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

While Fu Ziyan was struggling with the plan and homework, someone came to the old house.

Butler Fu Zhong looked at Fu Ziyan and smiled kindly, "Good afternoon, young lady. The master remembered that you like milk tea, so he asked me to bring you some."

Fu Ziyan's face showed surprise, "Good afternoon, Grandpa Butler. That's great, thank you for thinking of me." It was really thoughtful of him to remember to bring milk tea, and Fu Ziyan was really happy.

She had some guesses about Fu Zhong's coming, probably for ancestor worship and dinner.

She had been busy with her schoolwork and plans these past two days, and since the housekeeper and servants at the Fu residence seemed to be doing everything as usual, she didn't pay much attention to these two things.

If Ah Hong hadn't reminded her in the morning that her aunt would come to visit in the afternoon and help her prepare her clothes for next Tuesday, she would have almost forgotten.

No wonder the Fu family did not make any additional preparations. It turns out that the old house has prepared all these things.

What she had to do was to do as she was doing now, and Butler Fu Zhong would explain the ancestor worship process to her one by one to ensure that she would not make any mistakes on that day.

The process is very simple. First, serve tea to father and grandfather and receive gifts. Then, get to know each other and exchange gifts with the descendants of the Fu family. After changing clothes and taking a short rest, go to the ancestral hall to worship ancestors and enter the family tree.

"Ancestor worship includes lighting incense, candles, kowtowing, and burning paper." Fu Zhong emphasized the important points to pay attention to when worshipping ancestors, and then handed over a booklet. "Here is the list of people who will be receiving invitations to the dinner."

Fu Ziyan took the booklet, knowing full well that the names on the list would have to be compared with the character profiles. She then nodded in thanks, politely and sincerely, "Thank you, Grandpa Butler, for coming to tell me this."

"Young lady, you are too polite. If you have no other questions, I will leave first."

"Goodbye, Grandpa Butler." Fu Ziyan stood up and watched Fu Zhong leave. It was not her turn to see someone off at this level, so it was very polite and appropriate to let Uncle Tan do it for her.

Fu Ziyan handed the booklet to Ah Hong and asked Ah Hong to put it in the small study in the room. She still had to go back to the study room to attend Chinese class.

She was reading through Tang poetry in traditional Chinese characters with Professor Zhou when Uncle Tan suddenly knocked on the door, interrupting the class.

Normally, no one would disturb Fu Ziyan during class unless there was a visitor or an emergency. This time, the former was the case. So, Fu Ziyan went to the reception room to greet Butler Fu Zhong.

After the Chinese class, Fu Ziyan politely said goodbye to Professor Zhou and then went to the restaurant for lunch.

Normally, she wouldn't eat so early, but Fu Qi Lan would arrive at two o'clock, so her nap time had to be moved forward.

As for shortening nap time?

She wouldn't want to force herself to do something that can be easily solved!

After dinner, Fu Ziyan checked the guest list in the booklet and looked up information about Hong Kong celebrities, but was not in a hurry to do her Chinese homework.

Because of Fu Qilan's visit, her English class this afternoon was cancelled so that she can concentrate on preparing her clothes, so she will have more time today.

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At two o'clock in the afternoon, when Fu Qilan approached Fu's house, Fu Ziyan brought Uncle Tan to the door to greet him.

As the white Ford stopped, Fu Qilan's bodyguard got out first to open the door for Fu Qilan, and then the figure of Fu Qilan in exquisite clothes appeared.

"Aunt, I haven't seen you for a few days. How are you doing these days?" Fu Ziyan tried to greet her like an adult.

Although she was already a 21-year-old adult in her previous life, as a simple college student, she could play with her three-year-old nephew without any barriers. She was always a child in her mentality, and she was also a purebred i person.

She's really not very social!

Fu Qi Lan watched Fu Zi Yan trying hard to pretend to be an adult and communicate with her. Although he was already used to this kind of situation, he still found it adorable.

Her son Yu Minhong also pretends to be profound at a young age, but she always feels that the little girl is much cuter than her son.

"I've been doing pretty well lately," Fu Qilan said without saying much about himself. He took Fu Ziyan's hand and walked into the gate. "I heard from your father that Ti Ti has been studying hard recently. She's such a good kid."

Fu Ziyan smiled shyly. She had always been shy about these compliments. Perhaps she would be able to remain calm when she was older.

As for what her aunt said about "I heard it from my father", Fu Ziyan didn't care. Hong Kong is not big, and you can run into him by chance at any cocktail party. Cocktail parties are social places where business can easily be discussed, so Fu Qiyuan would naturally attend them.

Fu Qilan took off her camel coat and handed it to the servant as soon as she entered the room. She was wearing a black Chanel skirt suit, a Tiffany sapphire necklace and a diamond ring, showing her elegance and nobility.

Fu Qilan bluntly refused the coffee, tea, and snacks brought by the servants, and took Fu Ziyan's hand and walked towards her cloakroom.

It was already Sunday, just two days before the banquet. Fu Qilan had only just arrived because Uncle Tan had only just finished making the custom-made cheongsam dresses he had prepared for Fu Ziyan.

The custom-made time was the day of the recognition of father and daughter. As for the size, Fu Ziyan had previously taken measurements there when she bought clothes, and used them for custom-made. With the wealth of the Fu family, Uncle Tan could easily obtain the size.

In just a few days, more than 20 embroiderers started working together and completed three cheongsams, four haute couture skirts, and two small suits.

At this time, the batch of clothes had been delivered to the small reception room next to Fu Ziyan's room.

Because of the time constraints, Fu Qi Lan could only help Fu Zi Yan pick out clothes in this way.

As a rule, daughters of wealthy families would have several sets of dresses custom-made for the next season. They would carefully review each custom-made dress, and when there was a banquet, they could just pick out a suitable dress and style it appropriately and then go out on stage.

For example, Fu Ziyan has already started designing and producing dresses for next spring and summer.

"Titi, this red dress suits you very well. It looks solemn yet playful and cute. It's perfect for a tea party."

Fu Ziyan felt a little embarrassed. She hadn't worn something so red in a long time. In her mind, red was something only children wore to look festive. But she was a child now.

"This white blazer is suitable for ancestor worship, and it goes well with this pair of black British leather shoes."

Fu Ziyan took a look and found it suitable. Fu Zhong had told her that ancestral worship attire should be dignified and elegant, not flashy or ostentatious.

"This pale yellow cheongsam and pink cake skirt are perfect for you to wear at a dinner party."

Fu Qilan is worthy of being the daughter of a wealthy family. She can choose at a glance which dresses are suitable for Fu Ziyan to wear at certain times.

Fu Ziyan was secretly envious. Would she have this skill when she grew up?

Fu Qilan didn't mention the rest of the jewelry, but Fu Qiyuan must have chosen a styling team for Fu Ziyan. She then gently informed Fu Ziyan of some of the unique personalities among the guests attending the dinner.

If there is no guidance, a wealthy dinner party is likely to become a laughing stock. Of course, on the surface, the guests are very harmonious and friendly, everyone is polite and smiling.

Fu Qilan wanted to get closer to Fu Qiyuan, so he was naturally very considerate and perfect in these matters.

The more Fu Qilan talked, the more Fu Ziyan admired her.

It is really hard to get along with the rich and powerful. A banquet is full of people wearing masks and laughing at each other. Any embarrassing thing will be magnified. At the very least, people will laugh at you behind your back, and at the worst, people will suspect the character and personality of the person in power, which will affect cooperation.

After all, business risks are uncontrollable, but the character and personality of your partners can be chosen.