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

But she didn't end up marrying him.

Fu Chaochao's acting skills are average, but this move...

It's effective enough to deal with Xiao and his wife, as well as Fu Youchuan.

After last night's chaotic farce,

The next day, the atmosphere at the Fu family's breakfast table plummeted to freezing point.

Fu Xiao drank his porridge with a sullen face, not saying a word, not even bothering to lift his eyelids.

Su Yurou's eyes were still a little red and swollen.

She would glance worriedly at Fu Chaochao sitting next to her every now and then.

Her face was pale, and she ate her food in small bites, her eyes lowered.

Su Yurou wanted to serve her some side dishes, but she was mindful of her husband's expression.

In the end, he just sighed.

Fu Youchuan made no attempt to hide his hostility towards Fu Hua.

He took a couple of bites and then glared at her fiercely.

It was as if she were the root of all this chaos.

Fu Songchuan frowned slightly, clearly feeling tired and helpless about last night's farce, and ate his meal in silence.

Aunt Liu also felt the suffocatingly low pressure.

They moved extremely quietly, barely daring to make a sound, for fear of incurring bad luck.

The only sounds in the restaurant were the faint clinking of bowls and chopsticks and the rustling of chewing, creating a stifling atmosphere.

Fu Hua remained calm and detached from the situation.

As usual, she ate her breakfast quietly and slowly.

His movements were unhurried and his face showed no superfluous expression.

I didn't feel wronged at all because of last night's accusations.

They didn't feel embarrassed by their current isolation.

After finishing the last bite of porridge, she wiped her mouth with a handkerchief.

She stood up and said calmly, "I'm done eating. I'm going to school now."

no respond.

Fu Songchuan stood up: "Huahua, I'll see you off."

Fu Hua knew he wanted an excuse to leave, so she didn't refuse.

The brother and sister went out together.

Fu Xiao and Su Yurou both seemed lost in their own thoughts.

Only Fu Chaochao raised her eyes and quickly glanced at Fu Hua's back.

Deep within his eyes, there was a hint of barely perceptible smugness and resentment.

The morning air was cool and refreshing, much more so than inside the house.

"Huahua, don't be sad. I believe your parents will handle the marriage matter properly."

Fu Hua nodded: "Big brother, don't worry about me, I'm fine."

"Yes, I'm going to school with some classmates today. You go ahead and do your work, no need to see me off."

Fu Songchuan was slightly surprised when he saw the girl standing at the gate of the courtyard.

"Isn't she...?"

"It's her, Zhang Wen. We happen to be in the same class."

Fu Songchuan nodded and smiled: "Congratulations, Huahua, on making a new friend."

"Thank you, brother."

The siblings parted ways, and Fu Hua walked out of the imposing gate of the military family compound.

Then a cheerful voice was heard:

"Huahua! Here she is, here she is! I saw you just now."

Zhang Wen pushed the repaired bicycle, smiling as she walked over from under the sycamore tree not far away.

The morning sunlight shone through the gaps in the leaves, bathing her in its warmth and vitality.

Fu Hua walked over to her and asked with a smile, "Why are you here so early? Have you been waiting long?"

"No, no, I just arrived."

Zhang Wen shoved the warm oil-paper package into her hand. "Here, the meat buns from the shop near my house smell amazing! Try some!"

The buns were warm to the touch, emitting an enticing aroma.

Zhang Wen's eyes were full of sincerity and expectation.

Fu Hua felt a warmth in her heart and said, "Thank you."

"Don't mention it! Eat up, let's eat on the go, it won't make us late for school!"

Zhang Wen waved her hand generously, pushed the bike, and walked forward side by side with her.

He started rambling on about the plot of the TV series he watched last night.

Two girls in school uniforms walked down the street, their demeanor quite different.

One is as calm as autumn water, the other as lively as the blazing sun.

It is a unique sight.

Their conversation flowed naturally, occasionally punctuated by the vibrant laughter of young people.

This youthful appearance caught the eye of the two sentries standing guard at the gate.

Watching the two girls' retreating figures, a younger sentry couldn't help but chuckle and whisper to his companion, "These two girls are really something. They've been waiting for half an hour, and they still say they just arrived."

The older sentry smiled, then sniffed.

With a hint of doubt, she asked in a low voice, "Hey, did you smell it? When that quiet girl walked by just now, there seemed to be a rather unique fragrance, faint but strangely pleasant, not like face cream."

The young sentry thought about it carefully for a moment and nodded: "It is somewhat like... something like the scent of wood? And with a hint of something cool, indescribable."

It's quite refreshing.

It's probably some new city gadget we've never seen before.

The two discussed it for a few minutes, but didn't take it seriously.

He quickly regained his upright military posture, his sharp gaze fixed on the front.

Fu Hua was also aware that her unique fragrance easily attracted attention.

But there's nothing we can do; the wooden bracelet has its own subtle fragrance.

Even if you put the bracelet in the space, it still has a faint fragrance that can't be masked.

She drank spring water yesterday and today.

When I woke up this morning, I felt surprisingly relaxed all over.

My limbs and bones are full of power, and the vitality in my blood feels like I've returned to the active age of seven or eight.

Fu Hua sat on the soft cushion that Zhang Wen had specially added.

All I could hear was her rambling voice.

The autumn wind blew, and the fallen leaves danced past them.

This autumn is even more lively than summer.

The two quickly arrived at the school gate.

The autumn sun gilded the school gate with a golden edge.

The students poured in in small groups.

Suddenly, a commotion broke out in the center of the school gate, drawing everyone's attention.

Chen Zhe was wearing a brand new blue tracksuit with a huge white "Adidas" stripe logo.

Her hair was still meticulously combed with hair oil, like a movie star.

Holding a large bouquet of plastic roses,

Wrapped in rough colored paper and plastic mesh, the red was glaringly bright.

He was surrounded by three or four boys, all dressed fashionably, laughing and joking.

They jeering and separated the passing students, clearing out a small "stage".

"They're here! Brother Zhe, they're here!"

A tall, thin man with sharp eyes spotted Fu Hua and Zhang Wen walking over and quickly nudged Chen Zhe.

Chen Zhe immediately straightened his back and cleared his throat.

As Fu Hua approached, Chen Zhe darted forward and handed her the plastic flowers.

He deliberately used a deep voice to say, "Fu Hua! Good morning! This bouquet of roses represents my fiery welcome and appreciation for you! Please accept it!"

"puff--"

Immediately, some people around couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Oh my god, Chen Zhe, where did you find this thing at a flea market?"

"It's so hot, it's burning hot! It's so sour!"

"But that new girl is really pretty. Young Master Chen has good taste!"

The sounds of discussion, laughter, and commotion were mixed together.

Zhang Wen was so angry her eyebrows shot up, and she rolled up her sleeves, ready to rush forward: "Chen Zhe, are you looking for a beating? Who are you trying to embarrass with this piece of junk!"

Fu Hua gently pulled Zhang Wen's arm and shook her head slightly.

The emotions of this era are the purest.

That's also the most vulnerable.

She took a half step forward, her gaze calmly landing on Chen Zhe's face.

The young man was brimming with youthful energy, his face showing a mixture of pride and anticipation.

Fu Hua was not shy.

He wasn't angry.

Teenage boys should be this carefree.