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

As the sun sets, the shadow of the sycamore tree at the entrance of the general's compound stretches long.

Fu Hua nimbly jumped off the back of Zhang Wen's bicycle.

"Wenwen, thank you again for bringing me home today."

"Don't be so polite with me. I'll pick you up again tomorrow, and we'll go to school together!"

Zhang Wen waved cheerfully, about to turn the car around.

But they saw that Fu Hua did not immediately enter the courtyard.

Instead, he walked quickly toward a middle-aged woman at the door who was carrying two large bags of heavy groceries and whose steps were somewhat unsteady.

"Aunt Liu."

Fu Hua's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible concern.

Aunt Liu looked up, her forehead beaded with fine sweat.

Upon seeing Fu Hua, a smile immediately spread across his face: "Hua Hua, school's out?"

Her gaze immediately fell on Zhang Wen, who was pushing her bicycle and following behind, and she became somewhat curious.

Fu Hua naturally took the heaviest-looking net bag from Aunt Liu's hand.

Then she introduced them: "Aunt Liu, this is my classmate from school, Zhang Wen. Wenwen, this is my relative, Aunt Liu."

Although Zhang Wen is a "troublemaker" outside,

But she was very polite to her elders, especially when she saw Fu Hua's friendly attitude towards Aunt Liu.

She immediately flashed a bright smile and greeted them loudly, "Hello Aunt Liu, I'm Huahua's good friend!"

Looking at the bright-eyed, cheerful girl in front of her, Aunt Liu felt a sense of goodwill towards her.

She quickly replied with a smile, "Oh, hello, hello, Zhang Wen, thank you for bringing Huahua back. Would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

"You're welcome, Aunt Liu. It's just on my way. I'll visit your home another time."

Aunt Liu didn't force her.

Zhang Wen waved her hand and said, "Well, Huahua, Aunt Liu, I'll be going now!"

"Be careful on the road."

Fu Hua gave her instructions.

"Okay!"

Zhang Wen responded, got on her bicycle, glanced at the military dependents' compound, and hurriedly left.

There were soldiers inside, and sentries at the gate. She felt a sense of awe and dared not go in easily.

After seeing Zhang Wen off, Fu Hua carried the heavy net bag.

He said to Aunt Liu, "Aunt Liu, let's go, I'll help you carry it back."

Aunt Liu felt a warm glow in her heart as she looked at Fu Hua's slender yet determined figure.

She didn't refuse anymore: "Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work, Huahua."

The two had only taken a few steps into the courtyard when Aunt Liu suddenly cried out, "Ouch!"

My body swayed, and a sharp pain shot through my ankle.

"What's wrong, Aunt Liu?"

Fu Hua immediately stopped and asked nervously.

"N-nothing."

Aunt Liu gasped, "It looks like she twisted her ankle..."

Fu Hua immediately helped her to sit down by the flower bed by the roadside, put down her things, and squatted down to examine them carefully.

She skillfully and gently pressed on Aunt Liu's ankle: "Does it hurt here?"

"Yes, right here, hiss..."

Fu Hua didn't speak, but recalled the massage techniques she had learned.

With gentle, just-right pressure, massage Aunt Liu's sprained ankle.

Her fingers were warm and steady, her movements gentle yet effective.

Aunt Liu felt that the excruciating pain had actually been relieved quite a bit.

Aunt Liu looked at Fu Hua, who was squatting in front of her, her expression focused and without a trace of disgust.

Thinking back to how polite she was to her classmates and how she had offered to help her, I felt both gratified and bittersweet.

Such a wonderful girl, originally a pampered young lady cherished by her entire family.

However, he was swapped to a rural area and suffered for more than ten years.

Even now that she's been reunited with her parents, they still favor the adopted daughter.

At school, I was assigned to Class D. How will I manage my studies in the future?

Thinking of this, a pang of tenderness welled up in Aunt Liu's eyes.

What a wonderful child! If he had grown up in this family, he would definitely be even more outstanding than Chaochao.

Fortunately, having new friends will definitely make school more enjoyable.

She casually remarked, "Huahua, your classmate seems quite cheerful and a nice person."

"Yes, Wenwen has a straightforward personality and takes good care of me."

Fu Hua looked up and gave Aunt Liu a faint but genuine smile.

Aunt Liu nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then lowered her voice to ask, "So... are you getting used to everything at school? Are you keeping up with your studies? Has anyone... been giving you a hard time?"

She asked cautiously, with genuine concern.

Fu Hua kept working with her hands, her tone calm: "Everything's fine, Aunt Liu, don't worry."

Aunt Liu looked at her calm profile and sighed, "That's good, that's good..."

She paused, as if making a decision.

Her voice softened, "Huahua, is there anything you particularly like to eat? Tell Aunt Liu, and Aunt Liu will make it for you. I've noticed you don't eat much at each meal; is it because the food isn't to your liking?"

Fu Hua's massaging hand paused slightly.

In this family, besides her eldest brother, Aunt Liu was the first person to care so meticulously about her food and clothing preferences.

She looked up, her smile becoming a little more genuine: "I'm not a picky eater, Aunt Liu, everything you cook is delicious."

However, when I was a child in the countryside, my neighbors would occasionally make a kind of brown sugar glutinous rice cake. It was crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, and very fragrant.

If my adoptive parents beat me, they would always give me this to eat.

The person who did this was not her neighbor, but her former grandmother.

She misses that taste.

Poor child!

Aunt Liu immediately remembered it and nodded repeatedly.

A loving smile spread across her face: "Brown sugar glutinous rice cakes, right? Okay, okay! Aunt Liu knows how to make them. I'll make some for you in a couple of days, once my foot is feeling better."

After the pain in her ankle subsided, Fu Hua, supporting Aunt Liu and carrying the heavy net bag, slowly walked back to the Fu family's small building.

Looking at the girl's calm profile beside her, Aunt Liu felt an even stronger sense of pity and determination.

Fu Hua helped Aunt Liu back to the small building, but Aunt Liu insisted that Fu Hua not let her help pack anymore.

He forced her to sit on the sofa in the living room and turned on the small black and white television.

"Huahua, just watch TV here for a while and take a break. Thanks to you today, I feel much better now."

As Aunt Liu spoke, she poured her a glass of warm water.

Then he limped to the kitchen to put things away.

The TV was showing "Journey to the West," and Fu Hua picked up the remote and changed it to a financial channel.

The above is about some of the latest developments in the country.

Fu Hua didn't actually look into it; she just used the sound to isolate herself from the surrounding silence and let her mind wander.

Not long after, the sounds of keys turning and laughter came from the doorway.

Fu Chaochao, Su Suyurou, and Fu Youchuan returned together.

Fu Chaochao affectionately linked arms with Su Yurou.

Fu Youchuan stood to the side changing his shoes.

All three had relaxed smiles on their faces, clearly having just returned from a pleasant occasion outside.

Upon entering the living room, Fu Chaochao saw the television was on and Fu Hua sitting alone on the sofa.

His eyes flickered almost imperceptibly.

Then a sweeter smile bloomed on her face, and she said to Su Yurou in a clear voice, "Mom, your presence was so commanding when you were talking to those foreign leaders today!"

With just a few words, you convinced them completely; no wonder the leadership chose you to be in charge of reception.