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

Fu Ziyan didn't know that her friends gathered together to give her some advice on how to deal with her mood. In fact, she had gradually calmed down in the process of planning to establish the Jiqing Foundation.

She has always known that birth, aging, sickness and death are inevitable. At the age of eight, she had accepted that people are destined to meet and part. Being apart is separation, and so is separation between life and death.

Even if she tried to deceive herself and was reluctant to leave Jiqing, Fu Ziyan actually knew deep down that Jiqing would leave her in the next two years. She had already built up a lot of mental preparations, but when Jiqing really left, she realized that no matter how much she had prepared, it was just castles in the air, and it would collapse at the flick of a switch.

But these psychological preparations are not in vain. At least, after Fu Ziyan's emotional breakdown, they can help her accept reality and recover her emotions.

In the morning, Fu Ziyan had almost finished writing the project proposal for the Jiqing Foundation. After lunch, Fu Ziyan got up and went to the study.

Seeing his daughter's listless state, Fu Qiyuan gently stopped her: "Titi, go take a nap. We can talk about other things after you wake up."

"The project book is almost finished." The sooner it is finished, the sooner it can be put into operation. Perhaps Jiqing's channel to the human world has not been closed yet, and she can still hear the news of this gift from the human world.

"Be good. You'll get half the result with twice the effort when you're tired." Fu Qiyuan stood up and patted the fluffy top of Ti Ti's hair. "Or maybe Daddy will tell you a story to put you to sleep?"

Fu Ziyan's eyes, still slightly swollen from crying, suddenly widened and she quickly shook her head: "No need, Dad, I'm already this big!"

In reality, it was only when she was ten, the temperature suddenly dropped between autumn and winter, and she'd eaten all sorts of snacks that had caused her to get a fever, forcing her body to switch on its defensive mode of heating up and sterilizing. While she was drowsy from the fever, her father would read her a story by her bedside to lull her to sleep.

Perhaps the six-month ban on snacks really taught her a lesson, or perhaps her organs learned to coexist peacefully and no longer resorted to aggressive fighting methods like heating and sterilization. Fu Ziyan never fell ill again, and Fu Qiyuan never told her stories to put her to sleep again.

She is 22 years old now, and still needs her father to tell her stories to put her to sleep. If this gets out, won’t she lose her dignity as the eldest lady?

Fu Qiyuan lowered his eyes to look at her, and curled his lips slightly: "Then Dad will take you back to your room."

“I can actually go back by myself.”

"Ok?"

Fu Ziyan: "...Let's go."

As soon as Fu Ziyan reached the bedroom door, she waved goodbye to her father: "Good afternoon, Dad."

Fu Qiyuan nodded with a smile, his voice gentle: "Good afternoon, Titti." I hope you have a deep sleep, a good dream, and drive away all the sadness.

Although they are father and daughter, they are of opposite sexes after all. After Fu Ziyan was twelve years old, Fu Qiyuan never entered her bedroom again, but Ahong, who had taken care of Fu Ziyan since she was a child, could enter.

Ah Hong walked in front of the eldest lady and prepared sleeping aromatherapy for her, and closed the blackout sleep curtains after the eldest lady went to bed.

Perhaps it was because of her excessive emotions in the morning, or perhaps it was because this sleeping aromatherapy was really hypnotic, but in the dim room, Fu Ziyan felt like she fell into a deep dream as soon as she closed her eyes.

There is green grass and picturesque green mountains in front of me, flowers and green grass are everywhere on the trees and under the trees, fish swim in the river from time to time, bubbles emerge, and kittens of all colors roll and play on the green grass, meowing.

Among them, there was a calico doll with sadness lingering around her body, and her sapphire-like eyes were sparkling with tears and the confusion of a newcomer.

"Meow~"

"Meow!"

One by one, two by two, soon the blue-eyed calico ragdoll was surrounded by enthusiastic cat friends. Meows came one after another. A group of kittens rolled on the grass, caught fish by the stream to share the delicious food, played in the flowers between the bushes, and ran farther to explore new territories... The sadness around the blue-eyed calico ragdoll gradually dissipated, and was replaced by joy and anticipation.

