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

"What if I didn't come this time?"

"You will come." Fu Zizhen smiled affirmatively. "Although I'm not as smart as you, I also know what it means for the Fuyue Department Store and Yuanxi Hotel to be built in Singapore. Second uncle may be absent due to his busy schedule, but why won't you come?"

"If you are so perceptive, why did you choose such a person back then?"

The daughters of the Fu family all had generous dowries. Although Fu Zizhen's marriage now seems a bit like a marriage of convenience, it was actually Fu Zizhen's personal choice at the time. It was her own decision that led the Fu family to marry off their daughter, and it was because of Fu Zizhen's marriage that the Fu family chose to increase cooperation with the Guo family.

However, Fu Ziyan felt that this "decision" was likely made with considerable deliberation. For example, why Singapore, and not a prominent Hong Kong family or a nearby Macau clan? Fu Zizhen likely also considered Singapore's potential and the potential for future Fu family investments there, which would enhance her status.

Fu Zizhen sighed.

"It's easy to change the hearts of old friends, but it's said that old friends' hearts are easily changed. He was indeed a good person back then, and I truly thought he would be the best solution. But now that 'good person' has fallen on someone else... He likes the new and dislikes the old, and I can also let go of the old and welcome the new."

Fu Ziyan thought the phrase "saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new" was a good idea. "Why don't you try to develop your own business?"

Fu Zizhen looked at her with a smile: "Like you, taking love as a spice?"

Although she hasn't been back to Hong Kong for some time, she still contacts her mother by phone from time to time. Her mother once mentioned that her cousin recently got a new boyfriend.

Fu Zizhen felt a little complicated when she recalled her mother's hesitation in her voice about whether to try to save the situation in a roundabout way and get closer to her cousin's new boyfriend to please her.

Fu Ziyan half leaned on the sofa, raised her eyebrows, tilted her head and smiled at her: "You pay a lot of attention to me."

How can I not pay attention?

Today, the name Fu Ziyan no longer represents only the only daughter of Fu Qiyuan, the head of the Fu family, but also herself.

A mining tycoon with several mines under his name, the boss behind a newspaper company with a media presence throughout Southeast Asia, and the richest woman in Southeast Asia with connections across Europe, America, and even in neighboring China...

Moreover, she knew that her grandfather intended to make Fu Ziyan a director of the family foundation. The mere status of a family foundation director was enough to draw her attention—half of the Fu family's wealthy life came from the family foundation, and Fu Ziyan was holding the key to its success.

Jealousy? Actually, there was some jealousy. Fu Ziyan was clearly just an adopted daughter at first. But she also understood that Fu Ziyan's future as a director of the family foundation wasn't just because she was the only daughter of the second uncle of the family head, but also because she was capable of the task. Even if she didn't take over the Fu family, she could still become another pillar of the family.

Fu Zizhen smiled faintly and complimented: "Little Director Fu, who wouldn't pay attention to you?"

The air conditioning swirled around the room, filling it with peace. Outside the window, the wind blew and birds flew by.

boom--

The ceramic cup in the room fell to the ground with a crisp sound, startling the yellow birds in the treetops.

There were photos and documents scattered on the coffee table. A young man in brocade clothes was half leaning on the couch, his face full of astonishment, anger and a bit of worry.

The trusted secretary approached and whispered, "Sir."

"Have Ah Zhu move abroad to avoid the limelight first. No one in the family should know about this."

"Yes."

"Where are the wife and the two children?"

"My wife took the two children to the Yuanxi Hotel to meet Miss Fu, and she hasn't returned yet."

That means two days in the hotel!

Being able to stay in the hotel for two days was not just a warning for the Fu family's reputation. Wasn't Fu Zizhen from the second house? How could he have such a good relationship with the only heir of the first house?

The young man stood up and said, "Go prepare the gifts, and come with me to pick up my wife in the evening."

The secretary agreed, thinking about preparing gifts for the madam and the young masters and young ladies, but... he pursed his lips and asked tentatively: "Should we prepare gifts for Miss Fu and Mr. Fu?"

Preparing a gift wasn't difficult; he'd prepared gifts for social gatherings between wealthy families many times before, but this time was different. Miss Fu had clearly come to call him to task, yet her warning was so subdued that it didn't seem like she was representing the Fu family, but rather a simple gesture of help between sisters. He wasn't sure how to prepare the gift.

"Prepare as usual."

His good wife just wanted to find his mistakes and did not want to affect the cooperation between the two families. It was obvious that she wanted him to be humble.

It just so happened that he was indeed at fault first and could only be controlled by others. Fortunately, he and his wife had two children, so the situation shouldn't get out of hand.

As soon as Fu Zizhen returned to the hotel, she heard the room manager report: "Mr. Guo came to see you with a gift and is now playing with the two children in the baby room."

Fu Zizhen curled his lips and nodded: "I understand, thank you for your hard work."

With gifts and companionship with the children, it seems that my cousin's warning was indeed useful.

Fu Zizhen pushed the door open and walked in with a calm expression.

The young man, who was entertaining the child with a rabbit doll, looked up and smiled: "Madam, you're back."

It was as if nothing had happened.

Fu Zizhen also smiled slightly, as if casually sharing her daily life, and pointed at the man with delicate features and a radiant temperament behind her: "This is my new assistant."

Little Guo was startled. He looked at the "assistant" in disbelief, then glared at Fu Zizhen: "You!"

It's no wonder he was shocked. In just two days, his wife not only asked Miss Fu to warn him, but also brought her lover to him.

Fu Zizhen curled her lips indifferently and deepened her smile: "What do you think? We are husband and wife, so my assistant can't be worse than yours."

Xiao Guosheng looked at her intently, his anger faded, and his expression calmed: "You're right, we are husband and wife, so my wife naturally has good taste."

Fu Zizhen nodded with satisfaction, walked forward and picked up a toy, showing a mother's gentle and loving smile as she teased the child on the other side.

There are two children, and each of them has a pet. It's fair.

Little Guosheng had a blank expression on his face. He shook the doll as if he had completed his task and was about to leave. Before he put the doll down, Fu Zizhen smiled and reminded him nonchalantly, "Mom said she missed the child and asked us to bring the child home to see her and Dad this weekend. Don't forget it, sir."

"I remember, ma'am. We have no shortage of servants at home, so there's no need to bring your assistant."

"of course."

"It's inconvenient to live in a hotel. It's better for my wife to move back home. It's more suitable for the children."

Fu Zizhen smiled and nodded: "Wait for me to say goodbye to my cousin, sir, you can take your luggage and go home first."

"I should stay and meet Miss Fu too."

Fu Zizhen reminded him: "Second uncle is here too."

"Thank you, ma'am." He calmed down in his heart, a smile returned to his face, and his behavior and demeanor with Fu Zizhen returned to the loving relationship they were as a couple.

Fu Zizhen also cooperated very tacitly.

Fu Qiyuan calmly met his niece and her family. After Fu Zizhen and her family left, he looked at his daughter and asked, "Titi, don't you plan to tell Dad?"

Fu Ziyan held the milk tea her assistant had just bought for her from a street shop and blinked innocently: "What happened?"

Fu Qiyuan lowered his eyes, took the milk tea from his daughter's hand, and nodded gently: "Well, nothing happened. You can continue to be busy. Give me the plan before going to bed tonight."

He didn't interfere in matters that Titi could solve.

Fu Ziyan, who had lost her milk tea, could only look at the milk tea that was so close to her, lowering her head and quietly handling the task her father gave her.

Business as usual.

Only the intact body of Milk Tea was left humming in the trash can.