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

With the help of Lu Yan's loving breakfast, Fu Ziyan's exams went smoothly and her journey back to Hong Kong also went smoothly.

As soon as the plane landed and she emerged from the emergency exit, Fu Ziyan spotted a tall figure standing at the exit. He was wearing a gray plaid coat, his nose prominent, and his sharp, angular profile cloaked in shadow. Though he was simply standing there, he exuded an aura that was hard to ignore, flanked by bodyguards and assistants.

It’s dad!

Fu Ziyan's eyes lit up, a smile spread across her brows, and she lightly ran towards her father. When her father's assistant saw her and seemed to want to remind her father, Fu Ziyan stopped him with a glare, her eyes still smiling.

The assistant understood and spontaneously talked about other things, trying to divert the boss's attention and help the young lady "scare" the boss.

Only five steps away from his father, with victory in sight, Fu Qiyuan turned his head...

Fu Ziyan bit her lip a little frustrated. When she was about to put on a smile again and talk to her father, Fu Qiyuan turned back with a calm expression, as if he had not turned around to see his daughter just now.

The father and daughter spontaneously moved the timeline in tacit understanding.

Fu Ziyan continued to quietly run closer, raised her hand and patted her father's shoulder, and said in a light voice, "You're so scared!"

Fu Qiyuan smiled, turned around and touched Titi's cheek, "Dad is here to take you home."

Fu Ziyan had a bright smile on her face, and her voice was full of the fearless pampering, "Dad, I miss you so much~"

"Dad misses you too." Fu Qiyuan's voice was gentle.

Although we took a private plane, the airport was not privately chartered, and other tourists were standing and coming and going here.

Fu Qiyuan is a celebrity in Hong Kong and often appears in newspapers and magazines. There is basically no one in Hong Kong who doesn't know him.

At this time, other tourists at the airport were surprised to see Mr. Fu, who usually sat firmly on a high-rise building in Central and could make tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of projects come to fruition with a flick of his pen, come to the airport in person to pick people up and even coax his daughter in a gentle voice.

Mr. Fu doted on his daughter, and this was occasionally reported in newspapers, but no one had ever seen her in person.

This big boss who can shake Hong Kong's economy with just a wave of his hand actually dotes on his daughter so much!

Some people were filled with disbelief, some were secretly delighted that they had a topic of conversation that would last for at least ten years after drinking, and some strode forward to say hello.

"Mr. Fu, Miss Fu."

Fu Ziyan, who was happy to see her father, was in a very good mood at the moment. Even though the happy reunion of father and daughter was suddenly interrupted, she did not show any dissatisfaction.

Fu Qiyuan looked indifferent, raised his eyes and nodded, "Mr. Xu."

Although Fu Ziyan had been away from Hong Kong for several months, her memory remained strong. She immediately recognized Xu Boqian, the head of the Xu family known as the "Snack King," the third son of the Xu family with whom she had a good relationship, and Xu Tingyang's father.

"Uncle Xu." After all, he was an elder, so Fu Ziyan called him politely.

Xu Boqian reacted quickly. Fu Ziyan's polite address led him to call her "Ziyan." He smiled and said, "Ziyan, did you just get your vacation? Mr. Fu is such a good father, personally coming to the airport to pick up his daughter."

Fu Qiyuan smiled, his tone full of doting, "If I hadn't come, I don't know how this child would make a fuss."

"Hahaha, Mr. Fu and Ziyan have such a deep father-daughter relationship, it's truly enviable." After a few pleasantries, Xu Boqian got down to business. "My family and the Fu Group happen to have a project we can collaborate on. When Mr. Fu is free, let's chat."

Fu Qiyuan nodded, but didn't specify the time. He only said, "I'll have my secretary contact Mr. Xu's secretary to arrange the time."

"Okay," Xu Boqian smiled, "Then I won't delay your reunion."

"Take care, Mr. Xu."

Apart from politely calling him "Uncle Xu" at the beginning, Fu Ziyan didn't say a word afterwards, playing the role of a well-behaved little daughter throughout.

The reason was simply that she looked down on Xu Boqian from the bottom of her heart.

Xu Boqian became rich purely thanks to his first wife's family. In other words, Xu Boqian was a pure scumbag who "ate away the whole family". Relying on the sales channels and initial capital of his first wife's family, he built and developed the biscuit and sauce factory step by step, and gradually became the "biscuit king" of Southeast Asia.

After his first wife's parents passed away, his philandering nature became apparent, and he officially took his mistress into his family. Already depressed by the loss of her parents, the first wife suffered a miscarriage, only to discover she was pregnant, but it was too late. She remained bedridden for the rest of her life, passing away within two years.

Fu Ziyan thought that a woman who had died of a lingering illness after a miscarriage was a good girl, and in modern society, she could take medicine for her illness, and even a miscarriage, no matter how harmful it was to her health, would not die like this. It must have been a turmoil in the harem, or she might have been pissed off by Xu Boqian, that scumbag.

No one knows the truth behind the death of his original wife, but there is no doubt that Xu Boqian is a "scumbag".

There are many scumbags among the wealthy people in Hong Kong, but Xu Boqian is the only scumbag whose wealth and glory are all due to his wife, and whose wife died early because of him.

Although other rich men are also "scumbags" and have concubines one after another, at least their original wives are well-fed and well-maintained with luxury. They have money, but as for love, what love do these scumbags expect? They just treat their wives as breathing ATMs.

Fu Ziyan didn't want to excuse these Hong Kong tycoons, but given the social context in Hong Kong where concubinage was legal a few years ago, she could only lower her understanding of the issue of wealthy men taking concubines. Otherwise, everyone would be considered a "scumbag."

Except for her father, of course. Well, her grandfather, too.

Fu Ziyan thought disrespectfully.

"Uncle Fu."

Fu Ziyan looked up and then remembered awkwardly.

Ah, she came back with Lu Yan. She was so excited to see her dad just now, and when she saw Xu Boqian, she recalled the "渣男瓜" incident and accidentally forgot about her boyfriend.

Although I feel a little guilty, who is Fu Ziyan? She is an expert at turning the tables because her father is around.

She cleared her throat, raised her chin slightly, and distorted the facts without blushing or beating her heart. "Lu Yan, you are so slow!"

Lu Yan: ...

She's used to it. In the heart of Yanyan, a "daddy's girl", her boyfriend can never compare to Uncle Fu.

Lu Yan smiled and admitted his mistake skillfully, "Yan Yan is right, I was too slow. I will definitely walk faster next time and keep up with Yan Yan's speed."

Fu Qiyuan pretended not to hear, "Is someone from Lu Yan's family coming to pick you up, or should I have the bodyguard take you?"

Lu Yan curled his lips and behaved politely, "Thank you for your concern, Uncle Fu. I have already seen the housekeeper who came to pick me up."

Since my boyfriend is being picked up, "I'll leave first, we'll contact each other by phone."

Lu Yan was helpless. He knew that Ti Ti wanted to go home and rest quickly, but what she said was extremely cruel. Thinking of this, a helpless smile appeared on his face. "Well, goodbye, Yan Yan, take care, Uncle Fu."