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

Although she had graduated, Fu Qiyuan was not in a hurry to urge his daughter to go to work at Yuanxi Hotel when she returned to Hong Kong for the Spring Festival. Life in the old house was very comfortable. After breakfast, she played the piano and played with the cat.

In the courtyard, under the warm winter sun, a rocking chair swayed in the gentle breeze. Kitten Jiqing nestled obediently on Fu Ziyan's body, letting her owner stroke her fur.

Fu Ziyi, who came to visit his grandfather, happened to see it and was so envious that his whole body turned sour.

"Yan Yan, why are you so idle?"

"Is it appropriate for young people to live an old life?"

Fu Ziyan opened her half-closed eyes, knowing that someone was being extremely jealous, and said with a good-natured smile, "Of course it's appropriate. Life is all about relaxation and connection. Who would be so busy during the New Year?"

It's the end of the year, peak season for cases, and the Department of Justice is incredibly busy. Yet, Fu Ziyi still has to find time to help his unreliable parents collect rent while they're traveling:...

The acid gas goes straight to the sky!

"Aren't you going to work after graduation?" Fu Ziyi smiled harmlessly. "If you don't want to work at Fu's or your second uncle's company, you can come to the Department of Justice and I'll take you there."

Fu Ziyan sat up lazily and glanced at him with a smile: "You really are Sima Zhao's intention, and everyone knows it. Brother Yi, do you think I'm stupid?"

She just said to Xiao Yiyi yesterday, "I'm getting wet in the rain, so don't even think about holding an umbrella for me." Wow, things have changed!

Fu Ziyi chuckled and skipped the topic: "I'm going to play chess with grandpa, will Yanyan come with me?"

"Come."

Fu Ziyi was really busy. It was a rare weekend for him to rest. He came to Shek O to visit his grandfather in the morning. After lunch, he took a short rest and stood up to say goodbye: "Grandpa, I still have to deal with property rental matters this afternoon. I'll leave now. I'll come to see you next time."

Fu Mingzhang was not surprised, he waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go ahead."

Before Fu Ziyi took two steps, a voice came from the spiral staircase.

"Brother Yi, are you going to Central? Let's go together~"

He looked up at the sound and saw Fu Ziyan walking down the stairs.

She was wearing a white wool straight skirt and a light Klein blue coat. The iris pearl brooch on her chest was particularly eye-catching. The sound of her pointed thick-heeled boots hitting the stairs was particularly pleasant and crisp, but none of this could compare to the brilliant smile on her lips.

Fu Ziyi stopped and asked in surprise: "Yan Yan is going out too?"

Fu Ziyan tilted her head and smiled helplessly: "What's with that expression? I don't just eat and sleep at home all day. I also have things to do!"

Most people in Hong Kong speak Cantonese and English, but the Fu family is from Shanghai, so the common language used in their old house in Shek O is still mostly Shanghainese.

Fu Ziyi raised his eyebrows and smiled, his tone drawn out: "Oh~"

This little teasing had no killing power on Fu Ziyan, who was used to playing around. As she spoke, she had already walked in front of Fu Ziyi and raised her hand to punch him: "Together?"

Fu Ziyi hissed, his tone weak: "My sister invited me, how dare I refuse."

Fu Ziyan smiled as she watched him pretending to be serious. With just a light punch, Fu Ziyi looked like he was about to be seriously injured.

So, Fu Ziyan threw another punch symmetrically.

I didn't mean anything else, I just wanted to see my cousin rubbing his injuries with his arms crossed.

It must be funny!

Fu Ziyi: ...

Ignoring Fu Ziyi's frail and broken face, filled with disbelief as if to say, "Give me back my gentle and lovely sister," Fu Ziyan took two steps forward, waved goodbye to her grandfather, then turned around and laughed at him with a bright smile: "Your acting is terrible. I suggest you go to the set for some training~"

Fu Ziyi was silent for a moment, then said thoughtfully, "Yan Yan, your major in college is actually about arguing with people, right?"

