In the era of fetal wear, she became the first socialite in Hong Kong

Of course, the storm is coming and will never be diverted by human will.

"Titi, I called you a little late today."

Fu Ziyan was really scared by her father's tone of making a big deal out of nothing, even if he was just scolding her on the phone!

"The Hong Kong Observatory has just issued a strong wind warning. You should stay in Guangzhou and wait until the storm passes before returning. Don't do anything dangerous." The tone was gentle until the last sentence was clearly emphasized. "Do you understand?"

Thinking of the extra classes she'd taken, the extra calligraphy she'd done, and the boredom of sitting facing the wall in her study, Fu Ziyan instinctively blurted out a promise, "I heard you. I'll definitely stay in Guangzhou, bring my bodyguards, stay safe, and come back when things calm down."

Fu Qiyuan hummed lightly, his voice still gentle, "A gentleman's word is as good as gold. You made a promise yourself, and Dad believes you will do it, right?"

Fu Ziyan nodded frantically until she heard the monosyllabic questioning words coming from her father on the other end of the phone. Then she suddenly remembered that this was a phone call and her father couldn't see. "I will do it."

"Okay, it's getting late, you should go to bed early. Also, you must let me know before you go home. Dad doesn't want another 'surprise'."

Fu Ziyan was too lazy to analyze her father's tone and anger from the powerful phone call. At this point, there was no point in overthinking it. She immediately softened her voice, speaking wearily, "Okay, good night, Dad."

Fu Ziyan, who quickly ended the call with "Good night," was still frightened and spoke in a melancholy tone, "Lu Yan, I don't think I'll have a good life after returning home."

"How about you go hide at Grandpa Fu's place for a few days?" Lu Yan was also quite depressed. He vaguely felt that he wouldn't be able to see his girlfriend for a long time.

Thinking of the painful experience of a time when her father was on a business trip and she went to live in the old house, successfully skipping a few physical education classes, but in the end her father forced her to make up for it for more than a month, and the number of classes doubled before she could finish it, Fu Ziyan felt that hiding in the old house did not seem very reliable.

Thinking about it again, her father's casual mention of her running away from home on the phone earlier didn't seem to imply that she had gotten through it safely. Ahhh, her mind must have been clouded by mud before, how could she have thought that she had gotten through it safely?

Fu Ziyan sighed. When she quietly left, she felt that everything was fine, and even felt a little bit of excitement. But when it came to returning home, she felt that nothing was reliable, and she had a premonition that she was destined to be severely punished by her father.

bah bah bah!

An illusion, it must be an illusion!

She came back with good news, so that's enough to atone for her sins.

Lu Yan pursed his lips and said, "Yan Yan, don't think too much. Things are not that bad. Just go home and behave yourself for a few days and it will be over. I will definitely try to find a chance to take you out to play."

This sounds like a prison visit or a jailbreak.

Fu Ziyan: ...Thank you, but I am offended.

Unlike Fu Ziyan and Lu Yan who were in a low mood, Li Ziheng was in a very good mood seeing this.

Humph, those two brats who ran away from home deserve to be punished!

Fu Ziyan cast aside all her ominous premonitions and turned to self-comfort mode. She forced a smile and said goodbye to Lu Yan and Li Ziheng, who were sitting beside her while she made the call.

It doesn’t matter if you are undecided. Once you wake up from a good sleep, all your worries will disappear.

At that time, there was a storm in Hong Kong. After Fu Qiyuan hung up the phone, he listened to the rustling wind outside the window and smiled half angry and half helplessly. His Ti Ti had grown up, and the trouble she could cause had also become bigger.

As Tan Wu brought the coffee into the study, he could clearly feel the warmth of his master's body had subsided considerably. He couldn't help but sigh inwardly: the young lady had truly frightened him this time. He had invested so much effort in the young lady over the years, and he couldn't bear to think about the possibility of something happening to this little ancestor.

This typhoon was coming with such force that we'd already received several reports of cargo ships running aground and sinking. Missy hadn't called since her usual phone time. It was simply out of concern. Given the conditions at sea, Guangzhou should have stopped Missy from going out to sea, but Mr. Husband was just worried about what might happen.

Fortunately, this little ancestor is fine.

Looking at the ruler on the bookshelf closest to the desk, Tan Wu felt a little gloating and thought that it was not all right.

Sir, just wait for the reckoning later!

The storm in Hong Kong was severe, and Guangzhou, across the sea, was not immune.

The night before, Fu Ziyan was still fretting about the punishment she'd have to face when she got home, but the next day, she'd already forgotten about it. She felt completely naive, thinking, "Since her father dotes on her, whatever punishment he gets, it's no big deal. Now, I'll just have some fun in the next two days before I go home."

Although it was stormy, Fu Ziyan couldn't do anything.

She could only stay in the hotel, reading and chatting with Lu Yan. Having received similar educations and growing up together, they shared many common views. There was also a piano in the hotel lobby, and when Fu Ziyan got excited, she played a four-hand piano duet with Lu Yan, drawing guests to stop and admire.

Therefore, even if they were trapped indoors by wind and rain, it did not prevent their romance from heating up.

Happy days always pass quickly. On August 20, Typhoon Ruth, which had brought great disaster to Hong Kong, had completely left and the sea was calm. After informing their father in advance by phone, Fu Ziyan and Lu Yan boarded the "Ziyan" and returned home.

As soon as the yacht arrived at the port, Fu Ziyan saw Guan Zaizhou, her father's capable subordinate, and the two bodyguards who always followed her father.

Before she could say goodbye to Lu Yan, she was taken to the car by Guan Zaizhou. "Don't worry, Miss. The Lu family driver is behind us."

Fu Ziyan was pitifully locked up in Zhou and taken into the car.

Seeing that her father was not in the car, Fu Ziyan just breathed a sigh of relief. It wasn't her father who came to pick her up personally, which meant the problem was not that serious. Then she heard Guan Zaizhou say, "Miss, the master asked you to go home and pack up first. He will be home as soon as he finishes signing the contract."

"Signing a contract?" Fu Ziyan's thoughts were diverted. She had seen her father's recent schedule, but had not heard of any signing ceremony so grand that required her father to show up in person.

Seeing Fu Ziyan's confusion, Guan Zaizhou breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that the little ancestor didn't try to escape. He began to explain, "Because Rose hit Hong Kong, over 5,000 people were left homeless. The government launched a charitable housing project, and the media participated in the follow-up coverage."

As soon as he finished speaking, he met the rolling eyes of his eldest daughter. Guan Zaizhou quickly added, "According to the time, it's over. The master should be on his way back to the Fu residence by now."

Fu Ziyan was discouraged, but still held on to a glimmer of hope and prepared to go to the old house to seek grandfather's amulet. "Brother Guan, I think I should go to the old house and tell grandfather that I am safe."

Guan Zaizhou had a blank expression on his face, like a repeater, "Sir, you want me to go home first."

The eldest lady almost calls him "Brother Guan", and he has gotten used to it.

Fu Ziyan: ...

Okay, just go home, who’s afraid of who?