please take them back for that lady to enjoy."

Having said that, she withdrew her gaze, picked up her teacup, and took a small sip.

His expression was calm, as if he had just dealt with a trivial matter.

Throughout the entire process, he remained neither humble nor arrogant, and never lost his composure in the slightest.

His calm and confident aura impressed his companions.

The waiter hesitated for a moment, then had no choice but to respectfully agree.

Carrying the plate of braised three whites, he returned to the private room where Cheng's mother was.

At this moment, Xiao Ran had already gone to the restroom to pay the bill.

Mother Cheng held her teacup, a confident smile playing on her lips.

Waiting to see Fu Hua's embarrassing moment, his expression immediately darkened when the waiter returned with the dishes.

Before she could speak, the waiter relayed Fu Hua's words verbatim.

"The side dishes? Not to your liking?"

The teacup in Cheng's mother's hand slammed heavily on the table, spilling a few drops of tea onto the tablecloth.

Her face flushed crimson instantly, then turned ashen, her brows furrowing tightly.

Her previously dignified expression completely crumbled, her eyes filled with anger and embarrassment, and her chest heaved slightly with rage.

"Fine, what an ungrateful girl! What a big mouth she has."

Xiao Ran used the excuse of going to the restroom to quietly go to the front desk to pay the bill. She had just given the room number when...

The cashier smiled and said, "Sir, that gentleman in the suit has already paid."

Xiao Ran felt a sweet warmth in her heart, and the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up.

Cheng Yue was indeed steady and reliable. With a good family background and good looks, she couldn't let go of such a man no matter what.

Suppressing her joy, she straightened her clothes and hurried back to the private room.

Soon, we finished eating and came out.

The two groups met again.

This time, Zhang Wen and Cai Xiaoyan, arm in arm with Fu Hua, didn't even lift their eyelids, completely ignoring Cheng's mother across from them.

No matter what kind of customer she is, she'll show no mercy to Hua.

They simply ignored her.

Hua Ning Textile has no shortage of customers.

With a wistful look in her eyes, Cheng's mother affectionately took Xiao Ran's arm.

Fu Hua remained indifferent, not glancing in their direction once, and had no intention of paying them any attention.

Cheng's mother's face darkened, and she quickly stepped forward to stop Fu Hua.

His tone was deliberately conciliatory: "Comrade Fu, is it convenient for us to chat for a few minutes?"

Fu Hua stopped and looked up at her, her eyes cold: "We're not familiar with each other. If you have something to say, just say it to my face."

Cheng's mother was so choked up that she couldn't catch her breath, and her face instantly turned several shades darker.

He lowered his voice and said angrily, "There are too many people here, you may not care about your reputation, but I do! It's just a few words, are you afraid to listen?"

Fu Hua didn't say anything more, and walked to the lounge chair in the lobby.

He stood still and looked at her, making it clear that he had something to say.

With no onlookers around, Cheng's mother completely dropped the last bit of politeness on her face.

She frowned slightly, her gaze sweeping over Fu Hua from head to toe.

With his inherent arrogance, his tone was warning:

"Dr. Fu, you know perfectly well what the dish I just brought meant."

She crossed her arms in front of her, straightened her posture slightly, and spoke with a forceful emphasis:

"Our Cheng family's prestige is evident. Cheng Yue is simple-minded and was just blinded by novelty. You are a smart person and should know your limits."

Don't try to climb into a position that isn't right for you, lest you end up making a fool of yourself and ending up with nothing.

You and him are from completely different worlds. Give up any inappropriate feelings for him as soon as possible and stay away from him.

Fu Hua listened without even raising an eyebrow; a smile simply appeared on her lips.

His eyes met Cheng's mother's gaze without flinching.

"Mrs. Cheng, you're completely overthinking it."

"I've never cared about your family's status. I, Fu Hua, don't need to depend on a man to live."

What Cheng Yue thinks is his business; it has nothing to do with me.

Fu Hua stroked her backpack, her eyes cold, and retorted bluntly:

"As for you, instead of making trouble for others, you should go back and take care of your own son."

Don't let him always focus on people he can't reach; otherwise, you'll waste your time and effort.

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Hua didn't give Cheng's mother a chance to refute her.

He nodded slightly as a greeting, then turned and left.

Her back was ramrod straight, her steps were composed, and every step she took was calm and self-assured.

From beginning to end, he didn't take Cheng's mother's warnings seriously.

Cheng's mother froze on the spot, her face turning ashen with anger.

She had never seen such an arrogant woman before.

They showed absolutely no manners or upbringing towards their elders.

Cheng's mother raised her hand to her chest, feeling a tightness in her chest, and her lips trembled.

He was seething with anger, but he couldn't let it out.

Having lived for so many years, she had never been so openly contradicted by a junior, leaving her feeling both embarrassed and angry.

Seeing this, Xiao Ran quickly stepped forward.

She gently took Cheng's mother's arm and comforted her softly, "Auntie, don't get angry with this kind of person. It's not worth it. What if you ruin your health?"

With her reassurance, Cheng's mother's chest gradually calmed down.

Suppressing his anger, he pulled Xiao Ran towards the parking lot.

His tone softened, becoming more friendly: "Let's go, we'll ignore her. The driver is already waiting in the parking lot."

"Perfect timing! Your aunt hasn't chatted with your mother in a while. I'll invite her out for a chat sometime."

Xiao Ran's eyes lit up, and she immediately followed suit, trying to please him.

His tone was full of affection: "My mom always talks about you too, saying every day that she misses the days she spent with you in the performing arts troupe."

They always said you were the pillar of the troupe back then, the best dancer, no one could compare to you!

These words struck a nerve with Cheng's mother, and the gloom on her face dissipated considerably.

My lips couldn't help but curl into a smile, and my mood instantly improved a lot.

As soon as the two reached the parking lot, they bumped into Fu Hua, Zhang Wen, and Cai Xiaoyan, who were also walking over.

Cheng's mother glanced at it, secretly disdainful.

He scoffed: "What kind of car could she possibly own? At best, she'd be destined to take the bus or ride a bicycle."

Zhang Wen and Cai Xiaoyan waved goodbye to Fu Hua.

Fu Hua looked at the two of them and said, "How about I drive you home? I'm not in a hurry."

"No need, no need. We'd like to go shopping at the mall next door. We won't take up your time. You can go back first."

"Alright then."

Zhang Wen waved her hand, pulled Cai Xiaoyan, and turned to leave.

Fu Hua nodded in agreement and walked straight toward the dark black Toyota Crown parked to the side.

Cheng's mother had been nonchalant at first, but the moment she saw the luxury car, her pupils contracted sharply.

The smile on his face froze instantly. He released Xiao Ran's hand and rushed over.

His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at Fu Hua.

His voice rose several decibels: "This...this is your car?"