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

By the time the cruise ship returned to the dock, the moon was already at its highest point in the sky.

Fu Ziyan walked out of the deck with her friends with a smile. They were jokingly saying, "Ningning, please organize a party some other day and bring your boyfriend so we can meet him." When they looked up, they saw that their personal assistant Yuki was already waiting for them at the dock with her bodyguards and driver.

The curve of her lips dropped slightly.

This assistant is mainly responsible for coordinating with Ahong to handle her daily affairs. Mu Mu stayed with her at this cruise dinner, so there was no possibility of changing shifts. It seemed that something happened at home.

Gu An Ning responded with a smile: "Okay, I'll organize a party someday and bring my boyfriend to show you guys. He's really handsome."

Fu Ziyan tilted her head and said goodbye gently: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first. See you another day."

"Okay, Yanyan, goodbye."

"See you later, Selene~"

Seeing that the eldest lady had finished socializing, Yuki quickly stepped forward and whispered, "Miss, Jiqing is old enough, you should go back and take care of her."

Fu Ziyan was stunned for a moment, her mind flashing back to the time when she first brought Jiqing home, tiny, soft, and meowing. From eight to twenty-two, fourteen years had flown by in a flash...

She closed her eyes.

"go home."

The tone was unexpectedly calm.

Yuki thought the young lady would be surprised and sad. After all, this was the kitten that grew up with her. She even prepared ice packs for the kitten's eyes in the car.

But she just sat quietly in the car with her eyes closed, not saying a word.

Yuki hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to share Jiqing's condition with the young lady. After a long pause, she whispered, "The medical team examined Jiqing. They didn't have any sudden illness, just aging organs. Before I arrived, Jiqing lay motionless in her little castle, listless, and hadn't even taken a single bite of her favorite goat milk powder."

"it is good."

Jiqing is old and has become less and less willing to move in the past two years. The care team had already mentioned this to her, and Fu Ziyan had also been prepared for Jiqing to go to Cat Planet.

Being able to end life without any illness or disaster is actually the best outcome, isn't it?

The journey from Kowloon Ferry Terminal to Victoria Peak was smooth and unobstructed.

In the dark night, the Fu residence was shining alone.

It was rare that Fu Ziyan did not go to find her father first when she returned home, but went straight to the suite where Jiqing lived.

It was already late, but the servants hadn't left yet. Greetings of "Miss" gradually increased from the first floor to Jiqing's room.

Ji Qing, who was originally lying motionless in the castle, suddenly opened his eyes, took slow steps but with a clear target, and pounced on Fu Ziyan who had just entered the room.

"Meow~"

The servant quietly withdrew.

Fu Ziyan squatted down with a smile and gently hugged her: "Ji Qingqing is great, you are the best cat in the world."

"Meow~" Jiqing lowered her head to lick her hand, then raised her head to rub her face.

It seems the same as before.

But the weight in my arms has been reduced a lot, and the soft paw pads and belly fur are gradually becoming warm and cool.

A bitter look flashed across Fu Ziyan's eyes, and her vision gradually became blurred.

"Meow~" Before Fu Ziyan's little pearl fell, Jiqing suddenly slipped out of her arms.

Dadada ran to the pile of toys in the castle, his steps as elegant as ever, and slowly pushed his favorite ball of yarn and a custom cat toy inlaid with diamonds and gems to Fu Ziyan's feet.

Looking up at Fu Ziyan, her round sapphire eyes were still pure and flawless.

"Do you want me to play with you?"

"Meow~" Jiqing tilted her head slightly.

Fu Ziyan knew that she was saying, "No!"

"So...you want to give me the toy?"

"Meow~"

"Thank you Ji Qingqing, I like it very much." Fu Ziyan smiled and coaxed her, but tears fell silently from her eyes.

That is Jiqing’s favorite toy!

Jiqing raised her cat paw and placed it on her knees: "Meow~"

The voice was very soft, like the faint rustling sound of a leaf that had fallen from a branch but had not yet fallen, swaying in the wind.

Fu Ziyan held her in her arms with both hands, and gently stroked her fur with her right hand. Her voice was soft and gentle: "Ji Qingqing, Ji Qingqing, my little Ji Qing..."

Jiqing nestled obediently in her sister's arms, seeming very tired, but every time Fu Ziyan called her name, Jiqing would respond with a soft "meow".

Good boy,

so cute.

It's her Jiqing...

"I'm sorry, I should have spent more time with you in the past few months."

Fu Ziyan's tone was very low. The past six months at the Yuanxi Hotel had been incredibly busy. Later, she even took a two-week vacation to relax. Because Jiqing was older, Fu Ziyan didn't dare take her on planes. She would just ask Jiqing, who was awake, to answer the call and meow a few times after she spoke to her father.

