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

After taking the photo, Fu Ziyan turned around and left without any reluctance. No matter how much she missed the past, everything had changed.

After taking only two steps, Fu Ziyan heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground, followed by the sound of a child crying loudly.

Fu Ziyan stopped and turned around.

If it were somewhere else, as a "guest" visiting Shanghai, she would definitely not meddle in other people's business, because it would be inappropriate, but this is her "childhood" in this life, and she couldn't bear to ignore it.

The children here may be the children of her brothers and sisters who used to play with her.

The child's clear voice went straight into her ears.

"Dad, woo woo woo, save dad, dad don't die!"

Several uncles and aunts quickly gathered at the door of the house, and asked with concern, "Xiao Hulu, what's wrong?"

"Grandma Wu, Daddy fell off the bed, wuwu, Daddy won't move!" Although the words were not very clear due to the crying tone, the meaning was still clear.

"Little Gourd, stop crying. Hurry up and go to the Wang family to borrow a cart so we can take Jianjun to the hospital." Although ten years had passed, Fu Ziyan still recognized the voice of her next-door neighbor, Aunt Wu, from the light and drawn-out tone. Her voice was very distinctive.

Fu Ziyan walked towards the room, her voice soft but firm, "I have a car, take my car."

Everyone turned their heads. From Fu Ziyan's clothing, they could clearly tell that she was from outside Shanghai and not a native of Shanghai. However, the situation was urgent, so they didn't dare to hesitate. Aunt Wu made the final decision, "Okay, thank you very much, comrade."

Fu Ziyan nodded without saying anything else and signaled the bodyguard to open the car door.

She didn't go to the hospital with him, but turned around and continued strolling around the alley corner, feeling the unique Shanghai style.

Not long after returning to the Peace Hotel and finishing dinner, the bodyguard who was driving came back to inform Fu Ziyan of the result. "Miss, the injured person is Fang Jianjun. He was discharged from the army last year due to injury. He was unable to walk and was recuperating at home. Today, he turned over and accidentally fell out of bed. He happened to hit the sharp corner of the bedside table. He had a brain hemorrhage and was in a coma. He has been rescued."

Fang Jianjun?

Fu Ziyan remembered that she had a friend named Fang Jiankang, so the injured person should be his brother.

But...it was such a coincidence that I fell off the bed and knocked someone unconscious?

What luck! The hemp rope breaks at the thinnest part.

"How is his life after he retired from the army?"

The bodyguard was startled. The young lady's mind was racing. "It looks normal. The child has several patches on his body."

Fu Ziyan said "hmm" and said nothing more.

The bodyguard thought that the young lady was just doing a good deed, and when he saw that the young lady had nothing to ask, he quietly left.

Little did he know that after he left, Fu Ziyan called the Li family in the capital.

She wants to show love!

"Good evening, Uncle Li. I'm Fu Ziyan. Sorry to bother you." Fu Ziyan's tone was very distant and polite, because these calls would be monitored.

Li Quyi was surprised. "Comrade Xiao Fu? What can I do for you?"

He was really surprised. Why did his little niece call him suddenly?

"Look, I happened to come across something today, and I was wondering if I could make an anonymous donation to the veterans and give it to the military district. You can distribute it. I won't interfere. I just want to dedicate a little bit of my heart to these heroes who defend our country."

"This will have a big impact, so I can't agree to your request for now. But it's really rare that you have this intention." Li Quyi's tone was filled with relief. Although they were far apart, he was very happy that his brother had raised his niece so well and was so patriotic.

"Comrade Xiao Fu, are you coming to the mainland to play again?" After all, they had met several times and had visited each other, so it was not unusual for Li Quyi to show concern.

Fu Ziyan was extremely respectful of her hero, Big Berg. "Yes, I just arrived in Shanghai today and happened to meet a retired soldier whose injuries had worsened, but his family was not well off. I felt deeply moved and rashly offered to donate. I was impulsive."

Her feelings did not only come from Fang Jianjun, but also partly from her father Wei, who was also a veteran.

But the rejection is understandable. The army is the foundation of a country. Her current identity is a wealthy daughter from Hong Kong. There is a big difference between the two. Even an anonymous donation would be difficult to be approved. She was just impulsive at the moment.

Although Li Quyi's voice was serious, one could still sense the smile within it. "If you need any help in the mainland, you can call me."

"Okay." Fu Ziyan responded with a smile. Her uncle was so nice.

After finishing the call with her uncle, Fu Ziyan called her father.

On the first day of traveling, you must report to your parents that you are safe.

Fu Ziyan was very well behaved, but it was a pity that Fu Qiyuan didn’t catch up.

