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

Chapter 436 Going out to dinner with my uncle and aunt

When Fu Ziyan saw Li Quyi, she stood up with joy, but subconsciously maintained a military posture.

"Uncle Li, it's been a long time!"

The guards following behind Li Quyi kept their eyes straight ahead, but when they caught a glimpse of the stunningly beautiful and exceptionally elegant Fu Ziyan out of the corner of their eye, a few flashes of amazement crossed their eyes.

Li Quyi's gaze lingered on Fu Ziyan for a moment, a smile flashing across his eyes. He turned his head and whispered a few instructions to the guard, who then bowed respectfully and left.

“Titi is here,” Li Quyi glanced at her for a moment, then nodded. “Not bad, you haven’t forgotten your posture.”

Fu Ziyan smiled, pursing her lips: "You taught me well."

It's not just that he's well-taught; he's clearly been punished too much. When his father is punished by facing the wall, it's just about standing upright. But when it comes to his uncle, it's like military posture facing the wall, where even the slightest movement will result in extra time!

Recalling her past experience of being forced to stand facing the wall as punishment, Fu Ziyan felt tears welling up in her eyes.

Li Quyi's gaze calmly fell on Fu Ziyan, a barely perceptible gentle smile appearing on his lips.

How could he not see what his little niece was thinking?

"Why did you suddenly come to the capital?" Li Quyi raised his hand and took off his military uniform coat. Even at home, his back was as straight as a pine tree, and his usually solemn eyes showed a hint of concern.

Fu Ziyan smiled, her eyebrows curving upwards: "Since I'm already in Shenzhen, I thought I'd drop by and see you all. I've missed you so much!"

Those in power knew she had a good relationship with the Li family, and with a hint of appeasement, they allowed her to have contact with them. Given the Fu family's contributions and Fu Ziyan's investments and donations over the years, she wouldn't be "monitored" when she visited the Li family. In her own territory, with no one else around, Fu Ziyan spoke much more freely.

Fu Titi's skills in acting coquettishly have reached a level of perfection, coupled with her delicate and beautiful features, and a pair of innocent and lively eyes full of sincerity...

Even though she knew the child was deliberately trying to be cute, Zhang Yuan couldn't help but soften her heart and hugged Fu Ziyan. She felt regret once again that she hadn't given birth to a daughter back then.

Li Quyi remained unmoved, even becoming somewhat wary. He stared at her intently, his calm tone carrying a strong threat: "Be good, don't misbehave. I'm not too busy these days, I still have time to teach you."

Qi Yuan had told him that this kid really loved to play, especially thrill-seeking games—the kind of "thrill" where you could easily get yourself killed. According to him, life had been too easy; throwing someone into a military camp for a few months would teach them to cherish life.

Fu Ziyan: ...

You can't be stereotypical!

Fu Ziyan felt utterly wronged. Her uncle was seen as a revolutionary hero, and being her father's elder brother, he commanded immense respect. Fu Ziyan dared not act disrespectfully in front of him.

Her uncle was particularly ruthless in punishing her, and with her grandfather not around, there was no one to save her from this predicament.

Of course, the most crucial point is... there's really nothing to do on the mainland.

"That's good." Li Quyi nodded and said slowly, "In the past two years, several private restaurants have opened in the capital. I've heard the food is quite good. I'll take you to try them another day."

Fu Ziyan looked up in surprise, her eyes blinking brightly in disbelief.

Is her uncle going to take her out for a nice meal?

Although she was well-versed in the "give a stick and then a treat" technique at the negotiating table, Fu Ziyan had an indescribable feeling when her uncle used this technique on her.

So what if you behave yourself in the capital? Getting a "date" is a piece of cake!

Hmm... I guess my uncle is just too much of a figure of pride and heroism.

A young soldier from the Capital Military Region, who had just been promoted to battalion commander and was even summoned by his superior, reminisced about the experience when he returned home and celebrated with his comrades. He found it quite amazing.

"What? You mean when the leader was asking about your daily life, he even asked about some of the private kitchen restaurants that have opened in recent years?!" The man was dumbfounded, not even bothering to put the meat he was holding into his mouth.

This is the commander!

"Hey, I guess the commander cares about veterans. I remember Da Dong from the Second Battalion, he opened a restaurant with his demobilization pay and savings after he was discharged."

"Da Dong is just a small restaurant. The commander is clearly asking about private kitchens! Private kitchens like Lu Ming Ge!"

"Hiss, Deer Cry Pavilion, that's not cheap."

"... "

One of the comrades had a sudden inspiration: his mother-in-law lived in the alley in front of Luming Pavilion, so he could accompany his wife when she went to visit her parents this weekend—who knows, they might run into her!

He was just taking a gamble.

And guess what... we actually ran into them!