What else can we play tomorrow?

The meowing sound with laughter gradually faded away, and Fu Ziyan suddenly opened her eyes.

He closed his eyes again, hiding the lingering feelings and longing, and only relief remained in his eyes - Jiqing was living well on Cat Planet.

Without pressing the bedside bell, Fu Ziyan walked barefoot to the window and opened the curtains.

The rain brought by the sudden arrival of the small typhoon in the morning had long since stopped. The sky was pink and purple, and the sunset glow stretched for thousands of miles. Cargo ships occasionally docked in the magnificent Victoria Harbour. On both sides of the Victoria Harbour, small black dots were densely distributed in front of the tall buildings. They were streams of people and continuous crowded traffic. The light of the setting sun sprinkled on them, and the glass walls of the tall buildings flashed with strands of golden light.

Fu Ziyan suddenly came to her senses.

Jiqing has a bright future on Meow Planet, and she also has a promising future in the human world. Death is not the end, but oblivion is. They each pursue their own futures, but as long as she always remembers Jiqing, Jiqing will never leave her world.

Fu Ziyan changed out of her pajamas, picked up a hairband to tie up her long hair, and pushed the door open and walked out.

"Miss."

Fu Ziyan responded and told Ah Hong: "Call Meng Tiao to come over."

Meng Tiao arrived quickly, rushing back from her office in Central in less than half an hour. She took a moment to calm her breath and knocked on the door.

Fu Ziyan was finishing up the project proposal she was writing, and her tone was the same as before: "Go ahead."

"Miss."

Fu Ziyan didn't waste any words. After returning to her normal working state, she maintained her usual conciseness: "Well, let's talk about work first."

Meng Tiao was slightly stunned. She didn't expect that the young lady would recover so quickly.

Not hearing Meng Tiao's reply, Fu Ziyan looked up at her.

Meng Tiao quickly regained consciousness, placed the documents in her hand on the eldest lady's desk, and succinctly summarized today's work: "I received a lot of concerned calls this morning, and I've compiled the names on paper. Among them, the more special ones are Miss Xiao Huixin from the Xiao family, the eldest son of the Cheng family, and..."

There are two ways to call and say hello. One is through the home phone, which is basically answered by the housekeeper Tan Wu. The other is the work phone, which is mainly handled by Meng Tiao.

Fu Ziyan's expression remained unchanged. She simply said, "Please have someone pay attention to their recent projects."

If someone who usually has no cooperative relationship with them suddenly shows goodwill, it is natural that they have some ulterior motive. However, they have seen this kind of thing many times and are used to it. They just report it as usual to let her know what is going on.

"Okay," Meng Tiao calmly accepted the task and continued to report, "The Gundam project is progressing well... The Fire Department at Dreamland has notified us that they will conduct a final safety inspection next week."

Fu Ziyan nodded. The companies under her name all had a senior management team with clear responsibilities and powers. In most cases, she only understood the situation, and the senior management team was responsible for handling specific business matters. She would only intervene in special circumstances.

After Meng Tiao finished her story, Fu Ziyan handed her the project book she had just finished writing.

"According to the project plan, quickly establish a company and a corresponding foundation. You can find legal and investment teams to help with the initial development. I've asked Guan Zhu to purchase the land, and it will be transferred to the company within a month. Please quickly recruit and arrange for staff to join the company."

"Yes," Meng Tiao was clamoring in her heart for more overtime, "Then who will the general manager of the company arrange?"

"Please sort out the list of your personnel and add suitable candidates. I want to see the list within a month. As for the chairman of the foundation, I will take the responsibility for the time being. You can slowly find the right person. The requirement is that he truly loves pets."

"Yes."

Meng Tiao: Work +1

"Thank you for your hard work. This month's bonus will be tripled."

Meng Tiao: I can do it again!!!