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

"Miss?!!" When Tan Wu heard the sound of the car door opening, he went out and saw Fu Ziyan, wearing a camel-colored cashmere coat, stepping out of the car and standing in the courtyard.

He was surprised and delighted: "Why didn't you tell me beforehand when you came back? I could have sent a driver to pick you up!"

Fu Ziyan smiled with her eyes curved. "If I had told you in advance, there would be no surprise. I contacted Gong An in advance and asked him to pick me up at the airport. Is Dad not home?"

"My husband has gone to Shek O. I'll call him right away." Tan Wu smiled so hard that wrinkles appeared on his face. "Are you tired, Miss? I'll go to the kitchen and make you a bowl of stew."

Dad, are you going to Shek O so early this year?

Fu Ziyan waved her hand: "I'm not tired, don't call Dad, I'll go directly to Shek O."

She turned her head to look at the bodyguard who was carrying the luggage and ordered, "Except for the black suitcase, take out everything else from the trunk."

After saying that, he turned around and got back into the car.

Tan Wu watched the car exhaust drifting away in the wind at the end of his sight, still a little dazed.

He was still lamenting yesterday that this was the first time in so many years that the eldest daughter was not at home on New Year's Day. He lamented that the children of the past had grown up, and it was no wonder that they were so happy. He didn't expect...

Miss, you actually came back before New Year's Day!

Not only Tan Wu was surprised, Fu Mingzhang was also quite pleasantly surprised.

As soon as he saw Fu Ziyan, a smile appeared on his face: "Didn't you say you had to take care of some things in the United States? How come you came back so soon?"

Fu Qiyuan wasn't too surprised. He smiled when he saw his daughter. "Since you didn't talk to me on the phone last night, I thought Ti Ti must have done something naughty. I guessed it right."

Fu Ziyan laughed and ran to between her father and grandfather, linking their arms. Her beautiful eyes curved and her voice was sweet and sticky: "I missed Dad and Grandpa, so of course I had to rush back to celebrate the New Year with you~ Fortunately, I made it in time, otherwise we would have been separated for a whole year!"

"I heard your Uncle Sheng praising you on the phone this morning. He said you invested tens of millions of dollars in San Francisco in just a few days, and now San Francisco is full of teams looking to take advantage of you." Fu Qiyuan looked at his daughter with a smile. Although there was pride in his words, his eyes fell on his daughter's eyes, as if he wanted to see through the foundation to see if there were any dark circles covered under it.

"Uncle Sheng knew everything?" Fu Ziyan exclaimed. "New York and San Francisco are so far apart, how did the news get through in less than two days?"

Fu Qiyuan patted his daughter's head gently: "Did you stay up late to deal with work? You don't have to rush next time. Daddy is waiting for you at home, and he won't run away."

"Your father is right. It's just New Year's Day. It's more important for Titi to take care of herself." Fu Mingzhang looked at Fu Ziyan with a smile in his eyes. "Tell grandpa which projects Titi has invested in that she's optimistic about. She's invested tens of millions. Not bad, she's even better than your father was when he was young."

Fu Qiyuan looked at the old man helplessly.

This is not the way to praise your granddaughter!

"Dad, when I was eighteen, I was already on Wall Street with $50,000."

Fu Mingzhang had selective amnesia: "That's right. You only entered Wall Street with $50,000 to practice when you were 18 years old. Our Ti Ti dared to directly invest tens of millions of dollars. Ten million is not more than fifty thousand."

Fu Qiyuan: ...

Fu Ziyan laughed heartily, boasting without blushing: "Yeah, I just spend more than Dad, and I'm more courageous than Dad. That's what they call a disciple surpassing his master!"

The three of them chatted and laughed in the living room for a while before Fu Mingzhang urged Titi to eat some hot food and go upstairs to rest. "You've been flying in the sky for so long, you should be tired. Titi, get a good night's sleep. Your uncles and aunts will come over tonight, and there will be a lot of children, so it will be noisy all night."

This is true.

There were many children in the third and fifth uncles' families, and even teenagers around ten years old could read people's expressions. It was unclear whether the mothers of these cousins ​​had specifically taught them this, or whether Fu Ziyan's gentle smile was particularly appealing to the children.

In addition to her special leg pendant Yi Yi and Fu Zizi, who became a new friend during the summer vacation, Fu Ziyan was also accompanied by several younger brothers and sisters from her uncle's families at the family dinner.

This one asked her, "Sister Yanyan, how is your life as a student in the UK?"

The man asked her, "Sister Yanyan, I've also been learning about asset investment recently. I heard from my dad that the project you started when you were nine is now about to go public. Sister, you are amazing!"

"Cousin, I've recently taken a fancy to a soda brand and plan to invest in it. When can you give me some advice?"

Fu Ziyan was surrounded by everyone chattering, feeling helpless.

The adults who were watching the excitement from a distance actually thought it was fun.

"Yan Yan has grown up and has become the idol of these children."

"I remember Third Brother's son Zizhen is only nine years old. Is he planning to follow Yanyan's example and try investing?"