Not only was there a leader present, but the leader's wife also had an exceptionally beautiful female comrade by her side.

He quickly stepped forward, saluted, and greeted the leader, making sure to get a good look at him before discreetly leaving. Before leaving, he saw the woman affectionately holding the leader's wife's arm, chatting and laughing. Even the leader's gaze towards the woman seemed warm and friendly.

He was pondering the identity of this woman, while the "woman," Fu Ziyan, was already sitting in the small private room with a smile, waiting for the dishes to be served.

Fu Ziyan was in a great mood.

She's eaten at many high-end restaurants, not to mention private kitchens, but today is different. It's the first time she's gone out to eat with her uncle and aunt!

When she gets back to Hong Kong, she'll definitely share this experience with her grandpa and dad, hehe~

Li Quyi rarely showed his emotions; his usually serious face showed a hint of relaxation today.

The situation over the past decade or so has been like this. Even though he had made things clear with his father back then and decided to give up his status as the eldest son of the Fu family and from then on be just "Li Quyi," those ten years of not seeing his family again still left a mark on his heart. Going out to eat with his wife and niece in such an ordinary and simple way felt like a lifetime ago.

The guards and bodyguards were seated in a private room next door, where only the three of them were present. Titi chattered excitedly about her amusing stories, while Ayuan smiled and handed her niece some water.

This shop is very particular; they use jujube water, and its subtle sweetness seeps right into his heart.

Although he hadn't seen his father, he could tell from his niece's words that his father was healthy, long-lived, and living a good life. That was already good enough; he knew he would have a chance to see his father someday...

"So, your cousin and that Deng boy have made up?"

Fu Ziyan was talking about her "secondary purpose" for coming to the capital, laughing as she remarked that Deng Yuanfei was a completely different person in front of her compared to in front of Fu Zizi.

Li Quyi's eyebrows twitched slightly. Even if Titi didn't mean it that way, it wouldn't sound good if word got out that the young man he originally intended to introduce to Titi ended up talking to his cousin.

He looked at his little niece, whose eyes were free of any gloom, only filled with pure smiles, and the furrowed brows relaxed back down.

Well, it's a young person's business. Marriage is a matter of personal freedom, and this can be considered another kind of fate.

Fu Ziyan nodded: "Yes, I watched the whole process of them getting back together, it was so much fun."

Thinking about her direct or indirect knowledge of their entire date as an observer, Fu Ziyan couldn't help but laugh. How could someone confess their love and reconcile by solving math problems? One person wrote a chemical formula, the other a physical formula, and they even managed to combine them to prove their love.

No wonder they're a couple!

"Besides, Xiaozhi really likes Deng Yuanfei. I don't think it's a difficult thing. Since Xiaozhi likes him, we shouldn't worry about other factors. As for work, we can just build a laboratory for her in mainland China."

Actually, it's not that she can't enter laboratories in mainland China, but since Xiaozhi's household registration is in Hong Kong, she has difficulty passing the political review for slightly more important projects.

"If she returns to China after completing her studies, the country will naturally support her, but Fu Zizi needs to be prepared." At least initially, many projects will not allow Fu Zizi to participate, unless she demonstrates her extraordinary research capabilities in advance.

Li Quyi sipped his jujube tea and said steadily, "If she is willing, she can try teaching at a university for a few years first. After she has established herself at the university, she can apply for research funding, lead her own team, and then enter the laboratory after she produces results."

Fu Ziyan's eyes lit up: "Thank you, Uncle. I'll toast you on behalf of Xiaozhi." With that, she raised her glass, tapped it in the air, and drank it all in one gulp.

When out and about, to avoid any accidents, Fu Ziyan only addresses her as "Uncle" or "Aunt." "Uncle Li" can be shortened to "Uncle," but "elder uncle" is a bit harder to explain.

My little niece is being mischievous; she drinks jujube tea with the same bold and unrestrained air as if she were drinking alcohol, which makes Li Quyi's lips curl into a slight smile.

The fifth daughter of the third concubine was ten years younger than him. The age difference was too great, and he had little contact with her before he left home. When he was Fu Qihuai, he only had the responsibility of an elder brother to his younger siblings. Now, as Li Quyi, there was even less affection between them, let alone the fifth daughter.

She was just Titi's close cousin, and he could still lend her a hand. But formally acknowledging her as a relative was out of the question; there were certain things that even the descendants of the Fu family shouldn't know until things were settled.

Zhang Yuan chuckled as she refilled Fu Ziyan's glass: "You must drink slowly, don't get drunk."

Fu Ziyan raised her eyebrows triumphantly and chuckled, "Just you wait and see, I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

Li Quyi and his wife both laughed.

Having only been in the capital for a few days, I've already picked up the Beijing accent very quickly.