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

While Fu Ziyan was taking a leisurely nap, the Cheng family in Kowloon Tong was in an uproar.

At that time, Mrs. Cheng was sitting at the Cheng residence with several other wives playing mahjong, occasionally chatting about family matters, children's education, or business developments. A servant was serving tea and water nearby when the housekeeper suddenly entered with an announcement: "Madam, Miss Fu's assistant, Mu Mu, has arrived with a gift."

Miss Fu???

Mrs. Cheng paused while flipping the cards, but she didn't hesitate to speak. She quickly ordered the housekeeper, "Please come into the living room. I'll be right there."

Not only Mrs. Cheng, but several other wives were also surprised and asked hurriedly with concern: "Mrs. Cheng, when did your family get in touch with the eldest daughter of the Fu family?"

They wanted to find out the true nature of the Cheng family's relationship with the eldest daughter of the Fu family. If the Cheng family was indeed connected to the Fu family, they would need to alert their husbands, and their business cooperation with them could be further strengthened. After all, it's good to lean on a big tree for shade; with a big tree behind them, the unpredictable weather that they felt was a major threat was just a minor storm, not worth mentioning.

Mrs. Cheng lowered her eyes and sighed, "To be honest, I'm actually quite confused too. Miss Fu and I only met at the charity dinner a few days ago, and you were there too."

"I do remember that the charity item Miss Fu bought that day was from the Cheng family. Could there be any mistake?"

"Don't scare Mrs. Cheng. Miss Fu's assistant came with a gift, so it can't be a bad thing!"

"I remember that the last charity auction item was painted by the second son of the Cheng family. Could it be that Miss Fu admires your second son's painting skills and wants to buy some more?"

Mrs. Cheng's elegant smile was somewhat forced, and she also thought of Cheng Ruhui. If Miss Fu really favored Cheng Ruhui, it might be a good thing for the Cheng family, but not necessarily for her children.

There are only so many resources at home!

Living in a family like theirs, every child would compete for more resources.

After discussing the matter with a few other ladies to calm her inner turmoil, Mrs. Cheng stood up and nodded, "Excuse me, ladies. I will go and receive the guests first. Please do as you please."

No matter what she thought, it was rude to keep the guests waiting for a long time, especially since the guest was Miss Fu's assistant who was sent to deliver the gift.

Mrs. Cheng walked out of the mahjong hall and headed towards the reception room.

"Madam." The servant, holding a cup of tea and snacks, greeted Mrs. Cheng who happened to be traveling with her.

"Well," Cheng Taiqing frowned and glanced at the servant, "Why are you serving tea and snacks now? Go quickly."

After the servants brought the tea and snacks, Mrs. Cheng slowly walked in with a dignified and elegant smile on her face: "Assistant Mu, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. Please forgive me for the poor hospitality."

"Good afternoon, Mrs. Cheng." Mu Mu wasn't one for small talk, so she got straight to the point. "The young lady said a few days ago that she would send Mr. Cheng some painting supplies, but she was a bit busy at the moment, so she didn't have time to send them until today. I wonder if the Second Young Master is home?"

Mu Mu naturally wouldn't say that he was busy investigating the Cheng family and Cheng Ruhui.

Mrs. Cheng smiled. "I see. Miss Fu is so sorry for the expense. It's just that Ruhui happened to be out. It's really unfortunate."

Thinking of the eldest lady's momentary sympathy for Cheng Ruhui, Mu Mu knew that the eldest lady asked her to come here mainly to let the Cheng family know that Miss Fu and Cheng Ruhui knew each other, so that they could treat Cheng Ruhui a little better and stop suppressing him and restraining him with strict rules.

As for whether Cheng Ruhui goes out or not, and whether she can see Cheng Ruhui or not, these are all trivial matters.

With this in mind, Mu Mu added with a smile, "The young lady said that Mr. Cheng had worked hard on the painting, and this set of painting materials is her small contribution to the painting."

Mrs. Cheng was puzzled: "Painting?"

Mu Mu followed up the conversation and explained, "Last time at the orphanage, I saw the Second Young Master drawing for the children. The children insisted on being on the same painting as the young lady, so Mr. Cheng agreed to combine the young lady and the children into one painting."

Mrs. Cheng smiled and nodded. "I hadn't heard Ruhui mention it. It was Assistant Mu who told me about it. Don't worry, Miss Fu. Ruhui is a very good painter. He will definitely be able to paint a good picture."