"..."

Fu Ziyan was annoyed by the children asking questions one after another. She looked up and saw her "lonely" cousin Fu Ziyi in the distance. She signaled him to come to the rescue with her eyes.

Fu Ziyi looked at his cousin's "lesson learned" and said that he would rather die than let his friend die. He smiled warmly and kindly at Fu Ziyan, but pretended that he didn't notice his cousin's hint.

Fu Ziyan was bullied by her cousin.

Seeing that there were so many people here, the two-year-old Zhouzhou from his uncle's house also directed the nanny who was originally taking care of him to come over here. After getting down from the nanny's arms, he took advantage of his small size and "squeezed" through the gap in the crowd to get in front of Fu Ziyan, grabbed Fu Ziyan's trouser leg, and "domineeringly" announced: "Yan Yan, this is my treasure! Don't grab it!"

Fu Ziyan smiled, leaned over and picked up little Zhou Zhou, teasing him: "When did sister become Zhou Zhou's?"

Xiao Zhouzhou frowned and corrected the mistake: "It's Yanyan, not sister!"

"Yan Yan sleeps with Bao, Bao's!"

Perhaps it was the inherent cognition of children. Since Xiao Zhouzhou was born, Fu Ziyan often visited him and occasionally played with toys with him. Xiao Zhouzhou probably heard his uncle and aunt call her Yanyan many times when he was an infant. Since he could speak, he only called her "Yanyan". If others called her sister, he would seriously correct them.

Fu Ziyan's eyes flashed with a smile: "Why does sleeping with Zhou Zhou mean he belongs to Zhou Zhou?"

"Dad said that Mom belongs to Dad, and they sleep together. Yanyan sleeps with Bao, so she belongs to Bao!"

Fu Ziyan was touched by Xiao Zhouzhou's cute logic. She chuckled and poked Xiao Zhouzhou's cheek: "Okay, okay, it's yours, but you should go to bed."

Xiao Zhouzhou pursed his lips and said seriously: "Yan Yan will accompany Bao."

"There are so many brothers and sisters here waiting for Yanyan?"

Xiao Zhouzhou put on a fierce expression, turned his head to look at the crowd surrounding Yanyan, and waved his lotus root arms: "Let's go! Yanyan, your treasure!"

Fu Ziyan laughed and called him "Little Bully": "Okay, Yanyan will coax you to sleep today."

The adult over there looked at Fu Zizhan teasingly: "Sixth brother, it seems that your little Zhou Zhou has captured Yan Yan's heart in one go and won first place."

"More than that! Zhou Zhou is small, but his logic is clear, and he even knows how to assert his sovereignty."

Fu Mingzhang was old, and he was in a very good mood when he saw his children and grandchildren enjoying each other's happiness, with a smile on his face.

*

When the New Year’s bell rings, it is New Year’s Day again.

1975 years!

Fu Ziyan looked up at the newly placed calendar and thought to herself: It’s almost time, there’s still a year left before the movement ends.

The next day, after bidding farewell to her grandfather, Fu Ziyan followed her father back to Taiping Mountain.

I don’t know if my friends are being kind, but as soon as Fu Ziyan got home, she started getting calls one after another.

First came Xi Qingqing. As expected, she'd learned a few lines from opera for fun when she was little, following her mother around. As soon as they'd confirmed their identities, she launched into a flurry of singing and dancing: "Yan Yan, I haven't seen you for half a year. Do you know how much I've missed you? Do you know how I spent my Christmas party without you this year?"

That singing voice is simply gifted.

Fu Ziyan was amazed and silently moved the receiver away. She didn't put it back to her ear until she felt the sound on the phone gradually died down.

"Yan Yan, can you hear me?" Perhaps because he hadn't heard Fu Ziyan's breathing for a long time, Xi Qingqing suspected that he had been disconnected.

These days, phone calls do get disconnected occasionally, but for people like them who live in the city, this rarely happens.

Fu Ziyan quickly spoke up, sparing no effort to praise him: "I can hear it! Qingqing, I think if you ever get tired of the wealthy life and want to run away from home, you can earn a living by singing opera and becoming a folk artist."

Xi Qingqing's breathing stopped for a moment, and he probably made up his mind before he said thank you: "Thank you for your affirmation of my strength."

Without waiting for Fu Ziyan's response, she quickly continued the previous topic: "Yanyan, it's been so long since we last met. When are you planning on coming out to play?"

Fu Ziyan laughed out loud and teased her, "If you want to ask me out, just say so. Why bother showing me your talents first?"

Xi Qingqing quickly changed her tone to that of a favored concubine: "Isn't this because I'm worried that Your Majesty will only see the smiles of the newcomers and not hear the cries of the old ones? If I want to win back Your Majesty's heart, I have no choice but to resort to this desperate measure!"

"There's no such thing as a newcomer. Imperial Concubine Xi has always been my favorite."

Concubine Xi persisted, "What about Welda? I heard that Concubine Lu, who was banished to the cold palace, was drinking in a bar until midnight the night she learned of your new relationship!"

