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

After the National Day ceremony, Fu Qiyuan was not idle. He either went to Yingtai to meet people to discuss things or had appointments with people.

Unlike her father Fu Qiyuan, who has a special status in Hong Kong and can be regarded as a top businessman, Fu Ziyan was very free after finishing her important trip. Holding the idea that she could not "waste" time since she was already in the capital, she went around looking for fun.

As soon as she heard that there were hot springs in Mentougou, Fu Ziyan immediately asked the guard to arrange a car to accompany her.

Unless it involves major issues, Fu Qiyuan has always indulged his daughter. The superiors acquiesce to this because of Fu Qiyuan's contributions, and guard Chen Mingyi naturally has no objection.

His job is to protect the personal safety of this young lady from Hong Kong. Miss Fu can go wherever she wants to visit and have fun as long as the rules allow.

But Chen Mingyi never expected that this young lady actually had the attributes of a "naughty girl" in her bones.

Not long ago, he said he wanted to go take a hot spring bath. Not long after, when we passed the National Culture Palace, someone suddenly shouted to stop the car. I took him into the National Culture Palace to buy a bow and arrow.

The person in charge of the special merchandise sales point knew they couldn't be offended when he saw the two men's clothes and their impressive appearance, so he politely refused: "Comrade, bows and arrows are regulated. According to regulations, you need to provide proof of your ethnic identity before you can buy them."

Fu Ziyan turned and looked at Chen Mingyi calmly.

She knew that in order to protect overseas Chinese in Hong Kong and Macao, her guards carried relevant certification documents with them. Buying a bow and arrow was completely possible with the privileges granted to foreign guests.

"Ms. Fu." Chen Mingyi hesitated and thought about how to persuade Miss Fu without offending anyone.

Fu Ziyan still had a polite smile on her lips, and frowned slightly, wondering, "Isn't it possible?"

Chen Mingyi was silent for a moment. Theoretically, it was possible, but this information was used to protect foreign guests from being attacked and treated rudely. Who told you to use it this way?!

In the end, he compromised. He could feel his leader's "tolerance" towards Miss Fu.

"can."

Chen Mingyi took out the relevant documents and handed them to the salesperson in charge for review, and told him: "Please complete the registration and filing."

"Of course," the person in charge said cheerfully, and then began to introduce Fu Ziyan to several bows and arrows in stock: "Ms. Fu, the bows and arrows we have here are..."

Fu Ziyan picked up a light bow and arrow at random, bought some armor and a backpack that might be useful, and then simply paid with foreign exchange coupons and left.

Chen Mingyi had always followed orders in the military camp and kept to himself. In theory, Miss Fu was now his protector and a superior, but...

After getting in the car, he still asked, "Miss Fu, don't you want to go to the hot springs?"

"Yeah, isn't it? We'll pass Xishan on our way to Mentougou." Fu Ziyan, who had been looking out the window at the cityscape, politely turned to look at him, her tone as natural as if they were discussing what to eat later. "It's still early, so I can go hunt a rabbit in the mountains first to supplement my lunch, and then go to the hot springs in the afternoon."

Chen Mingyi's heart finally died, and the emotions on his face were visibly confused for a moment.

Isn’t it said that Miss Fu is a famous young lady in Hong Kong? Isn’t it said that this person is the heir trained by Mr. Fu? How come... it is like this?

Shouldn't the daughter of a wealthy family be a quiet and gentle lady? No matter how you look at it, Miss Fu is quite the "daughter of a rich man". Following her around these days, I can see that she behaves well and has the air of an heir.

But why did it suddenly become like this?

If he hadn't been following Miss Fu all the time, he would have suspected that the item had been switched!

Fu Ziyan could probably guess Chen Mingyi's psychological activities, but she had no intention of maintaining her "lady" persona for the time being.

No one is perfect. People who are too perfect can easily make people wary. Only some flaws can make people feel at ease.

Anyway, the senior officials in mainland China have seen her information, and my father had a good talk with the senior officials...Fu Ziyan simply didn't hide her personality.

Now that she's here, she wants to play!

"Why? Can't we hunt?"

Ordinary people are of course forbidden to hunt, but Miss Fu has the privilege of being a foreign guest. Chen Mingyi nodded heavily: "You can hunt, but there are wild boars on the West Mountain. It will be dangerous for me to protect you alone."

"You can do it." Fu Ziyan's tone was calm and firm, and she glanced at Chen Mingyi's waist with a smile.

How can a guard not have a gun?

Chen Mingyi's expression gradually returned to calm, but he began to curse in his heart.

He treated this protection mission as a vacation, and thought it would just mean accompanying foreign guests shopping and climbing the Great Wall. Who knew the mission would suddenly become more difficult and they would even have to go hunting in the Western Hills!

Miss Fu is such a spoiled young lady, what is she hunting for?

Don't end up spraining your ankle on the mountain and having to get materials on the spot to make a stretcher.

Then...Chen Mingyi found himself slapped in the face.

Not to mention her amazing ability to shoot an arrow through a hundred paces away, but this young lady actually knows how to bend the bow and shoot arrows. The key is that her hearing and eyesight are better than those of ordinary people. She is simply a natural archer.

