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

The second concubine's face immediately darkened.

She thought the young couple was arguing again, and that Xiao He was pregnant, and that Amu's argument with his wife would displease the old man. She never expected that the culprit was He Simian.

The fact that Ah Mu is willing to marry her, given that she is a mistress who fled from the mainland to Hong Kong, is already a stroke of good luck for her. The fact that her family is accepting her now is only because of Xiao Yan. How dare she cause trouble?

She had a good pregnancy, and the child was born into a family trust fund, ensuring a life of comfort and security. What more could she want? Was she really going to complain about her small company, whose annual profits were roughly equivalent to the trust's allowance?

Fu Mingzhang's expression remained unchanged. He looked sharply at the second concubine and said in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft: "Whether a family should add a new member must indeed be agreed upon by the family members. Fu Zimou did everything he could to marry his wife back then, so he should have known to respect his wife's opinion."

Although he has a traditional inclination towards having many children and grandchildren, he has long since let go of that idea. Now that the family has been divided, he doesn't interfere in his grandchildren's own family affairs.

Besides, no matter how wealthy the Fu family is, they have no right to force their wives to become pregnant and give birth; both parties must be willing. Marrying a wife is about finding a life partner and family, not just someone to have children.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw that Xiao Yanzhang's face was pale and he looked very nervous.

Fu Mingzhang smiled gently and waved to the child: "Xiao Yan, if you don't want a younger brother, you need to tell your parents why you made this decision and whether you will regret it later. There are many paths in life. Choosing one means missing out on others. Once you make a decision, there is no turning back."

Xiao Yanzhang nodded as if he understood, pondering the meaning of his grandfather's words, when his aunt led him outside, and a piece of chocolate suddenly appeared in his palm.

He looked up and met his aunt's eyes, her eyes upturned, blinking lightly at him.

"I brought back some chocolate from Switzerland, Xiaoyan, try it and see if it's good."

Fu Yanzhang suddenly had a strange feeling, as if all the confusion, fear and anxiety that had accumulated in his heart had become light in this smile, and the doubt in his heart was blurted out: "Aunt, is it a bad thing not to want a younger brother?"

Why did Daddy get so angry when Mommy said she wanted to abort the baby, and why did they smash cups and sleep in separate rooms?

Fu Ziyan patted the bewildered child's head and told him, "Of course not. Although your little brother was created by your daddy and mommy together, your mommy will bear the pain of pregnancy and childbirth alone. Because it is too painful, mommy has the right to choose whether or not to have a little brother."

"Good or bad is for others to judge, but life is your own. Motherhood is a great identity, but it doesn't mean that mothers have to choose to sacrifice themselves. Your mom is a mother, but first and foremost, she is herself."

Xiao Yanzhang nodded with sparkling eyes, "Yes, Mommy is right!"

He quickly realized his mistake and corrected his aunt: "Auntie, you're wrong~ It's me who doesn't want a younger brother, it has nothing to do with Mommy."

Fu Ziyan smiled. Although Fu Zimu was a bit of a scumbag, his son was quite cute. Although he was young, he knew how to protect his mother.

"Okay, Auntie is wrong. You are a member of the family, and of course your parents should listen to your opinion on whether or not they want a younger brother. However, the decision to have a younger brother belongs to your parents. Even though you are their child, you cannot interfere with their right to choose to have a child."

The great-grandfather and aunt were speaking in a very profound way, and Xiao Yanzhang only understood a little bit of it, but that didn't stop him from repeating it word for word to his mother when he got home.

The child looked very serious. Although he couldn't imitate the tone of his great-grandfather and aunt's speech, he perfectly reproduced the pauses and punctuation.

He Simian smiled, touched the child's earnest face, and praised him: "Xiao Yan has a good memory. Thank you, Xiao Yan, for helping Mommy."

She didn't expect that the old master Fu, who had always looked down on her, would not be dissatisfied with her actions, and that Fu Ziyan, the eldest daughter of the first wife, with whom she had a very ordinary relationship, would also understand and agree with her ideas.

He Simian took a deep breath; she couldn't keep this child.

At a crucial stage in the company's operations, if she were to have this child, even if someone could take care of the child, the infant would easily distract her from all her thoughts and concerns. By that calculation, she would have to delay things for at least two years.

In the business world, every moment is crucial; only by seizing every second can one gain the upper hand.

Two years is too long; she can't wait that long.