Fu Ziyan walked out, nodding seriously: "You're right, my most outstanding classroom performance was when I kicked the professor out of the classroom."

Fu Ziyi praised: "I have indeed learned the essence."

"Of course not! I'm an outstanding graduate!"

"As expected of me, I guessed it right!"

Fu Ziyan cupped her hands: "I admire you so much~"

"Hey~" Fu Ziyi smiled and waved his hand modestly, "Keep a low profile!"

Fu Mingzhang, who was wearing glasses and reading a magazine in the living room, listened to the laughter of the two siblings gradually fading away. He shook his head helplessly, but the smile lines at the corners of his eyes did not disappear.

*

When Fu Ziyan arrived at Xinmeng Publishing House, Fu Qiwen had already arrived and was looking through the book list and the corresponding sales volume. The editor-in-chief Xu Shouhe, who was sitting opposite her, would occasionally introduce the book.

Amidst the constant "Good afternoon, boss" calls, Fu Ziyan walked into the office area. Before she even stepped into the reception room, a young boy suddenly jumped out from the leisure bar on the side.

"Sister Yanyan!"

Fu Ziyan's eyebrows twitched, a little surprised: "Yiyi? Why are you here?"

Fu Chengyi raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly, "I knew Mom was coming to see my sister, so I tried my best, coaxing her into taking me with her. I finally got to see my sister!"

The corners of Fu Ziyan's lips twitched.

It sounds like he has gone through 81 trials and tribulations.

She curved her lips and smiled, reminding a child who was performing a sad play: "I remember, we just met yesterday."

"What's wrong?" Fu Chengyi frowned and vowed, "Sister, you have to believe in my love for you. I can't help myself even if we're apart for a moment!"

Fu Ziyan: Old man on the subway looking at his phone.jpg.

"Yiyi, what romantic dramas have you been watching recently? You're too immersed in them! Listen to your sister, the most important thing you should do now is to quit watching these TV series."

Fu Chengyi quickly put away the exaggerated expression on his face and said seriously, "Sister, I'm super obedient. Look at me changing in a second. Isn't it very obedient?"

Tsk~

She had used this trick with her father eight hundred years ago!

Fu Ziyan's face was full of understanding: "Just tell me, what do you want to ask me for?"

Fu Chengyi cleared his throat and said, "Sis doesn't manage the publishing house, so she won't be able to talk to mom for long. Come with me to the arcade later~"

"Why don't you just ask your bodyguard to accompany you if you want to go?" Fu Ziyan looked doubtful.

Although Fu Chengyi is still a child, he has bodyguards accompanying him wherever he goes. When he was in the first grade, he could go to the street alone with his bodyguards to buy gifts for his family. Now he is in the fourth grade, and he doesn't need to bother to persuade her to accompany him just to go to the video game arcade.

"My friend and I agreed to bring my sister to show him," Fu Chengyi pouted pitifully and cutely, shaking her arm, "Sister, the best and most beautiful sister in the world, please accompany me~"

Children's competitive spirit~

Fu Ziyan softened in the face of repeated "best" and "most beautiful" calls.

"Okay, I'll go with you after I finish talking to your mother about business. The time is uncertain."

Fu Chengyi quickly gave an "OK" sign and smiled brightly: "Okay, thank you, sister. I knew you were the best sister in the world. My friend has already left for the arcade, and he won't leave without us. He definitely won't miss it!"

Just as Fu Chengyi expected, Fu Ziyan left the scene shortly after the conversation began, leaving Fu Qiwen and editor-in-chief Xu Shouhe to continue discussing the details of the cooperation.

After several years of development, the layout and equipment of video game arcades in Hong Kong have become better and better, and correspondingly, the people are also noisy.

Fu Chengyi was still looking around for his friends when Fu Ziyan heard someone calling her first.

"Ms. Fu." Her voice was low and mellow, like the Swiss custom chocolate she liked to eat.

Fu Ziyan looked up at the sound.

She hadn't expected that just by casually agreeing to her cousin's invitation to go out and satisfy his desire to show off, she would actually meet...