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

There are indeed many good things in Fu Ziyan's small warehouse. Some are exquisite jewelry and toys, and some are gifts from others that she has not used yet. There are no cheap items in the small warehouse, but there are no particularly valuable treasures either. Those with great collection value have long been sorted into the underground safe that was built when the big house was first built.

Fu Zishu, the ten-year-old cousin from my fifth uncle's family, exclaimed "Wow" as soon as she entered the warehouse.

"Sister Yanyan, you are so rich!"

Fu Ziyan was silent for a moment. What Xiao Zishu said really didn't sound like the daughter of a wealthy family.

She did not forget that when her grandfather divided the family property, little Zishu, who was only three years old, became a wealthy woman with two million US dollars, a building and a shop to her name.

How many people in Hong Kong would shed tears when Fu Zishu said that he was poor!

Before Fu Ziyan could say anything, Fu Zishu was already walking around the cabinet in a half circle, chattering non-stop...

“This wind chime is so beautiful!”

Fu Ziyan followed her sigh and glanced at it. It seemed like the wind chime had been made when she was eight or nine. Once, when the purple jade flower bloomed, she had the urge to make a butterfly wind chime, and her father contacted Luo Xu to carve it for her. She had indeed liked it for a long time, but she got tired of looking at it every day, so Ah Hong eventually put it away in the small storeroom.

To be honest, Luo Xu's craftsmanship is indeed remarkable. After more than a decade, the violet butterfly still has a lustrous and translucent luster. This is certainly due to the servants' frequent cleaning and maintenance, but more importantly, it is due to Luo Xu's superb skills.

"Is this cloisonné? It's so beautiful! I think I saw one at Sister Ruoruo's before, exactly the same one. Was that also a gift from Sister Yanyan?"

Before Fu Ziyan could even reply, Xiao Zishu exclaimed, "Huh? Sister Yanyan, you actually have a fake flower in your collection. But it looks really nice with the gemstones!"

Fu Ziyan: ...

This is the first time I found that this little cousin is actually quite lively. It seems that she has really been studying in the UK for four years and is not very familiar with the other children at home. Why do I have the impression that this child is quite shy?

She looked in the direction Fu Zishu was pointing and saw a velvet flower made of silk velvet strips and 24K gold thread, embellished with light-colored gemstones. She explained, "This is the Nanjing Velvet Flower Crown. It inherits the "Palace Flower" craftsmanship of the Tang Dynasty. It has more than 20 steps to make and is very complicated. It is known for its exquisite craftsmanship."

Fu Ziyan remembered that this flower was a birthday gift from Su Tunan. Although she never really used it, the flower was quite delicate, and she didn't want to just give it away, so she kept it until now.

In the past few years, she has received many gifts on birthdays, Christmas and other holidays. She would keep the novel and interesting ones, and give some of the common gifts given as a routine to the maids who take care of her or her assistant secretaries and middle and senior employees, and give the rest as routine gifts.

After all, these customary gifts were just a formality to express affection during the holidays, and they were usually either designer lipsticks, perfumes, or basic bags—these were the best-known items. She had skincare products customized for her skin type, so she never needed them. And as a sophisticated lady who needed to clean her closet regularly, how could she not have those basic bags?

The thought flashed through my mind for only a moment before I heard Fu Zishu exclaim "Wow!" again.

As if one after another, Fu Chengyi also exclaimed "Wow", and the surprise in his voice lingered throughout the warehouse: "Sister Yanyan, you actually have a collector's edition Lego race car here!"

"What a beautiful pearl cat!"

That was a souvenir toy I brought for Jiqing, but unfortunately that noble cat didn't like it.

"This is a diamond painting. Did Sister Yanyan make it herself?"

"Wow..."

Fu Ziyan's small warehouse has become a treasure hunting paradise for these younger brothers and sisters, with exclamations of surprise coming one after another.

Only the six-year-old little boss Shen Yuchu seemed out of place, forming a sharp contrast with the others who were crying loudly.

When Fu Ziyan turned around, she saw Shen Yuchu standing obediently by the wall, with a calm expression of "it has nothing to do with me" on his face. When he saw Fu Ziyan turn her head to look at him, he would nod slightly.

Sometimes the gap between people is really huge.

What was she doing at six?

In her previous life, she must have been playing house with a rag doll. In this life... Fu Ziyan lowered her eyes and reminisced for a moment. She cherished the opportunity to relive her childhood. When she was six years old, she seemed to often drag her neighborhood friends to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy popsicles and snacks.

Perhaps as people grow older, they will always recall the past inadvertently. Fu Ziyan is no exception. For a moment, she felt melancholy.

She sighed that life's circumstances were indeed amazing. At the very beginning, she just wanted to be the only girl in Shanghai at that time. Who could have imagined that she would reach another watershed after she was eight years old?

She thought she would become an orphan, struggling alone in Hong Kong, but she unexpectedly married into the Fu family, where she received her father's love and careful nurturing. She has grown up to this day...

But the experiences she had gained over the years and the magnificent scenery she had seen soon interrupted her melancholy.

She is Fu Ziyan!

She's a wealthy young lady in Hong Kong, a reckless champion on the racetrack, and an elite returnee who completed both a bachelor's and a master's degree...

These emotions that are useless in the present and future should be swept into the emotional trash can. She should not regret the past, but look to the future with hope.

"Aunt Yan?" Shen Yuchu raised his eyes, with confusion in his eyes. He always felt that Aunt Yan's mood was a little strange at that moment.

Fu Ziyan smiled with her lips curved: "What's wrong with Yuchu? Do you want to come over and choose together?"

Shen Yuchu pursed his lips and shook his head, refusing on principle: "My uncles didn't get any New Year's red envelopes, so Aunt Yan gave them New Year's gifts. I've already received my New Year's money."

Although she had sorted herself out, Fu Ziyan no longer had any interest in visiting the warehouse. Knowing that her younger brothers and sisters were in high spirits, Fu Ziyan did not disturb them. She left Ah Hong to accompany her and introduced her to others before heading towards the tea room.

Her voice was as gentle as ever: "Since Yu Chu is not picky, then Aunt Yan will take you to the living room to sit down."

The children who were still crying loudly obviously did not need Fu Ziyan's company. They were dazzled by the interesting treasures and were able to enjoy themselves.

"Thank you, Aunt Yan. I will obey your command."

Fu Ziyan's lips twitched, and she didn't know whether to say that the child had a rich vocabulary, or to complain that he spoke with a strong BKing-like tone at such a young age.

Then Fu Ziyan suddenly thought with embarrassment that when she first came to Hong Kong, because she had no parents and was alone, in order to prevent being looked down upon by adults, it seemed that she might have spoken in the same BKing tone at that time.

erm...

Wasn't her father secretly laughing at her at that time? ! !

As Fu Ziyan walked towards the living room, she was still thinking about what to talk to Shen Yuchu about. Although the child was only six years old, she couldn't really talk to him as if he was a six-year-old.

Soon Fu Ziyan found that she didn't have to worry anymore because Xi Qingqing had arrived.