"Thank you for your hard work, Second Young Master," Mu Mu said, and then he stood up to say goodbye. "I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first. Thank you, Mrs. Cheng, for your hospitality."

Mrs. Cheng also stood up and said goodbye with a smile: "Assistant Mu, take care."

Mrs. Cheng returned to the mahjong hall and exchanged a few pleasantries with the other wives, but it wasn't until the evening, when the wives' mahjong game was over and the Cheng family members returned from get off work and school, that Mrs. Cheng brought up the matter in public.

As soon as the news was heard, the situation became tense.

Young Master Cheng looked at Cheng Ruhui and teased with a seemingly kind smile, "Second brother, I didn't expect that someone as dull as you, studying art, could actually attract Miss Fu's favor. You're really a man who makes a big splash and impresses my younger brother."

In Hong Kong, it is customary for daughters of wealthy families to study art to gild their reputations. Children from merchant families like theirs, even with an eldest brother as the legitimate "legitimate heir", would study business to prepare for a position in the family business. When Cheng Ruhui studied art, many people mocked him, both implicitly and implicitly.

They said that since he had no mother and no hope of inheriting the family fortune, he could only study art and take a small stake in the company to live a life of idleness. Some people disdainfully said that Cheng Ruhui was self-aware, while others said that he had allowed himself to fall into depravity.

Who would have known that a man like him could have established a connection with Miss Fu through a painting!

Miss Cheng, with a twinkle in her eyes, admired the set of brushes, paints, and drawing paper on the coffee table, ignoring her third brother's sour remarks. After all, she was the only daughter in the family, and while she wouldn't inherit the family fortune, her mother had been saving her a dowry since she was born. Plus, most of her mother's jewelry would eventually belong to her. Strictly speaking, the value of her dowry was no less than what her half-brothers would eventually receive.

She could only exclaim in amazement, "Indeed, this set of painting materials is not cheap. It was made by the Italian master Reinol. I remember it was sold at an auction a few years ago, and the asking price was over 30,000."

"Ms. Fu, you are so generous," said Young Master Cheng in a sour tone, "Second brother is so lucky."

Isn’t that a good life?

He had been an illegitimate child for more than ten years, and his biological mother remembered to send him back to the Cheng family before she died. Originally, the Cheng family only had two sons, him and his eldest brother. Now, as soon as he entered the family, he took over his position as the "Second Young Master". In the future, a share of the family property will be given to him, and he will get a share of wealth for free.

I thought I was being bullied by them overtly or covertly, so I had the self-awareness to give up studying business and switch to art. As a result, I was able to get in touch with Miss Fu because of this!

Young Master Cheng felt that the fire of jealousy was already burning in his heart.

Young Master Cheng acted like an elder brother, sipping the tea from his cup. After his brothers and sisters finished speaking, he slowly warned them, "Since Miss Fu values ​​you so much, you must paint well. Don't waste such good materials, and don't waste this rare opportunity."

As Young Master Cheng was speaking, his father stepped in. He had always valued his eldest son, so upon hearing this, he naturally supported him: "Your eldest brother is right. Since Ruhui is able to be associated with the Fu family, he should maintain it well, try to understand Miss Fu's preferences, and paint some paintings that she would like."

"If our factory can become one of the downstream manufacturers of the Fu Group, the scale of our business can be further expanded." Father Cheng looked at Cheng Ruhui kindly, "Ruhui, Dad believes you can do it."

Cheng Ruhui curled the corners of his lips and bowed his head in obedience as before, hiding the indifference and mockery in his eyes: "Dad, I will try my best."

This was the first time in the ten years since he came into this family that he felt the care and kindness from his father.

He would definitely work hard to survive and get the property that was rightfully his. Why did A Niang suffer so much because of her "father" but get nothing in return?

He will definitely get everything that A Niang can't take away legitimately!

As for my father, since my mother loved him so much and lived in pain for him, my father should have some sympathy. It doesn't matter, he will help my mother.

Cheng Ruhui looked at the painting materials on the coffee table, and a warm feeling arose in his cold heart.

Ms. Fu, that’s so nice.

She must have seen my predicament and sent her personal assistant to help me!

I am so lucky to meet Miss Fu in this life.

He will definitely paint this picture well so that he can see Miss Fu again. As long as he can talk to Miss Fu again, it will be enough.