And she could even walk such a long distance, totally unlike his stereotype of a rich lady!

Fu Ziyan noticed Chen Mingyi's "review of her with new eyes" and hummed proudly in her heart: She is no longer the climbing novice she was at the age of fifteen. After experiencing extreme sports in recent years, especially climbing Mount Kilimanjaro in Africa last year, she is now incredibly strong!

Feeling the weight of the rabbit and chicken in the backpack, Chen Mingyi was amazed and relieved at the same time. They said they were ingredients for lunch, so these two would definitely be enough. It was time for Miss Fu to go down the mountain.

"Ms. Fu is amazing. These two are enough for our lunch, right?"

The intention to persuade him to leave was not concealed at all.

Fu Ziyan didn't say anything, staring at the pheasants under the tree in the distance, her eyes slightly narrowed.

At that moment, he drew out a long arrow with his backhand, drew his bow, and shot. The arrow pierced the air with a whistling sound, and the pheasant fell to the ground.

Chen Mingyi opened his mouth and finally uttered three words: "Miss Fu?"

Oh my god, there are indeed wild animals on the West Mountain, but because there are soldiers stationed nearby, people come to hunt one from time to time. In fact, these wild animals are very smart, and they usually have to spend a lot of time to find them. How come Miss Fu is so lucky!

Fu Ziyan picked up the pheasant with joy, looked back and smiled: "Well, what's wrong?"

"We should leave. The mountains are not safe."

"Okay."

Chen Mingyi breathed a sigh of relief. This time he could really leave.

As it turned out, champagne cannot be opened halfway, and Chen Mingyi was too early to relax.

"There seems to be a village downstairs. I might as well ask the villagers to help me make lunch." Fu Ziyan had an idea and decided to go to the villagers' home for a "farmhouse" meal.

We are out hunting, so of course we have to eat something different~

Chen Mingyi did not refute. No matter what, it was good that Miss Fu was willing to come down the mountain.

As a result, before reaching the village entrance, Fu Ziyan met a little girl with pigtails who had red eyes and a frightened look. She was running forward in a hurry and happened to be tripped by a small stone and fell not far in front of her.

But she didn't care about the wound. The little girl got up and continued running, as if she couldn't stop for a moment. If she was slower, the sky would fall.

Fu Ziyan felt a little reluctant. No matter in her past life or present life, she always remembered in her heart "Respect the old and the young, and respect the old and the young of others." Seeing this scene, she subconsciously wanted to help: "Little boy, do you need help?"

The little girl didn't stop, gathering her strength to continue running forward, but the voice carried into her ears on the wind, "My mother had a difficult delivery. There are no cars in the village. I want to go to the military uncle's station to borrow a car. I don't want my mother to die."

She had seen the base by chance when she was playing with her friends. There were soldiers there and there must be cars. This was her mother's only chance.

"I don't want my mother to die!" The childish voice makes people want to cry.

Fu Ziyan felt a pang of sadness. When she lost her adoptive mother, she was only a little older than the little girl, but she had no chance to ask for help. When she saw her adoptive mother again, she was already gone.

Without giving it much thought, Fu Ziyan had already picked up the stubborn and panicked little girl and said, "You're running too slowly. I'll take you. You can show me the way to the base."

"Thank you sister."

Chen Mingyi stepped forward to stop her: "Ms. Fu, you cannot go to the military control area without permission." Ordinary people are not allowed to do so, let alone Miss Fu who is a foreign guest.

"Didn't you hear her say her mother had a difficult labor? It was a life-threatening situation." Fu Ziyan frowned, a rare absence of a smile on her face. "Or you could run as fast as you can back to the other side of the mountain and drive over here."

Chen Mingyi hesitated. He'd been training for years, so running back and driving back wouldn't be difficult. However, his mission was to stay with Miss Fu and prevent her from accessing sensitive information. This trip would take at least half an hour. If anything happened to Miss Fu during that half hour...

"You have to decide quickly. Either accompany me to the base to borrow a car, or run back and drive."

"I..." After all, human life is at stake. Chen Mingyi was just about to run back to drive when a car suddenly appeared in sight on the road they were on.

It’s the base’s material transport vehicle!

Chen Mingyi's eyes lit up, it seemed that this difficult problem could be easily solved. He saw Fu Ziyan beside him had already run up to stop the car, and he hurried to catch up.

The driver's window rolled down, and the little girl was very alert. She spoke before Fu Ziyan and Chen Mingyi could say anything: "Uncle soldier, my mother is having a difficult birth. Could you please save her and take her to the hospital?"

"This..." The driver was a bit embarrassed. Even if he was transporting ordinary supplies, stopping midway to send someone off was against regulations. "We'll be at the base soon. I'll drop off the supplies first, report to the leader, and then come back to send your mother off, okay?"

The young girl didn't know that "writing a report" was related to efficiency. She just thought her mother was saved and was busy trying to express her gratitude when she heard a scolding voice from the direction she was running towards.

"Daya, stop messing around!"