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

"Brother, I'm not hungry. Let's wait until everyone eats together."

After Fu Hua finished speaking, she continued to lower her head and nibble on her biscuit.

Fu Songchuan glanced upstairs and thought to himself, how could they possibly eat?

"It's okay, I'll heat up your food first. After you eat, take a shower and get some rest."

Fu Hua nodded and said nothing more.

At this moment, Fu Chaochao had already woken up in the bedroom on the second floor.

She threw herself into the couple's arms and cried uncontrollably.

Fu Xiao usually doted on his youngest daughter and couldn't bear to say a harsh word to her.

He had never seen his daughter so heartbroken; his heart felt as if it were being slowly tortured.

Although Su Yurou is strict with her daughter, she still cherishes her dearly.

Everything they eat, wear, and use is chosen to be the best.

I was afraid she would suffer even the slightest grievance.

Seeing her daughter so upset, she couldn't find any words of comfort to offer.

Fu Youchuan stood to the side, his eyes red, his fists clenched tightly.

They didn't look like they were looking for their sister; they looked more like enemies coming to collect a debt.

"Little sister, don't be sad. You'll always be this family's precious daughter, and your second brother's best, best sister."

At this point, he glanced downstairs and raised his voice considerably: "I will absolutely not admit to the others."

"Fu Youchuan, shut up!"

Although he felt sorry for Chaochao, Fu Xiao couldn't let him talk nonsense and hurt his own daughter's feelings.

"Huahua, she's also your sister, your biological sister."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Chaochao's crying became even louder.

"I only have one biological younger sister, Chaochao."

Fu Youchuan, his eyes red, pointed downstairs: "Mom and Dad, don't you find it strange? She's just a little girl, how could she come all this way by herself, and even know where Mom works? Don't you think she's too scheming?"

This question is also a doubt in the minds of everyone in the Fu family.

Su Yurou wanted to ask this earlier, but she just hadn't found the right opportunity.

Fu Xiao is a soldier, and he is naturally wary of this kind of thing.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then said in a deep voice, "I have my own arrangements for this matter; you children don't need to worry about it."

"Mom, I wasn't really your biological daughter. I took her place. Please let me go."

Fu Chaochao suddenly got up, opened the wardrobe, threw the clothes and hangers onto the bed, and pulled out a suitcase from under the bed.

This is what Fu Xiao and Su Yurou fear most.

How could they possibly watch their daughter, whom they had raised for over a decade, leave them?

"Chaochao, don't go. If anyone should leave, it should be that woman. She's the outsider."

Fu Youchuan hung the clothes back up on the bed one by one.

"Second brother, please let me go. There's no place for me in this family anymore."

Fu Chaochao covered her face and sobbed uncontrollably: "She is the real daughter of the Fu family, Fu Chaochao."

Hearing their daughter cry, the couple felt as if their hearts were being torn apart.

The arguments surrounding Fu Chaochao's future were made without any attempt to hide them from Fu Hua.

The door was left wide open, as if afraid she wouldn't hear it.

This family is what it is today because of her arrival.

"Don't worry about that. You've been on the train all the way, you must be starving. Eat more."

As Fu Songchuan spoke, he used serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of braised pork and put it into Fang Ya's bowl.

"Thank you, brother."

Fu Hua appeared gentle, but her heart was as still as ice in winter, without a single crack.

Fu Songchuan was afraid that Fu Hua would feel uncomfortable, so he sat down at the table with her to eat.

Just thinking about things at home makes my throat feel tight and uncomfortable.

The food tasted like chewing wax.

An hour later, after being coaxed and appeased by the Fu family, Fu Chaochao finally came downstairs.

The family sat on the sofa, except for Fu Hua, who stood opposite the coffee table.

They looked like prisoners undergoing training.

Fu Songchuan noticed her awkward situation, got up and walked to her side.

He pulled her to sit on the velvet sofa next to him: "Sit here."

Isn't this pretty dry?

Fu Hua almost burst out laughing.

Fu Youchuan was the first to stand up and raise a question: "Hey, you there, tell me, how exactly do you know my identity?"

"You actually came all this way to my mom's workplace, what are you up to?"

Fu Songchuan couldn't help but speak up to remind him, "Keep your voice down, don't scare people."

"Brother, don't rush to defend her. Whether she's even family or not is still up in the air."

Fu Youchuan continued to stare at Fu Hua.

Fu Chaochao gripped her skirt tightly, feeling surprised.

In just a short while, her older brother actually spoke up for her?

Her elder brother was taciturn, and she dared not act presumptuously in front of him.

How did this woman do that?

Fu Xiao glared at Fu Youchuan, gesturing for him to stand aside.

The couple exchanged a glance, and Su Yurou began to ask the questions.

"Child, how did you find out about your background? And what about this matter at my workplace..."

Fu Hua calmly took out a magazine from her handbag.

Fu Songchuan glanced at it, his gaze fixed, then handed the magazine, which was covered in deep creases, to Fu Xiao.

"Dad, Mom, take a look."

The magazine featured a group photo as a memento.

It reads "Celebrating the 10th Anniversary of the Youth Arts Institute".

Su Yurou, as the person in charge of the theater, stood out among them.

Firstly, because she was wearing a well-tailored khaki suit skirt.

Secondly, she was the most beautiful woman on the entire stage; she was radiant.

It's hard for others not to notice.

This women's magazine is one of the best-selling in the country.

They went to great lengths to invite them to do publicity.

Therefore, the specific address of the theater is listed above.

"It was after reading this magazine that I began to doubt whether I was her biological child. Later, I heard from my adoptive father that I was a child my grandmother had switched at birth."

"I checked with the village head, and it turns out that Dongjiazhuang was the place where you were sent to the countryside back then. I also saw your photo at the village head's house."

As Fu Hua spoke, she placed the stolen black-and-white photo on the coffee table.

The two young girls in the photo have long braids and are smiling brightly.

Besides Su Yurou, the other person was Lin Jingqiu.

The two are still good colleagues.

Back then, for the sake of her future, Su Yurou sent her two sons to live with their grandmother.

He responded to the call and joined the poor and lower-middle peasants.

Later, she had a daughter while visiting her family at the military base, and she couldn't bear to give her up.

After being born, the baby was handed over to a family they knew to raise for a few days.

Unexpectedly, that family, with their wolfish ambitions, actually switched her biological daughter.

Thinking of this, Su Yurou felt a pang of guilt and pity for her biological daughter.

"It's Mom's fault, she was careless, otherwise..."

Su Yurou put her arm around Fu Hua's shoulder and gently comforted her.

Besides Fu Youchuan and Fu Chaochao, the family...

They were all immersed in a complex mix of sadness and reunion.

Fu Hua remained calm and allowed Su Yurou to hold her.

Yu Guang took in Fu Chaochao's tearful, lip-biting expression.

"Mom, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I took my sister's place. I'll buy a train ticket back to Dongjiazhuang tomorrow."

"Whether it's a marriage arrangement or dropping out of school, it's my fate."

Fu Chaochao had stopped crying and showed a strength she had never shown before.