Fu Ziyan: ...

"Princess Lu who was banished to the cold palace" has come out!

Qingqing's mouth is really poisonous.

"Lu Yan is in Cambridge, and you are in Hong Kong. How do you know so much?"

Xi Qingqing exclaimed, and began to share gossip with her, without caring about the fact that Fu Ziyan herself was the other protagonist of the gossip.

"You know Lu Xinyao, right? Lu Yan's cousin. She told me this herself at the Christmas party a few days ago. She was going to high school in the UK, and she was there to get used to the British environment. She happened to see Lu Yan, heartbroken, coming home drunk in the middle of the night. It was she who helped him get water and made him some hangover tea."

"Lu Xinyao said that this was the first time she had to take care of someone in her life. She finally made some hangover tea, but her cousin fell asleep on the sofa. Her efforts were all in vain."

Fu Ziyan was silent for a moment, then asked her, "Do many people know about this gossip?"

"At the moment, it's just Ningning, me, and you."

Fu Ziyan was even more confused: "So, when did your relationship with Lu Xinyao become good enough to chat about these gossips?"

Xi Qingqing chuckled: "We have to thank Ningning's brother for this. Young guys are good-looking and they attract girls."

Fu Ziyan pursed her lips, not knowing whether to sympathize with Lu Yan for having a sister who betrayed her brother, or to sigh that they had to eat the melon that betrayed their brother.

"Let's get back to the topic. Let's go to the old place tomorrow night~" After a pause, Xi Qingqing emphasized, "It's just the three of us. Don't worry, Lu Yan and Su Tunan won't come."

"okay, I get it."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Ziyan lowered her eyes and sighed.

Xi Qingqing said that she was sharing gossip with her, but in fact she was also subtly reminding her - you haven't completely let go of your ex-boyfriend!

After sighing, Fu Ziyan put the matter behind her. She had already let it go, so she couldn't interfere with Lu Yan's mood. After breaking up, they should return to their original friendship, otherwise the jealous Welda would make a scene.

Just as I was thinking about Wilda, his phone call came.

"Happy New Year, Selene!"

Fu Ziyan chuckled: "Happy New Year, Wilda~"

"I called you at 12 o'clock sharp, but you didn't answer. It's such a pity. I wanted to invite you to New Year's Eve."

"I stayed at my grandfather's house last night and just got home. Besides, I celebrated Chinese New Year last night. We have an eight-hour time difference, Wilda. Are you stupid?"

Listening to the laughter and coquettishness on the other end of the phone, there was obviously nothing funny, but Wilda's lips and eyebrows were full of smiles: "I am stupid, but I just want to hear your voice in my ears during New Year's Eve."

"Sound? Is breathing sound okay?" Fu Ziyan puffed out her lips and blew air into the microphone with a smile.

Wilda also quieted down for a moment, with a smile in the corner of his eyes as he listened carefully to the breathing sound on the phone. When Fu Ziyan got tired of talking, he smiled and said, "Selene, you are so cute!"

Young lovers can talk about any topic with smiles on their faces and pink bubbles all over their bodies.

The content is meaningless, but it can make you happy.

Even after ending the call and answering the next one, the smile on Fu Ziyan's eyes had not faded.

The voice with the sweet smile was very different from the voice she usually used when answering the phone, and it was easy to distinguish. Gu Anning teased, "Yan Yan, who were you talking to just now? I called you three times, and they were all busy! I clearly ended the call with you early this morning, didn't I?"

Fu Ziyan followed her teasing and said, "Who else could it be? Of course it's my Welda. Ningning, are you envious?"

Gu Anning: ...

Instead of teasing, he was stabbed. Gu An Ning begged for mercy: "I'm envious. I understand. Yanyan, your offensive power has improved recently. A single person like me can't handle it."

Fu Ziyan laughed out loud: "I won't tease you anymore, Ningning, happy new year!"

The two were about to joke around a bit when there was a knock on the door: "Miss."

Fu Ziyan reluctantly ended the call: "I have some things to deal with. Let's talk tomorrow night."

"Okay, okay, busy people, go get busy."

It was Meng Tiao who knocked on the door. After Fu Ziyan responded, she walked in with a stack of documents. "Miss, these are the financial reports and work progress for this quarter."

Fu Ziyan nodded: "You can go home after you put it down. Today is New Year's Day and I can't force you to work overtime. I brought some gifts back, you can ask Uncle Tan for them."

She's not a landlord who exploits farmhands, but Meng Tiao is a bit too dedicated.

"Okay, thank you, Miss." Watching Fu Ziyan pick up the documents and start looking through them, Meng Tiao quietly left the study.

Fu Ziyan had become accustomed to reading documents and reports, and her speed in flipping through them was much faster than before. After finishing one, she would move on to the next.

Time just passes slowly.

She has some understanding of the recent operating conditions of several companies.

Chunhe Trading, which received investment during the summer vacation, is back on track, with profits of nearly HK$30 this quarter, which is quite good. Yihuan Toy Company...