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

Fu Songchuan's eyes were sharp; he had sensed something was off when he examined Chaochao earlier.

Hearing Fu Hua's analysis and seeing the scratches, he was already seven or eight parts convinced.

He asked in a deep voice, "Chaochao, how exactly did you fall? Did you lose your balance?"

Not only Fu Songchuan, but also Old Master Fu and Fu Xiao understood it.

They were all soldiers, familiar with human combat postures; they had acted hastily just now, but they had already recovered.

The posture and force distribution are different when you fall on your own and when someone pushes you down, so it's easy to tell the difference.

Fu Chaochao was surprised that Fu Hua was so observant and quick to react.

He could even come up with a reasonable explanation, which made me panic.

The crying grew louder and more incoherent: "I...I don't know, I was terrified, I just felt a force behind me, and then I rolled down."

Huahua definitely didn't do it on purpose, don't blame her...

She still insists on the "powerful" rhetoric.

But he dared not meet Fu Hua's gaze, and instead clung tightly to Su Yurou's clothes.

It was as if that was her last straw.

Fu Hua looked at her like this and sighed softly.

His tone carried a barely perceptible hint of mockery: "I know you lack a sense of security, and you always feel like I can't accept you."

But I never thought of sending you away. This family has raised you for more than ten years, and the feelings that your parents and brothers have for you are irreplaceable.

I just hope that my sister and I can get along well, instead of causing our parents distress and sadness in this way.

The Fu couple exchanged a glance and began to seriously consider Fu Hua's words.

In contrast to Fu Chaochao's narrow-mindedness in constantly crying and complaining,

Fu Hua was clearly more calm, rational, and "considered the bigger picture."

Even the expressions in Grandpa Fu's and Grandma Fu's eyes changed.

Especially Fu Xiao, looking at his eldest daughter's calm and wise appearance,

Think back to her reasonable analysis just now,

The scales in my heart have begun to tip.

Fu Songchuan went even further, saying, "Dad, Mom, I think Huahua has a point. There might really be a misunderstanding."

Chaochao may have been frightened, causing a distorted memory.

I think we should take Chaochao to get her foot injury checked first. We can deal with the rest after we figure out the cause.

"Songchuan is right."

Grandpa Fu spoke calmly, "Let's take him to the hospital for a check-up first."

"Okay, Dad, I'll go get the car now."

The Fu family members aren't fools; they can easily turn the tables with such a petty trick.

All Fu Chaochao could do was pretend to be weak and pitiful.

It was consuming all the love and affection that the Fu family had for her.

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

Fu Hua continued to live a simple life, going back and forth between school and home every day.

In the study, the desk lamp cast a warm glow.

Lu Xingzhou closed his senior year physics textbook.

Looking at Fu Hua across from him, who was working on the last complex electromagnetism problem with her eyes down,

The eyes behind the glasses were filled with undisguised amazement.

It even carried a hint of... helplessness at the fact that there was nothing more to teach.

Over the past two weeks, he has witnessed firsthand the girl's terrifying learning ability, which is as absorbing as a sponge.

She had already mastered the courses from her second year of high school.

They even proactively asked to preview the content for the senior year of high school.

What surprised him even more was that she didn't just memorize it by rote.

Rather, it's about truly understanding the underlying logic of knowledge and being able to apply it to other situations.

He even offered some fresh and insightful perspectives on certain issues.

Her thinking is quick and meticulous, unlike that of a student who has only recently begun her high school education.

"Okay, Teacher Lu, I'm done calculating. Please take a look."

Fu Hua pushed the scratch paper over; the solution steps on it were clear and concise, and the answers were accurate.

Lu Xingzhou looked at it carefully, shook his head with a wry smile, and put the paper down.

He adjusted his glasses, his tone carrying both sincere admiration and a hint of advice: "Huahua, to be honest, with your current level and learning ability, regular high school courses are no longer sufficient for you."

If I continue teaching, I'm afraid I'll only be repeating what you already know.

He paused, looking into Fu Hua's clear, inquisitive eyes.

He earnestly suggested, "Would you be interested in getting involved in Olympiad mathematics?"

That is a broader and more challenging field.

Stronger logical thinking and creativity are required.

Although the participants are mainly top high school seniors right now, I think with your talent, you should definitely give it a try.

This will greatly broaden the boundaries of your thinking.

Upon hearing this, Fu Hua's eyes lit up slightly.

Olympiad Math?

She knew the importance of this subject in her past life, and she also knew what it meant to achieve good results in the Olympiad.

This is indeed a shortcut to prove one's worth and access quality educational resources more quickly.

"Math Olympiad?"

She pondered for a moment, then nodded, a look of interest on her face.

"That sounds very challenging, but I'm willing to give it a try. Thank you for your guidance, Professor Lu."

Seeing her eagerness to try, Lu Xingzhou felt both gratified and somewhat emotional.

This girl's future is definitely not limited to this small study.

And it's not just limited to this high school.

Meanwhile, in the practice rooms of the People's Theater,

An atmosphere of anxiety and absent-mindedness permeated the air.

Fu Chaochao sat at the piano, her fingers moving mechanically across the black and white keys, playing the etudes assigned by her teacher.

However, her mind was clearly not on that; her pace was inconsistent, sometimes fast, sometimes slow.

Several notes were played incorrectly, and the melody became fragmented.

Recently, she has been rushing to the theater as soon as she gets off school, and she often hangs out next to Su Yurou.

She was afraid that if she was away for a long time, Su Yurou would become even closer to Fu Hua.

"stop!"

The piano teacher sitting next to her frowned and interrupted her.

With obvious dissatisfaction in her tone, she said, "Chaochao, what's wrong with you these past few days? You seem so absent-minded! You were already very familiar with this piece last week, so why are you making so many mistakes today?"

The pressure and emotional investment in your fingers are completely wrong! If you continue like this, what will happen to next week's performance?

Next month, foreign professors will be coming to select apprentices. Do you think you're up to the task given your current skill level?

Fu Chaochao suddenly snapped out of her daze, a hint of panic and grievance flashing across her face.

She quickly lowered her head: "I'm sorry, teacher, I... I probably didn't sleep well last night..."

Seeing her distracted state, the teacher sighed: "In learning art, focus is the most important thing."

If you don't take it seriously, no matter how much I teach you, it's useless. That's all for today. Go back and adjust your mindset.

After class, Fu Chaochao walked out of the music room looking dejected.

Just then, Su Yurou came home from get off work. She and her friend Lin Jingqiu were chatting and laughing as they walked over.

Fu Chaochao quickly put on a smiling face and obediently greeted, "Hello, Aunt Jingqiu."

"Hello Chaochao, you've grown so much! You've become even more beautiful in just a few days."

Lin Jingqiu thought for a moment: "What? Huahua didn't come with you?"

Lin Jingqiu, as a friend of Su Yurou, also attended the family reunion banquet.

Su Yurou's expression changed slightly: "That child is busy with his studies and can't find the time."

"That's right, Huahua just arrived, so we can't afford to let her fall behind in her studies."

Su Yurou and Lin Jingqiu parted ways.

The mother and daughter pushed their bicycles home together.

Su Yurou quickly noticed that Fu Chaochao's complexion was off and her eyes were red.

"Chaochao, what's wrong? Are you too tired from practicing the piano?"

Su Yurou stopped and asked with concern.