If she hadn't indulged in pleasure and gone on vacation for half a month, but instead stayed at home to play with Jiqing...

"Meow~" Perhaps it was a telepathic connection, Jiqing suddenly spoke up, interrupting her guilt and regret.

"Ji Qingqing, are you sad when I'm not around?"

"Meow."

buckle -

Yuki knocked on the door and entered, and saw the eldest lady sitting on the carpet with Jiqing in her arms, with a glint of tears in her eyes.

Fu Ziyan didn't look up.

Yuki also pretended not to see it and said respectfully, "Miss, Jiqing should go to bed."

Cats' sleep time will increase in old age. The care team has recorded Jiqing's daily waking and sleeping time. Although Jiqing doesn't look well today, maybe her condition will improve a little after she wakes up. Otherwise, if she forces herself to stay up late, there may be no hope.

Fu Ziyan paused for a moment.

Jiqing, who was lying lazily, suddenly stood up, even raised his tail, and tried to hug Fu Ziyan.

"Don't you want to leave me?" Fu Ziyan lowered her eyes to look at her, curling her lips, "Then don't leave."

Jiqing's ears moved slightly.

Yuki: ???

"Yuki, ask the nursing team to come in and check and clean Jiqing again. Jiqing and I will sleep tonight."

Yuki wanted to persuade him, but when the words came to her lips she just said "yes" politely.

Jiqing's suite has a bed that she had specially customized. Occasionally, when Fu Ziyan is in the mood, she will hold Jiqing and stay overnight. For this purpose, the laboratory specially developed and customized cat diapers.

At the eldest lady's order, the nursing team immediately filed in, some changing diapers and combing hair, their movements were orderly and swift.

Jiqing lay flat the whole time, calmly enjoying the care of the servants.

Fu Ziyan took a five-minute quick shower, changed into pajamas, came back, picked up Jiqing and put her to bed.

Jiqing was very familiar with this bed. As soon as Fu Ziyan put her on the bed, she walked gracefully to her usual sleeping position. After lying down, she turned around and called out to her: Sister, come up quickly!

Fu Ziyan lowered her eyes to look at her, sadness and reluctance flashed in her eyes. After closing her eyes tightly, she smiled again: "Sister is here, Ji Qingqing, don't worry."

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, my dear baby~ Sister's hands are gently..." Before Fu Ziyan finished singing an adapted version of the lullaby, Jiqing had already curled up in her arms and began to snore intermittently.

Feeling Jiqing's weak breathing, Fu Ziyan felt melancholy in her heart. She couldn't fall asleep for a long time, but she didn't dare to turn over for fear of disturbing Jiqing.

Waking up in the morning, there was only Jiqing's favorite ball of yarn beside her. Fu Ziyan woke up instantly and lifted the quilt to try to find Jiqing's trace: "Jiqingqing!??"

"Meow~" A very soft cat's meow came from the carpet. She walked very slowly, and there was a ball of wool placed behind her.

Fu Ziyan reacted immediately and realized that Jiqing was holding a toy for her. When she heard her call, she quickly put down the ball of yarn and responded by walking towards her.

But in a moment, Fu Ziyan's eyes turned red.

The distance from the bed to the toy area is more than ten meters, which is just a few steps for her, but for the old and frail Jiqing, it requires a lot of effort.

Fu Ziyan's voice was a little hoarse: "Ji Qingqing, you brought toys here, are you trying to coax me or entrust your child to me?"

Jiqing tilted her head: "Meow~"

Fu Ziyan pursed her lips, got out of bed and picked her up: "Ji Qingqing, are you hungry? Sister will carry you to drink a basin of milk, okay?"

Jiqing didn't say anything, but just tilted her head and rubbed against her sister.

It's too tiring.

Seeing the eldest lady carrying Jiqing out of the bedroom, the nursing team quickly brought up the goat milk that had just been heated and maintained at a temperature of 38 degrees in a special bottle.

"Miss?"

Fu Ziyan took the bottle: "Let me do it."

Jiqing looked up at Fu Ziyan. Although he had no appetite, he still followed Fu Ziyan's wishes and lowered his head to suck.

Specially made baby bottle with wide, flat silicone nipple with beveled cut to prevent choking.

Jiqing took two sips and suddenly stopped to rub Fu Ziyan.

Fu Ziyan smiled with her lips curved, thinking that Jiqing was acting coquettishly and didn't want to drink. She was about to persuade her to drink a little more, but Jiqing closed her eyes and stopped moving.

Fu Ziyan was stunned, her lips opening and closing unconsciously: "Ji Qingqing?"

Ms. Smith, a veterinarian from the nursing team, hurried forward and looked at Fu Ziyan after a while, saying in a low voice, "Miss, Jiqing..."

Miss Fu, who was always gentle, polite and respectful, closed her eyes and interrupted her: "I understand."

"Your condolences."