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

The castle is retro and luxurious, but the dinner is not complicated.

A Chinese dinner was prepared according to the taste preferences of Fu Qiyuan and his daughter.

After dinner, Fink, the butler, reported, "Tomorrow the royal tailor and jeweler will come to tailor clothes for you, young lady. There are many parties and banquets coming up soon, and the one most suitable for you to attend is..."

Even though she'd just arrived today and wasn't jet-lagged yet, getting her clothes custom-made tomorrow was no problem for Fu Ziyan. Since she was here, she couldn't avoid parties and banquets, so the sooner she got her dress and jewelry custom-made, the better. Besides, door-to-door service wouldn't be that much of a hassle for her.

After listening to the housekeeper's report, Fu Ziyan said goodbye to her father and went back to her room to rest and adjust to the jet lag.

Her bedroom was enormous, spanning two to three hundred square meters. The Rococo-style living room was exquisitely luxurious. The walls weren't covered in wallpaper, but silk; the ceiling, decorated with classical patterns, was crowned by a massive crystal chandelier; there were light pink armchairs with exquisite carvings; and a Victorian Rococo-style bed...

The luxurious and classical scene made her feel as if she was in the eighteenth century. She was a spoiled little princess who grew up surrounded by gold and jade in the castle, but it was only an illusion.

Because the interior also perfectly integrates the products of this era, such as color TVs, hair dryers, AH game consoles, and skin care cosmetics displayed in the jewel-paved powder room.

In the cloakroom, Ah Hong had already arranged the clothes she had brought from Hong Kong, along with the clothes she had left over from her shopping trip to England last year, and the clothes the housekeeper had specially ordered before she knew she was coming. Fu Ziyan glanced at it and saw that it only took up one-third of the space, looking empty and displeasing.

Her first plan after coming to the UK is to fill up this cloakroom!

The next morning, Fu Ziyan asked Fink to arrange for various clothing brands to come to the castle for her to choose from.

Fink agreed and prompted, "Milan Spring/Summer Fashion Week will be held in the middle of this month. Miss, would you like to go and see it?"

The middle of this month...just in time for the start of school. Fu Ziyan thought for a moment and then refused, "I probably don't have time. Ask them to send the booklet."

It's a bit inappropriate to ask for leave right after school starts.

Good student Fu Ziyan thought so, completely ignoring the fact that when she was in school in the past, she asked for leave without considering the time at all, and her reasons for asking for leave were all kinds of strange, such as being in a bad mood, the cat was sick, and the flowers on XX mountain were about to bloom.

As they were talking about Fashion Week, Fu Qiyuan walked down the stairs, his voice gentle and smiling, "What is Ti Ti busy with?" The sunlight shone through the stained glass windows, shining behind him and on the murals in the stairwell, making him look particularly graceful and elegant.

When Fu Ziyan heard her father's voice, she subconsciously smiled and tilted her head to respond with a smile, "We were talking about Fashion Week. I have too few clothes in my closet, and I want to pick out some more beautiful clothes."

Fu Qiyuan nodded and suggested to his daughter, "If your styling team is short of people, you can take advantage of Fashion Week to recruit a few of your favorite designers and tailors to join you."

Yes, there is a specialized fashion design college here, with a large number of outstanding graduates every year, and there are too many newly-established design studios. If there is a team whose aesthetic design concepts are exactly what she wants, she can easily acquire it.

It is not that expensive to maintain a studio like this. If the design is really good, the team may be able to support themselves by taking on external work.

Fu Ziyan quickly accepted her father's suggestion and put it into practice - asking her housekeeper Fink to collect works from various fashion design studios.

"There's a horse ranch in the back. Titti, would you like to go there with Dad to exercise?"

There was nothing else to do, so Fu Ziyan did not refuse.

Then, she saw a Hanoverian Warmblood black horse with starry eyes. It was her Estella!

Fu Ziyan's eyes lit up and she excitedly gave her father a huge hug, "Thank you, Dad~" No need to think, this must have been sent by her father.

Fu Qiyuan smiled and patted Titi's shoulder. "Hong Kong is too small for it to grow, but the UK is fine. The horse farm in the castle is not as big as the one in the United States, but it's enough for you to run horses in your spare time. I had it shipped here."

Fu Ziyan was very happy. She changed into riding clothes and ran two laps with Estella.

Her hair was flying and her smile was pure, which dazzled Lucas Harrington, the "next-door" neighbor who came in to visit behind the butler.

Lucas was followed by her aunt Viola Harrington, whose eyes also sparkled with amazement, but not at Fu Ziyan, but at... Fu Qiyuan, who also started riding his horse after his daughter got on the horse and started running.

Fu Ziyan ran far away, and the first person to notice the butler coming with guests was Fu Qiyuan.

He slowed down his horse, led his brown horse over at a leisurely pace, and looked directly at the butler.

"Sir, this is the young lady and master from the Harrington family next door, coming to visit you and your young lady."

Viola had never seen an oriental man with such superior looks, graceful and noble temperament. Although he came riding a brown horse, he looked like a prince charming who walked out of her dream.

None of the nobles Daddy had chosen for her before could compare to Mr. Fu in front of her!

Viola couldn't help but be moved. If she could marry Fu...

Before Lucas could speak, Viola spoke first, "Hello, Mr. Fu, I'm Viola Harrington, nice to meet you."

Fu Ziyan, who was riding a horse, said: ???

Oh my god~

Yesterday she was lamenting that her father was nearly fifty years old and that she would study and work hard so that her father wouldn't have to work too hard. How come she ran into her father's romantic interest today?

This young lady definitely doesn't look more than ten years older than her. She's so young, yet she can actually accept a stepdaughter as old as her!

Oh, if dad gets married, will she be the poor little cabbage in the field with no one to love her?

Thoughts popped up in Fu Ziyan's mind one after another.

Fu Qiyuan then spoke, "Hello, Mr. Harrington and I met a few months ago and had a very pleasant chat. This is my daughter Selene, who will be studying in the UK. You two are about the same age, so perhaps we will have a chance to play together."

In a word, by elevating yourself to the status of an elder, you can easily cut off your romantic opportunities.

When Fu Qiyuan was young, he was used to seeing girls expressing their love to him, but the outside world never reported any of his gossip and love affairs. In addition to his limited financial resources, his quick and efficient way of suppressing romantic interests was also one of the reasons.

Any signs will not last until the next day.

When Fu Qiyuan said this, Viola's eyes widened for a moment, and her heart sank. When Mr. Fu said this, she couldn't express her admiration. Born in an aristocratic family, she still had to consider her dignity.

Lucas is not like that.

He showed his most elegant smile, "Ms. Selene, I'm Lucas, nice to meet you."

Fu Ziyan:! ? ?

Fu Ziyan, who had just witnessed her father pluck off the peach blossoms, was somewhat shocked to find that there was still a peach blossom blooming towards her!

Are all peach blossoms in pairs these days?

It’s better to have clear goals and not disturb each other.