It was the butler Tan Wu who answered the phone. "Good evening, Miss. My husband hasn't come back yet, and we have a last-minute dinner."

Oh, poor daddy, he can't hear his precious daughter's voice!

Fu Ziyan giggled and took her bodyguard to the cinema to watch a movie.

She hadn't been to a cinema in Shanghai to watch a movie for many years. Although she could watch a movie during the day, Fu Ziyan suddenly wanted to watch a movie at night.

The bodyguards were not surprised at all when they were suddenly summoned out, as they were already used to the eldest lady's whims.

Fu Ziyan's "spur of the moment" decision was not a bad one. Although the production and projection technology of black-and-white films was relatively backward, the viewing atmosphere in the cinema was full.

For example, the young couple sitting next to Fu Ziyan were holding hands quietly in the dim light of the theater, their faces were red, and they spoke in low voices, all of which looked very serious.

"Comrade Hongyu, I brought some red date soup. You can drink it to warm yourself up."

"Thank...thank you, Comrade Xiao."

Fu Ziyan opened her bright eyes and twitched the corners of her mouth.

So innocent!

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In the following days, Fu Ziyan happily went shopping at the Friendship Store with her bodyguard and assistant, dined at famous restaurants, and took photos with her camera at several famous attractions in Shanghai, including the Huangpu River, People's Square, and the Shanghai Library on Huangpi North Road... These places, which are full of the new and old Shanghai styles, all left Fu Ziyan's beautiful figure.

The passion and vitality of the red dress, the cuteness of the pink dress, the elegance and dignity of the black dress...

Four days passed in a flash, and the day after tomorrow was her cousin Li Ziheng's wedding ceremony. Fu Ziyan planned to fly to Guangzhou tomorrow morning.

At that time, domestic passenger planes were exclusively for cadres, but Fu Ziyan generously and enthusiastically lent out her own plane, so if she wanted to take the "cadres exclusive" plane to Guangzhou, it was a completely green light operation.

The reason is also very simple.

Dad came to Guangzhou this evening to look for his daughter who had left home. She was going to reunite with him.

However, just after finishing breakfast, Fu Ziyan met the Fang family who came to thank her.

A short-haired lady in a green cotton coat was holding the "little gourd" she had seen that day. Behind her was a young man in a black cotton coat. The three of them had expressions of gratitude on their faces. As soon as the lady saw her, she thanked her repeatedly.

"Thank you, Miss Fu. Thank you for lending me your car that day and taking the child's father to the hospital in time." The doctor said that cerebral hemorrhage can be serious or minor. If treatment is delayed, the problem will be much more serious.

The woman's gratitude was heartfelt and her expression was direct.

After she finished expressing her thanks, she immediately bowed more than ninety degrees, along with the child beside her and the young man in black behind her.

It really caught me off guard.

Fu Ziyan's pupils shrank in fear. "Comrade, you are too polite. It's just a small favor. I'm very happy to be able to help you."

The young man said seriously, "It's my duty. Your little effort saved my brother's life. His head injury couldn't wait. Our whole family is very grateful to you. This small gift is just a token of our gratitude."

elder brother?

Fu Ziyan raised her eyes and looked carefully. It had been so long, but she could still vaguely recognize from the facial features and eyes that this was her childhood friend, Fang Jiankang.

Looking at his face full of sincere gratitude, at a certain moment, I was reminded of the little boy who counted chestnuts one by one and shared them with others when I was young.

Fu Ziyan curved her lips and smiled. Her old friend has grown up.

However, Fang Jiankang probably didn't recognize her. She was Wei Ying, with whom he used to run around and play. She had changed a lot in the past ten years.

Fu Ziyan didn't plan to bring it up, there was no need.

The world is so big and the population is so vast. Her future settlement will definitely be Hong Kong. If she hadn't come here specifically to find her, she and Fang Jiankang would have few chances to meet in this life. Perhaps this would be the last time they meet.

Fu Ziyan curled her lips and politely declined the thank you gift. "I accept your gratitude, but no thank you gift is necessary. These cakes and fruits should be left to Comrade Fang to replenish his body. He who has just been injured needs to rest well."

In the face of Fu Ziyan's elegant demeanor, Mrs. Fang's usual polite refusal tactics were completely unspeakable. Furthermore, when they left the Peace Hotel, they were carrying a bag of supplements that Fu Ziyan had asked her assistant to bring.

Mrs. Fang & Fang Jiankang: What happened? Aren't we here to express our gratitude with a thank-you gift? Why is what we're carrying more valuable than what they prepared?

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Fu Ziyan smiled and watched the Fang family leave.

Take care and look forward to seeing you next time, my friend.