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

After she finished speaking, she gave a slight bow.

The classroom was quiet for a moment, then erupted into cheers and a cacophony of refusals.

"Huahua, I can't accept this!"

"Exactly, we weren't much of a help..."

"You're spending way too much!"

But Fu Hua's attitude was firm.

She knew that the families in Class 6 of Ding were not short of money for food.

What everyone sees is her attitude.

Finally, almost the entire class of Ding Liu went to the cafeteria in a large group.

The students of Class 6 sat together.

The table was laden with a more lavish meal than usual, and the atmosphere was lively.

Although they had just gone through a fight and received a disciplinary action.

But at this moment, a feeling of shared hatred for the enemy arose, coupled with Fu Hua's generous treat.

Instead, it fostered an unprecedented sense of unity and "banditry" in the class.

Students from other classes passing by couldn't help but feel a little envious upon seeing this scene.

whispering among themselves:

"Hmph, the cheating class is quite united; they're a den of snakes and rats."

"After getting into a fight, they still have the nerve to eat and drink here, really..."

"This is probably the last lunch. Let's see if they're still laughing after the investigation results come out."

These words drifted into the ears of the students in Class D.

Chen Zhe was the first to lose his temper and jumped up.

He glared at her fiercely: "What are you saying? Speak up if you dare! Make your farts louder!"

Zhao Meng slammed his hand on the table, making the bowls and chopsticks bounce.

He stiffened his neck and revealed a nonchalant smile: "What? You don't like us? If you're not convinced, come and practice again?"

We, the students in Class D, have nothing to lose; we're not afraid of those who are wearing shoes. At worst, we'll get a demerit and be suspended from school! You good students, are you really willing to give up your future?!

His words carried a ruthless, desperate air.

The students who had made sarcastic remarks were speechless and blushed.

They certainly didn't dare risk their records and future, so they could only reluctantly shut their mouths.

They slunk away, quickening their pace, and gave up.

Upon seeing this, the students of Class 6 burst into laughter.

With a sense of triumphant satisfaction.

It turns out that when you act unconventionally, when you are fearless,

Those "top students" who are usually aloof and superior will actually back down.

In contrast to the bustling cafeteria, Fu Chaochao and Zhou Rong were hiding in a corner of the classroom, talking in hushed tones.

Zhou Rong, a hint of smugness on his face, lowered his voice and said, "Chao Chao, I asked my uncle; he specifically went to inquire about this."

The exam papers for this Minghua monthly exam were indeed printed by the confidential printing plant under the Municipal Education Bureau.

Moreover, he discovered that among the temporary workers involved in this printing and binding was a man named Wang Laowu, who was Zhang Wen's mother's distant cousin!

Fu Chaochao's eyes lit up instantly.

As if grasping at a straw: "Zhang Wen's cousin? Great! That matches up!"

"It must be that Fu Hua bribed Zhang Wen's cousin through Zhang Wen to get the exam papers in advance; both of their exam scores are abnormal."

She excitedly grabbed Zhou Rong's hand, "Rongrong, thanks to you this time! Once the truth comes out, I'll have my mom get you the most fashionable dress from Hong Kong!"

Zhou Rong nodded excitedly, "My uncle has already spoken with the school. The school takes this very seriously and has immediately contacted the Education Bureau and the printing factory."

A thorough investigation is required, and that bachelor should come to the school immediately for questioning. The results should be available this afternoon.

Fu Chaochao could almost see Song Wanqing's reputation ruined and her being expelled from school, and he couldn't help but smile.

The heavy wooden door to the principal's office was tightly closed, shutting out the noise from the outside world.

The air inside grew increasingly stagnant.

Fu Xiao and Su Yurou sat on the guest sofa, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

They had just finished dealing with their second son's fight and rushed to the school without stopping.

At this moment, both the husband and wife looked extremely grim.

At the police station, after losing all face, they finally managed to get Fu Youchuan released.

Fu Songchuan also arrived, standing behind his parents.

His brows were furrowed, and his hands were unconsciously clenched.

Although he said he believed in Fu Hua, that belief stemmed from familial affection.

Logically speaking, there is a lack of necessary evidence.

"Old Fu, Director Su, I didn't expect us to meet under these circumstances."

The principal's tone was polite, but also tinged with a hint of helplessness.

He and Fu Xiao were longtime comrades-in-arms, and he had known Su Yurou since they were young; they had a good relationship.

Fu Xiao forced a smile, but beads of sweat appeared on his forehead: "Old Gao, I'm sorry to have troubled you. It's because our family discipline is not strict enough."

He felt utterly humiliated.

The prestige built up over many years in the military and at work

It seemed as if everything was about to be destroyed by this absurd "cheating" scandal involving her own daughter.

He kept thinking to himself: What's the worst that could happen? Expulsion? A major demerit? A stain on his record?

How can I hold my head high in front of my comrades and colleagues in the future?

Is this daughter really back to collect a debt?!

Su Yurou was in a state of utter confusion, and her hands and feet were ice-cold.

Looking at Principal Gao's stern face, she could only sense the power struggles and backstabbing within the theater troupe.

Nothing compares to the embarrassment I feel right now.

She had already decided in her heart that Fu Hua had cheated—

What other explanation is there besides cheating?

How could a child who grew up in the countryside possibly outperform all the top students at Minghua University?

She's now just hoping things don't escalate out of control and that they can be handled discreetly.

Even if it means letting Fu Hua transfer schools...

But if it really was collusion with people from the printing factory, then the nature of the crime is extremely heinous!

She didn't even dare to think about the consequences; she felt that the future was bleak.

The guilt I feel for not having many biological daughters

At this moment, it also turned into resentment and frustration.

Principal Gao looked at the panicked parents and sighed inwardly.

Being a parent, no matter how high your position is...

Such concerns are unavoidable.

After considering it for a moment, he still spoke up to advise, "Old Fu, Director Su, the matter is still under investigation. Don't jump to conclusions too early, and don't put too much pressure on the child."

Adolescents are sensitive; sometimes the way you handle things is more important than the issue itself.

His words were both a reminder and an offer to the clearly panicked parents to back down.

Fu Xiao nodded stiffly.

Su Yu-rou managed to say, "Thank you for your concern, Principal Gao."

But the disbelief and anxiety in my heart did not lessen in the slightest.

That's just how things are; unless it happens to someone, they can't truly understand.

Just then, there was a knock on the office door.

Fu Hua walked in, led by the head of the teaching department.

Almost at the same moment, at the other end of the corridor,

Fu Chaochao and Zhou Rong also "happened" to pass by.

He glanced into the office seemingly unintentionally, his face showing undisguised anticipation and a hint of pleasure.

The air pressure in the office instantly dropped to freezing point.

Principal Gao gestured for Fu Hua to sit down, his gaze sharp and serious: "Fu Hua, regarding the questions raised about your monthly exam results, the school has already contacted the Municipal Education Bureau and the unit responsible for printing the exam papers."

There's something I need to verify with you.

He paused, each word like a hammer blow to Fu Xiao and Su Yurou's hearts: "According to our understanding, Wang Laowu, a temporary worker involved in printing and binding the monthly exam papers..."

She's a relative of your classmate Zhang Wen. I'm sure I don't need to elaborate on your relationship with Zhang Wen. Do you have anything to explain about that?