As for the child in her womb, He Simian lowered her eyes... Only after it is born will it be considered a child; what is in her womb now can only be considered a small embryo.

Xiao Yanzhang was unaware of the many thoughts swirling in his mother's mind. But seeing his mother, who had been unhappy for some time, finally smile, he also raised the corners of his lips and smiled, his eyes crinkling.

"Mommy, I love you."

"Thank you, baby. Mommy loves you too."

*

"Thank you, Dad. Titi loves you~" In the living room of the main building of the Fu residence in Shek O, Fu Ziyan excitedly unpacked her gift and took out a string of perfectly sized and high-quality conch pearl diamond necklace from the brocade box.

Fu Ziyan fiddled with her newly acquired treasure, chattering happily, "I just saw a petal dress in Paris a few days ago, and it goes perfectly with this necklace."

Fu Mingzhang and Fu Qiyuan sat beside him, watching with smiles.

After his daughter had finished admiring her new gift, Fu Qiyuan brought up the afternoon's events: "Did Fu Zimu's argument with his wife get to you?"

"Not only that." Fu Mingzhang shook his head, and seeing that Titi looked like she wanted to share, he smiled and gave her the stage.

“This time, He Simian wanted to abort the child, but Fu Zimou disagreed.”

Fu Ziyan looked at her father expectantly, and sure enough, she saw a flash of surprise in Fu Qiyuan's eyes.

"Abort the child?" Fu Qiyuan had paid almost no attention to He Simian's entrepreneurial endeavors, but he had heard about her starting her own company. After a moment's thought, he made the connection. "Her company is doing quite well?"

Fu Ziyan smiled and nodded: "I didn't ask too much, but it should be doing very well. After several years of operation, its reputation has gradually been established, and now it is in the rising period of its business."

Fu Qiyuan nodded and looked at his father: "What do you plan to do?"

"I don't have any plans for their little family matters," Fu Mingzhang said calmly, turning to smile at his granddaughter. "I heard that Titi made a special trip to Hong Kong University and Hong Kong Polytechnic University?"

"Grandpa's information network is amazing!"

Fu Ziyan smiled, but quickly became serious: "Not long ago, when I went to the IBM personal computer launch event in New York, I met Cassius from AH Games. We had a serious discussion about the future development of the game console industry and decided to transform and break through our development path at this time."

“The game console industry can’t have an open ecosystem like IBM’s, because…” Fu Ziyan slowly revealed the thoughts she and Cassius had been discussing for most of the day, “The biggest problem we’re facing now is that there are too few game design companies.”

Fu Qiyuan looked at his daughter: "So you want to promote the rise of the game design industry in Hong Kong?"

Fu Ziyan paused for a moment and looked at her grandfather and father: "Hong Kong has little land, and manufacturing costs are relatively high. It is a general trend for production and processing plants to move to the mainland and Southeast Asia. However, if this continues, Hong Kong's economy will be more prone to collapse when a big storm comes, even if the real estate and financial industries are prosperous, without manufacturing as its pillar."

"Game design is a relatively new field now. The United States has more advanced technology, but there are not many people engaged in it. Although Hong Kong lacks technology, as long as we unite these universities and encourage development, I think the game design industry can still develop."

Fu Mingzhang looked at his granddaughter with a mixture of satisfaction and pride: "Titi did a great job."

There is no shortage of wealthy people in this world, but too many of them are driven by selfishness, focusing only on short-term gains and lacking any long-term vision. Once wealth accumulates to a certain threshold, it becomes nothing more than a number, but those willing to shoulder social responsibility and lead the country, city, or region towards development are few and far between.

Fu Qiyuan also revealed a warm smile: "In the past two years, Fu's Group has also been accumulating talent in the high-tech industry. Although a lot of money has been invested, in a few years, it may be able to replace Fu's Real Estate as the first pillar of Fu's Group." As for the electronics industry, it was already laid out and developed ten years ago.

The storybook he saw in his dream, although mostly about love and romance, also revealed glimpses of Hong Kong's future plight from the background and other details.

Previously, due to limited technology and the Fu family's own funds, conditions have improved in recent years. Without affecting the development of other industries within the group, they can now increase their efforts in chip research and development.

Fu Ziyan's eyes sparkled.

She has been busy with work these past two years and has not paid much attention to the management of the Fu family business for a long time. It turns out that she had already reached a tacit understanding with her father without her knowing.

Both she and her father are making plans for the future development of Hong Kong.