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

The sky was clear and blue. In a silver-white helicopter, young men and women wearing customized skydiving suits, with harnesses on their shoulders, their eyes shining, were chatting happily.

"Selene, are you scared?"

"Of course not! Wilda, if you're scared, just watch me land~"

"If you're not afraid, then of course I won't be either. Selene, don't underestimate me." After a pause, he asked, "Are you sure you don't want me to jump first?"

"It doesn't matter who jumps first. I won the last competition, so I'll go first this time~"

"..."

The bodyguard behind him frowned, wanting to speak but hesitant. Finally, he couldn't help but speak: "Miss, skydiving is not yet mature enough. Why don't you try something else? If the master knew, he would definitely be worried."

The girl's eyebrows flew up, and she smiled and waved her hands: "As long as you don't tell me, Dad will naturally not know."

He turned to look at the bodyguard with a burning gaze: "Or are you going to snitch?"

The bodyguard pursed his lips, clenching and unclenching his fists. As bodyguards, they still had some professional ethics. Their employer was the young lady, and if the young lady forbade them from telling anyone, then they naturally couldn't say anything. "No, no, of course we'll listen to the young lady."

Fu Ziyan nodded in satisfaction, her hair swaying slightly in the oxygen mask as she moved. "That's good. Don't worry, we have investigated in advance. There will be no danger."

After turning around and discussing with the coach and the boy for a few more words and checking the safety equipment, the girl turned around and opened the cabin door.

Outside the cabin, the clouds shattered into pale cotton wool. The girl clung to the cabin wall and jumped out neatly following the last tone of the safety instructor's "3, 2, 1".

Gravity failed in an instant, and she fell rapidly like dust. All the screams were suppressed in her chest until the moment the parachute opened. All the previous chaos seemed to be paused. The wild wind was no longer as swift as a knife. The quiet sky was filled with only the deafening sound of the heartbeat like a drum.

There was a sweet and fishy taste in her throat, and the change in air pressure during the dive caused tinnitus. Fu Ziyan didn't care about these easily felt discomforts. A smile was steaming at the corners of her lips. At this moment, she seemed to have really turned into a free-flying eagle, wandering with the wind, with the breath of freedom all around her.

But her smile quickly froze on her face.

A flock of black birds suddenly rushed out from nowhere, as if tearing through the clouds and rushing towards her. By the time she suddenly reacted, the left wing of the main parachute had already opened a saw-shaped crack.

The feeling of weightlessness came over me again.

The people following and observing on the helicopter immediately realized something was wrong, and Wilda screamed, "Selene!"

......

On the large light grey bed, Fu Qiyuan suddenly opened his eyes, and the crystal chandelier appeared on his retina. He felt his heart beating violently, frowned, took a deep breath to calm himself for a moment, and pressed the intercom phone beside the bed.

The butler Tan Wu's respectful voice soon rang out: "Sir."

"Call the UK and ask about the young lady's schedule for the next few days. Also, check today's flight. I'm going to London."

Tan Wu was a little surprised. Why did a gentleman of no age suddenly want to go to England to find the young lady? However, he did not question the gentleman's request and responded respectfully, "Yes, sir. Then I will pack your luggage for you now?"

Fu Qiyuan's heartbeat had gradually calmed down, but his brows were still furrowed. "Okay, pack a few more sets. I'm going to stay for a few days."

"Call Guan Zaizhou and tell him to come over."

When Guan Zaizhou arrived at the Fu residence, he could sense a subtle shift in the atmosphere from the servants' expressions and gestures. Ever since the eldest daughter returned home ten years ago, the atmosphere at the Fu residence had generally been cheerful, but today it seemed a bit solemn.

The servant's attitude and actions are sometimes a reflection of the master's emotions.

"Assistant Guan, the master is in the study."

Guan Zaizhou's expression froze, and he didn't dare to delay and walked quickly towards the study.

He was still wondering why the gentleman who did morning exercises at this time every day was in the study today. It seemed that something really happened.

When Guan Zaizhou knocked on the door, he heard the same calm and concise "Come in" as usual. After pushing the door open, he saw the teacher practicing calligraphy with a brush.

Practicing calligraphy can soothe your mind and cultivate your character, and it is also a good tool to calm your emotions.

Guan Zaizhou collected his thoughts and stood still: "Sir."

Fu Qiyuan didn't look at him. He continued writing until he finished the last character before putting down his pen. He spoke again, as calmly as ever: "I'm going to England to see Titi. All departments should continue to handle company matters as usual these days. If there's anything urgent, call me."

Guan Zaizhou was surprised.

The gentleman's sudden mood was caused by the eldest lady.

Although the eldest daughter still has the playful and mischievous characteristics of a young child, she is calm and reasonable in handling official business. Guan Zaizhou does not think that the eldest daughter will cause any big trouble.

But now sir is in such a hurry to go to England, could it be that the eldest daughter is injured?

"Yes, sir." Guan Zaizhou responded respectfully, hesitating for a moment before speaking, "Did something happen to the young lady?"

As an assistant, his job principle is to follow the boss's instructions. When his boss is in a bad mood, he should just quietly take on the tasks assigned by his boss. However, the eldest lady was also raised by him. Guan Zaizhou hesitated for a moment but still couldn't help asking.

Fu Qiyuan had already been briefed on Titi's recent schedule. He knew she'd met a friend in England who would accompany her on a racing trip, and two weeks earlier, she'd taken a friend on vacation to Courchevel, France. Besides attending school, attending an afternoon tea party, arranging the opening of the Yuanxi Hotel, and attending a campus charity event, she'd also reserved Sunday for her assistant to schedule.

As for what they'd be doing on Sunday, the British housekeeper simply said he didn't know. However, when asked about Titi's recent hobbies, he mentioned, "But the young lady seems to have taken an interest in birds these past few days. She bought a few bird statues to decorate the house, and also brought back two discs on bird activity research."

Ever since that dream he was a character in a book, and that the wealth he had built up in the first half of his life was all inherited by the protagonist, Fu Qiyuan has never had another dream. Back then, he was able to escape the plot and break the deadlock thanks to Ti Ti, but now he dreams of Ti Ti getting into trouble. Fu Qiyuan doesn't think it was just a simple dream.

He most likely had a prophetic warning dream.

Fu Qiyuan felt his heart ache when he thought that if he didn't stop it, Titi, the girl he raised and who loved to laugh and make noises, would encounter an accident while skydiving.

The emotions that had just calmed down during calligraphy practice gradually surfaced again. His voice was low and cold: "It's okay now, but if I don't go, it may not be the same."

Guan Zaizhou's eyebrows twitched.

What dangerous thing is the young lady doing?

Hiss, the gentleman's aura looks even more terrifying than when the eldest daughter ran away from home.

"Don't worry, sir. I will handle the company's affairs for you." Guan Zaizhou felt that the young lady was on her own. This time, no matter whether she called him Brother Guan or Uncle Guan, he couldn't help.