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

Fu Mingzhang had just instructed the servant beside him to serve Titi her favorite milk tea when his clingy little granddaughter hugged his arm.

His eyebrows were all smiling, but he pretended to be serious: "I miss you, I miss you. But I see you're having fun out there, I'm afraid you've forgotten me a long time ago, right?"

"How could that be? I think of Grandpa wherever I go~"

"You just know how to coax me."

"Then I'll go out with Grandpa next time. It doesn't matter where we go!"

The grandparents and grandchildren laughed happily.

Yu Minhong tilted his head and took a look. The hall of the old house, which had been quiet and solemn, seemed to be filled with light and laughter in an instant as Yanyan arrived.

He was quite impressed. He had obviously been coming to Shek O with his mother to visit his grandfather every Saturday since he was a child, but he seemed to lack the relaxed feeling of his sister that could make even the servants smile.

Seeing his uncle's gentle yet indifferent smile, the smile on his face seemed to become even more genuine. Yu Minhong subconsciously deepened the curve of his lips. His originally nervous mood also unconsciously relaxed, and he blurted out: "My sister seems to have lost some weight this time."

Fu Qiyuan turned his eyes to his daughter, looked at her carefully, frowned slightly, and nodded as if he was chatting casually.

Chatting?

Yu Minhong's breathing became short for a moment.

How could Mr. Fu, who is so famous and renowned in Hong Kong and even has a place in the European and American business circles, chat with a junior like him so calmly?

Even though he was his nephew, and even though his second uncle always presented himself as a gentle and elegant gentleman, Yu Minhong still found it a little unbelievable. Just like a tiger king, even if he always restrained his aura and appeared gentle and harmless, it still could move swiftly and catch prey easily, and it didn't affect his ability to spill blood three feet long with a single thought.

"Cousin, you're mistaken. Don't believe it, Dad. I eat well every day." Fu Ziyan retorted loudly. She didn't want to become a new project of the family doctor and nutritionist team as soon as she returned home.

What's the point of going to bed early and getting up early? The happiness of adults lies in the nightlife, bars, parties, racing, night horse racing... If she misses these, she will not be happy!

Mu Mu, who was passing by with her servants carrying the young lady's luggage, said: "...How can the food be bad? Every day there are handsome men who serve meals with tenderness and care."

Fu Qiyuan just looked at Ti Ti with a smile and did not comment on her hasty rebuttal.

Yu Minhong and Huo Yiran tilted their heads and looked at each other, both seeing a sense of incompatibility in each other's eyes. The family of three was reunited and enjoying the joy of family life, but the two of them seemed like inconsiderate guests... and quickly said goodbye.

After getting in the car, Huo Yiran sighed and laughed, "I finally understand what you meant when you said Yanyan was Fu Sheng's precious daughter. At that time, I thought you were exaggerating and joking, but it turns out to be true."

"Are you surprised?" Yu Minhong lazily leaned back in his chair, casually rolled up his sleeves, and played with his fiancée's delicate fingers, smiling happily. "Miss Fu, one of the most famous heirs of the younger generation, who is flattered by countless people when she's out, is actually treated like a child by her father at home, and her daily routine is controlled."

He had never seen a daddy's girl like Yanyan, and she was particularly special among this group of heirs.

"It's more than just surprise!" Huo Yiran nodded in agreement, but her surprise was not what Yu Minhong meant by "the adult Yanyan is still controlled by her father's daily routine", but "the way Fu Sheng, as the person in power, raises children."

Thinking of Fu Sheng's clearly visibly softened expression, Huo Yiran sighed, "A few years ago, Yanyan went on a trip to the mainland on her own, and when she returned, she was grounded by Fu Sheng. Fu Sheng almost always attends Yanyan's parent-teacher conferences in person. I thought that meant personally educating and cherishing a child, but it turns out...it's even more exaggerated."

As a family member, Yu Minhong has been accustomed to this since childhood and is not surprised by it, but Huo Yiran obviously has not yet accepted this as "normal".

In families like these, a nanny provides daily care, while the mother provides education and guidance during their upbringing. Meanwhile, the father, busy managing the family business, dotes on his children, most directly reflected in the distribution of assets under his name—the saying goes, "where the money is, there is the love." Furthermore, only the heirs will be around to teach and develop their management skills.

Her father, for example, was a devoted family man, loving them. He remembered their mother's and their birthdays, and even brought them gifts when he returned from business trips. But when she and her brothers did something wrong, it was still their mother who disciplined and punished them. Dad... Dad was either away on business or simply unavailable.

Even though the two older brothers were trained as heirs and thrown into the company when they were teenagers, they were only allowed to learn from the managers of various departments, and only asked questions and gave guidance very rarely when they had free time.

But Fu Sheng, who is also the head of the family, not only raised Yanyan personally since childhood and gave her a large amount of assets when she grew up, but also paid attention to Yanyan's diet and daily routine just like raising a child in an ordinary family.

Where does the free time come from?

She was really shocked and filled with envy!

Envied by many, Fu Ziyan was now enthusiastically sharing her daily life in Panyu County with her grandfather and father: "Panyu County is not very wealthy. The entire county is densely networked with waterways. I travel by boat..."

"The shrimp in the river are very sweet and fresh. We grilled them by the river..."

"As soon as you enter the orange orchard, you're greeted by the fragrance of oranges..."

In addition to the oral account, Fu Ziyan also handed over a thick stack of photos, most of which were photos of her and her cousin's family traveling together, including her.

In fact, in addition to the group photos, there were also some individual photos of her cousin's family that were developed. It was not convenient for her to take them away. After all, she couldn't explain it during the customs inspection, so she left them all to her cousin, but the film negatives are still there.

Fu Mingzhang listened attentively, and then flipped through the photos one by one. His smile showed both regret and satisfaction. "It's exactly as you said. They are two lovely children."

He is the child of his eldest son’s eldest son!

"Not only is she cute, but her cheeks are so soft and chubby, so nice to pinch!"

"Little Yubao is so silly, he..."

Fu Qiyuan smiled and said, "Your grandfather is right. You are having a great time in Panyu."

"Dad, you're wrong. There are two mistakes. First, it's not 'happy and not thinking of Shu', it should be 'happy and not thinking of Hong Kong'." Fu Ziyan smiled like a flower, but her tone was serious. She held up her second finger, "Most importantly, I'm not not thinking of Hong Kong. I miss it very much. I miss Dad and Grandpa very much every day."

Fu Mingzhang couldn't stop smiling because of Ti Ti's coaxing, and all his love for his little granddaughter was expressed in dinner.

Looking at the table full of dishes that mostly suited Titi's taste, Fu Qiyuan felt a little helpless: "Dad, you're really spoiling Titi too much."

While at home, the kitchen would exclude dishes that Titi disliked, that was just a "dislike." Now, what kind of situation...would a younger generation visit an elder and only have one or two dishes on the table that the elder liked? Whether it was traditional filial piety, family order, or Titi's behavior, this was too much.

"Our Ti Ti has grown up, she's sensible and knows her limits, she's not stupid, and she won't be spoiled."

Fu Qiyuan: ...Would you have said this to me thirty years ago?

Regardless of her father's shattered heart of Taoism, Fu Ziyan happily enjoyed the cooking skills of the chef in the old house. Although Song Xianqing's cooking skills were good, they were still not as good as the professional chef at home.

Today is also the day that grandpa favors me~