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

As night falls, the Victoria Harbour is illuminated by stars and dim lights.

A pink Lamborghini Espada sped along Queen's Road, then turned onto Connaught Road and stopped in front of a building in Central.

After hearing the news, the paparazzi who were waiting not far from the building to take secret photos brightened up.

The car door opened, and the first thing that appeared was a pair of sparkling silver ballet high heels, adorned with diamonds. Then, a girl with bright eyes and white teeth, naturally elegant, appeared in the camera, wearing a black, feather-cut, waist-cinching tassel dress and a pigeon-blood red clavicle chain.

White skin, black hair, raven feathers and ruby ​​​​rubies. Hong Kong beauty, there is no one better.

The paparazzi subconsciously held their breath, and sighed in their hearts that this young lady could become the focus of the camera just by standing there casually.

Fu Ziyan sensed someone was secretly photographing her. She tilted her head and parted her lips slightly. Her voice was cold and emotionless, "Deal with it."

Before the paparazzi could react, he saw a figure flash next to a black car with a very low presence parked not far from the Lamborghini. He grabbed him and the camera left his hand the next moment.

Paparazzi:!!!

He had just started working and was waiting for this vote to successfully catch the editor-in-chief's eye.

Seeing the cold-faced bodyguard in front of him ruthlessly tearing out the film, he felt heartbroken as if it were bleeding. He had arrived half an hour in advance and hadn't even had time to eat dinner. In the end, not only did he not make a penny, but he also lost a roll of film.

"Miss, you're kind-hearted. I'm going to use this stack of money to buy your photo. You're not allowed to take any photos tonight."

The paparazzi looked in astonishment at the cold-faced bodyguard who had snatched his camera and actually handed him a wad of banknotes.

Another village has a bright future!

"Oh, yes, yes, I'll leave now. Thank you, Miss Fu." I didn't expect that I could make a fortune. Miss Fu is such a good person. The paparazzi looked up gratefully, but saw that the place where Miss Fu was standing just now was deserted.

Knowing that the bodyguard would handle it, Fu Ziyan didn't care about the paparazzi's sneak shots. She threw the car keys to the bodyguard who was responsible for parking behind her and walked straight into the building.

Their party venue is on the 13th floor, which is a club specifically for fun and gatherings.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator and entered the party hall, Fu Ziyan was sprayed with petals from a fireworks display. "Selene, surprise!"

They are real flowers, and the light pink roses are fragrant.

Fu Ziyan smiled and said, "No wonder I was so quiet along the way. Thank you for the surprise."

The field was boiling in an instant with laughter and joy.

Today's party invited young people from the entire circle, including many rich young men who could not get along with Fu Ziyan in the past. Now they have a rare opportunity and are willing to do some good things for free.

"Selene, the rubies on your clavicle are so beautiful."

Fu Ziyan smiled, but before she could say anything, Isabella beside her exclaimed with envy, "This ruby ​​is nothing. I last saw a pair of rubies in Selene's collection that were bigger than walnuts, with pure color and excellent appearance."

As she spoke, she raised her hand to gesture, "This big!"

"Wow~~" You can tell that such a ruby ​​is a rare treasure. It is hard to find even one, let alone a pair?

Many people were shocked and envious, and heard exclamations of wow.

Fu Ziyan knew immediately that Isabella was referring to the "red eggs" her father had given her at the family reunion party when she was eight. Those two large, superb red rubies came from Mogok, Myanmar. Because of their inherent significance and their sheer size, which she couldn't handle at such a young age, Fu Ziyan had never made them into jewelry.

Seeing the shocked expressions of the girls surrounding Selene, Isabella, feeling a sense of pride in her sobriety amidst the rest, struck back with a powerful blow. "Those rubies are just one of Selene's treasures. She also possesses what could be considered the world's largest pink and orange diamonds."

Isabella's tone expressed the pride of "all you mortals come to worship her" without any concealment, as if she was saying my best sister is the most powerful.

Fu Ziyan couldn't help but want to cover her face.

This silly child really doesn't care about her socialite image, which is what her mommy has worked hard to build for her over the years. Her image as a cold and noble socialite collapsed in an instant, and her arrogant and naive nature was exposed at once.

But the rich and famous ladies around were extremely supportive. Some gasped, some widened their eyes in surprise, and some bit their lips with dull eyes.

Feeling the envy of those around her solidify into reality, for a moment, she actually felt a sense of satisfaction as her vanity exploded!

Fu Ziyan silently condemned herself for a second.

Stay calm, wait until she is eighteen years old and all the emerald, diamond and gemstone mines are under her name, then the envy will become tangible. Now this small scene is not worth her vanity.

"Selene, which brand designer designed your dress? It's so beautiful!"

"Selene, what color lipstick do you have? It really makes you look healthy."

"If you ask me, Selene is beautiful in her own right. Her skin is as white as cream and her lips are as red as rouge. Even if she were wearing a sack, she would still be beautiful."

"Selene's shoes..."

Fu Ziyan: ...

It goes without saying that these daughters of small families who she seldom interacted with spoke so sweetly. They praised her from head to toe in different ways. Their vocabulary was so rich that one could not help but wonder if they had memorized a dictionary specifically for this purpose.

Even so, do they still remember that this is a farewell party, not a bragging party?

The person involved, Fu Ziyan, was a little helpless. She turned around and saw her good friends: "Little Fangirl No. 1" Gu Anning was proud of it; "Little Fangirl No. 2" Isabella listened to these compliments and looked more satisfied than she was.

Fu Ziyan was silent.

Xi Qingqing was the more sober and reliable one, changing the subject, "Selene's leaving tomorrow, so we need to have a good time tonight."

"Yes, yes, I specially stole my grandmother's wine collection. Selene, come and try it. How does this taste compared to the wine produced by your Lusen Winery?" Isabella pointed to a small pile of red wine bottles on the table on the side, her tone expectant.

Fu Ziyan glanced at Isabella. She was so filial.

Fu Ziyan has a good memory and clearly remembers that seven years ago, Isabella had shown her covetousness for her grandmother's wine collection. Now she has finally succeeded.

Well, it’s a good deal for her!

"Then let's drink~"

Seeing the girls laughing and chatting happily with Fu Ziyan, the boys couldn't help themselves.

It was rare for them to attend a party of this scale, and everyone wanted to get closer to Miss Fu. It would be best if they could win Miss Fu's favor, but at least it would be nice to just be familiar to her.

As for the fact that Miss Fu has a real boyfriend, Mr. Lu is not here, and everyone has been courting her, so the law cannot hold everyone responsible.

then...

"Selene, I wonder if I would be honored to dance with you?"

"Selene, I'm also studying in the UK. We're from the same hometown. Can we get together in the UK if there's a chance?"

"Selene, you won the bid for that piece of land in Shatin last time. I wonder if there is any chance for my company to cooperate with you?"

"..."

It is just like this: the moon is surrounded by stars.