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

"My uncle is really terrifying!"

Although Fu Ziyan truly realized her mistake, it didn't stop her from yelling and complaining to her grandfather as soon as she returned to her old house in Shek O, Hong Kong, while gesturing wildly with her hands.

"I wrote on twenty sheets of Xuan paper, which were this thick, but my uncle wouldn't let me eat. I stood up and kept writing calligraphy until I finished in the afternoon and finally ate the lunch my aunt made!"

One o'clock in the afternoon is still afternoon~

"After finishing our meal, we only rested for half an hour before starting our ideological education class, which lasted until four o'clock!"

Although it involved listening to reports on the combat performance of fighter jets in various battlefields, the hardships of aircraft/fighter jet development, and examples of personnel casualties during test flights, how come it wasn't a lesson in patriotism? She really instilled patriotism in her!

"My uncle also made me write a 3,000-word self-criticism, which I had to finish in one night. I wrote until midnight!"

Although Bai Ying got off work late and went to see a movie with her cousin and his wife, she didn't return to the hotel until 8:30 to start writing her self-criticism. But doesn't that count as working late into the night until midnight?

Fu Ziyan was crying, looking extremely aggrieved. Fu Mingzhang also looked distressed and asked the maid to get Titi ice cream.

When Fu Qiyuan entered, he was greeted by a heartwarming scene of "Grandpa comforting Titi in her distress," a scene that could be ignored if one could overlook the table piled high with sugary and cold-natured desserts such as iced milk tea, ice cream, and mochi.

Even Fu Qiyuan, who was usually calm and gentle, couldn't help but twitch his forehead.

“Fu Titi”.

His voice was deep and low, with a hint of danger in it.

As we all know, when parents address someone by their surname, the "well-behaved" buff must be fully activated.

Fu Ziyan's radar clicked, and she quickly suppressed her aggrieved expression, tilting her head back to reveal a sweet and obedient girlish smile: "It's Daddy, good afternoon, Daddy~ You finished your work so early today."

Fu Qiyuan, of course, wouldn't let his daughter's illogical digression fool him. He deliberately put on a stern face and looked down at her with an imposing gaze: "Who was it that clutched their stomach and cried out in pain last month?"

Who is Fu Ziyan? How could she be so easily frightened by her father?

Her lips still curved into a dimple as she stood up and spoke, using distance to lessen the oppressive feeling her father was deliberately creating. She said calmly, "Dad, you need to look at me with a developmental perspective. Fu Ziyan last month is different from Fu Titi now. You can't use the Titi of the past to limit the Titi of today."

"Different?" Fu Qiyuan raised an eyebrow, sat down, and asked the troublesome child in a low voice, "Then tell me, what's a glider now?"

He didn't know much about his daughter's life in mainland China, but he couldn't hide the fact that Titi had asked someone to send books from Hong Kong.

How did a perfectly good trip get involved with glider manufacturing?

Fu Ziyan chuckled.

"Of course, it's your helpful daughter who met some ambitious young people in Luoyang who are passionate about glider manufacturing, and was moved by them to contribute her efforts!"

Combining the scene of Titi complaining and the old man lovingly comforting her when she first arrived, Fu Qiyuan quickly made the connection and frowned at his daughter: "Did you play on the glider? Did your uncle punish you?"

"I didn't fly a glider, I just offered some suggestions!" Fu Ziyan said matter-of-factly.

Fu Qiyuan knew exactly what kind of person his daughter was. His righteous rebuttal of one thing proved that the other was true.

He nodded slightly: "So your uncle punished you, what other bad things did you do?"

"That's all, that's all. I just gave some suggestions on the glider. My uncle punished me for being careless and giving someone a handle to use against me."

"Really?" Fu Qiyuan frowned as he looked at his daughter. "What punishment was she given?"

Speaking of this, Fu Ziyan is about to begin her act of feeling wronged.

She chattered on and on about her miserable experience of being busy from morning till night to her father, blinking her bright eyes in search of comfort.

Dad, look at your poor daughter! She's really suffering!

Is he pitiful?

Fu Qiyuan didn't think so.

He stared at Titi thoughtfully for a moment, but instead of comforting his daughter, he chuckled and said, "If you ever ride a glider or go skydiving again, Daddy will share with your uncle. What do you think, Titi?"

He also worries about his daughter's love of extreme sports, fearing that one day Titi might accidentally kill herself while playing on his back. However, Titi is too good at being affectionate, and he can never bring himself to be strict with the child he raised. Now that his older brother is willing to help educate the child, it's wonderful.

Not only that, Fu Qiyuan also used his power to intimidate his daughter in a gentle tone: "You memorized all of this when you were learning classical Chinese. There are military sticks in the army. The military discipline in the mainland is known for being very strict. Your father won't be able to stop you then."

Now that the country has been established, where did these military sticks come from!

Fu Ziyan shook her head and sighed as she explained common sense to her father, correcting his "misattributions." She wasn't stupid; why was her father suddenly treating her like a five-year-old?

Although his daughter wasn't easily fooled, his older brother's intimidation was still quite effective. Fu Qiyuan asked in a deep and calm voice, "Does Titi want to try?"

Fu Ziyan shook her head vigorously. This was not something that could be tried so easily!

She quickly realized she had fallen into a misunderstanding with her father and immediately retorted, "First of all, I'm not a soldier, so even the strictest military discipline has nothing to do with me. Secondly, and most importantly, I will never ride a glider or go skydiving again!"

"That would be for the best," Fu Qiyuan said with a gentle smile, glancing at the desserts on the table before reminding his daughter, "I accept your balanced perspective and will forgive and forget the past, but from this moment on, if I see..."

Fu Ziyan's obedient face.

"Dad kept his word and went without sugar for a week."

Fu Ziyan revealed a fawning smile: "Daddy is right, how could there be such a naughty Titi eating so much ice cream? That's not right, that's definitely not the current me!"

Fu Mingzhang listened with a smile, without saying a word.

As a father/grandfather who treats his children equally: Yunzhi doesn't interfere with how he teaches his daughters; he doesn't stop Titi from asking him for iced desserts.

Sure enough, the little granddaughter, who had just debated with her father, now distanced herself from him and approached him, laughing and joking as she shared her fun experiences from her trip to the mainland.

"The construction of the White Swan Hotel is progressing very quickly. Right now, it's mainly interior decoration. It's expected to open in another two months, and the National Day holiday will be the perfect time for a trial opening. Grandpa, would you like to go to Guangzhou to participate?"

"Taozi's wedding wasn't anything special, but my sister-in-law looked so beautiful after her makeup on her wedding day. I even thought Taozi..."

"Luoyang truly lives up to its reputation as an ancient capital, brimming with profound historical heritage. The Longmen Grottoes are absolutely magnificent; those Buddha statues are so huge..."

Fu Mingzhang smiled slightly, reaping the benefits of the situation!

Fu Qiyuan smiled helplessly.

The older the old man gets, the more childish he becomes.