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

Fu Ziyan watched the corners of Mingqiao's lips shift from time to time, sometimes rising, sometimes lowering. She rested her arm on the window, half supporting her chin, and smiled.

"Ming Qiao."

Ming Qiao's face suddenly tightened and he looked at Fu Ziyan seriously, revealing the tense state of his arms. It was hard for Fu Ziyan not to imagine that he was waiting for orders.

Fu Ziyan couldn't help laughing again and said loudly: "Come here."

It was really strange. When he first met Ming Qiao three years ago, Ming Qiao was a smart and steady police sergeant with a bright future. He was smart no matter how you looked at him. How come he was completely dumbfounded after she sent him meals for a week?

Which restaurant did Mu Mu book? Don’t book it again next time!

Restaurant: ...This pot is too heavy to carry.

Watching the man get into the car, Fu Ziyan looked at him with interest: "Mingqiao, you are nervous."

Ming Qiao coughed lightly and raised his hand to rub his earlobe: "Yes, I'm nervous."

This was the first time Mingqiao had fallen in love in his life. If it weren’t for years of training, he felt like his legs would go weak.

"Ms. Fu, you..."

Fu Ziyan interrupted him with a smile: "Selene."

Ming Qiao learned from his previous lesson, pursed his lips and said, "Selene, I..."

Fu Ziyan interrupted him with a smile: "Why can't you laugh anymore?"

Ming Qiao avoided Fu Ziyan's direct gaze, but his tone remained calm as usual: "Sorry, I'm nervous."

Fu Ziyan was half-turning, covering her eyebrows with her long fingers, smiling like a flower, and the small pearl pendant under her earlobe trembled and swayed with her laughter.

"Mingqiao, you are so interesting."

After a pause, Fu Ziyan looked at him with a smile: "Mingqiao, are you sure you want to go with me?"

Ming Qiao asked seriously, "Is Selene a bad driver?"

“I’ve been racing for years.”

"What's there to be afraid of? There are so many people in Hong Kong who don't even have the chance to ride on the bus." Ming Qiao silently took note in his heart. When he returned home at night, he would search for as many records about Miss Fu as possible. It felt terrible not to know the other person's preferences.

Fu Ziyan curled her lips, turned around and stepped on the accelerator.

A pleasant and smiling voice fell with the roar of a sports car starting up: "Then let's go."

Her beautiful white fingers rested loosely on the steering wheel, and her bony wrists slightly dented when turning, making her look even more gorgeous against the red leather.

Her curled eyelashes cast shadows under her eyes, and her long curly hair falls over her shoulders, sliding down her arms as she turns...

Ming Qiao sat upright, glancing at Fu Ziyan from the corner of his eyes, his Adam's apple rolling uncontrollably.

"Mingqiao, are you peeking at me?"

Mingqiao pursed his lips and didn't dare to speak for a moment.

"Just look if you want~" Fu Ziyan turned her head and smiled while the light was red, and she deliberately winked at him before the light turned red at the last second.

Mingqiao's neck turned red in the blink of an eye, and then moved all the way up to his cheeks.

The red color in the car overflowed.

On the streets of Hong Kong, a bright red sports car, protected by several black cars, rushed all the way to the shooting club.

This was a place Ming Qiao often visited. When he first entered the police academy a few years ago, he often came here for additional training and was familiar with the manager. As soon as the car stopped, he noticed the manager standing at the door to greet him.

Ming Qiao withdrew his gaze, got out of the car and walked to the other side to open the door for Fu Ziyan.

Fu Ziyan took Mingqiao's arm and stepped out of the car. Feeling his muscles tense for a moment, she couldn't help but smile.

The manager stepped forward with a smile and said respectfully, "Good afternoon, Miss Fu. Your usual venue and equipment are ready. The boss called to have a meal prepared for you. Do you want it served?"

"Bring a few bottles of water." Fu Ziyan noticed Ming Qiao standing beside her. She tilted her head to look at him and changed her words, "And a few stacks of snacks."

The manager nodded in agreement.

Sitting in his position, serving dignitaries all year round, observing their expressions is the first priority. As soon as he saw Miss Fu's actions, he knew that this policeman was temporarily in Miss Fu's heart.

He greeted Ming Qiao with a sincere smile, "Ming Sir, you haven't been here for a long time. I'm worried that the targets in our club aren't up to par with Ming Sir's shooting skills. You should try a more challenging one."

Ming Qiao shook his head: "I was quite busy recently, but I will come here more often. I need to keep my touch."

The manager nodded and smiled, then stepped aside, his left arm straight and respectfully guided: "Ms. Fu, this way please."

Fu Ziyan was accustomed to the respect shown by these managers and attendants. She simply tilted her head and smiled, "It seems you are a regular customer."

"Sometimes I use it to maintain my touch, and sometimes I use it to relieve stress when I'm feeling down and irritable." Ming Qiao nodded, a hint of regret in his tone. "It's a pity I've never run into Selene here."

"I don't come here often, so of course you won't see me. I learned my marksmanship and archery while on vacation in the United States. I occasionally go to the ranch to practice hunting, but the moving targets here are too rigid."

Hunting is a way of socializing for their class, similar to golf and yacht parties.

Although the environmental movement has been on the rise in the United States since the 1970s, hunting is not banned. Instead, more emphasis is placed on sustainability and ecological balance. They will wait until the breeding period is over before hunting.

Ming Qiao nodded: "No wonder I've never met him before."

"Next time you have a vacation, we can go to America. I have a private ranch there where we can hunt. Although the animals are all captive, it's better than nothing. If the vacation is short, we can also go to Southeast Asia. The tropical rainforest where Uncle Chen's estate is located is full of wild animals and is perfect for adventure hunting. In fact, a hunting trip to Africa is even more interesting, but I can't go."

Medical insurance in Africa is much lower than that in Europe and the United States. If you want to go to Africa to play, you must first get your father's approval, not to mention adventurous activities such as hunting trips. Fu Ziyan, who is self-aware, doesn't even dare to mention it.

Dad would definitely settle the score later. Fu Ziyan felt that it would be more worthwhile to secretly try out car racing and paragliding a few times rather than risk a hunting trip. Most importantly, she was already this old, her childhood was long gone, and after a complete childhood, she didn't want to have a complete youth again.

Private ranch with hunting...

Ming Qiao silently digested the information contained in this sentence and nodded calmly.

"My shooting accuracy is pretty good. Mingqiao, do you want to compete?"

"Okay."

Ming Qiao lowered his eyes and answered Fu Ziyan's every word seriously. When he encountered stairs, he would slightly sideways to show his support for protection.

"Selene!" A surprised female voice came from the corner.