Hong Kong variety show: The mastermind behind the scenes is emerging.

November 10th, Hong Kong Island, early morning.

It's rare to have such refreshing weather on Hong Kong Island in November. Golden sunlight streamed into the room through the gaps in the curtains, spilling onto the soft bed and warming the blankets.

"Dad! Mom! Wake up!"

Zhao Jiajia, dressed in bunny pajamas, stood barefoot by the bed, her little hands supporting her on the edge of the bed, tiptoeing, and shouting in a childish voice.

Zhao Mengsheng groggily opened his eyes and saw his daughter's radiant, magnified smile. He sighed helplessly and reached out to scoop the little one into his arms: "My dear daughter, the sun must have risen in the west today! Why are you up so early?"

"Because I made plans to go to Ocean Park with Brother Qian today!"

"?"

Zhao Mengsheng regained his senses in an instant.

He sat up abruptly, turning to look at Han Xiulan beside him: "Ocean Park? How come I didn't know about this?"

Han Xiulan lazily turned over, yawning with her eyes closed: "I was going to tell you the night before last, but you went straight to sleep after your shower, so I didn't have a chance."

Zhao Mengsheng was stunned for a moment, vaguely recalling that there was indeed such a thing - the night before last, Han Xiulan said she had something to discuss with him, but he didn't get back until 10 o'clock that day, and he was tired and sleepy, so he said "Let's talk about it tomorrow morning".

He pursed his lips: "Well... you can tell me the next morning too."

"I forgot the next morning," Han Xiulan said nonchalantly.

"..."

Zhao Mengsheng opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

However, he didn't notice that Han Xiulan, who had turned her back, already had a sly smile on her lips.

In fact, Han Xiulan did it on purpose.

She had long seen through her husband's thoughts—he was clearly terrified that their daughter would be snatched away by some rascal, yet he would put on airs and pretend to be calm, as if "it's normal for our daughter to make friends." Every time she saw Zhao Mengsheng's hypocritical act, she couldn't help but tease him.

To be honest, Han Xiulan doesn't really object to Jiajia playing with Lu Qian. After all, the Lu family is now showing signs of becoming the number one conglomerate in Asia, and if the two children can really get together, it would be a good match.

However, Zhao Mengsheng... didn't think that way at all.

The usually composed and unflappable Vice President Zhao, who was always strategizing in his office, now had only one thought on his mind—oh no, oh no, his precious little cabbage is really going to be eaten by someone else's little pig...

Jiajia glanced at her serious-looking father, then at her mother who was secretly laughing. A little confused, she nudged them both, saying, "Dad, Mom, hurry up and get up!"

Zhao Mengsheng snapped out of his daze and quickly forced a gentle smile: "Okay, okay, Dad will get up now."

After saying that, he jumped off the bed nimbly and reached out to tidy up Jiajia's messy hair: "Good girl, go brush your teeth and wash your face first, Daddy will make you breakfast right away."

"Yay!" Jiajia cheered and ran out of the bedroom like a child.

Then Zhao Mengsheng turned around, grabbed Han Xiulan who was about to get up, lowered his voice, and solemnly instructed, "You have to keep a close eye on Jiajia when we go to Ocean Park today. She's young and doesn't know any better. Don't let those...those people take advantage of her."

"Who are they?" Han Xiulan asked with a smile.

"It's...it's those brats!"

"Oh—" Han Xiulan drawled, teasingly asking, "What's wrong? Are you already worried your precious little darling will fly away with someone?"

Zhao Mengsheng's face stiffened, and he stubbornly insisted, "I was simply worried that our daughter would be bullied outside!"

"Okay, okay, I'm worried about being bullied." Han Xiulan nodded with a smile and said no more.

She knew her husband's temperament very well; she knew when to stop joking around. If he really angered her, there wouldn't be any more fun next time.

……

After breakfast, Zhao Mengsheng squatted down at the door and carefully tied Jiajia's shoelaces. He patted his daughter's head reluctantly, his face full of heavy worry.

"Daddy's a bit busy today and can't take you to the park. When we get there, you must listen to Mommy, okay?"

"Okay!" Jiajia nodded vigorously. "Goodbye, Daddy!"

Zhao Mengsheng was filled with unease. He turned back at the door, pulled Han Xiulan aside, and added in a low voice, "Remember, don't let any young man outside hold our daughter's hand."

"Fine," Han Xiulan said, suppressing a laugh, "I won't let you hold my hand."

Seeing Zhao Mengsheng leave the house, turning back every few steps, Han Xiulan finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"Mommy, what are you laughing at?" Jiajia asked, tilting her head up curiously as she peeled off the cartoon stickers from the back of her hand.

"It's nothing, Mom's just laughing at some big, idiotic fool who says one thing but means another."

The little guy scratched his head, clearly not understanding the meaning of the idiom at all.

Around nine o'clock in the morning, the landline phone in the living room rang.

Jiajia rushed over first, stood on tiptoe, and grabbed the microphone: "Hello?"

A gentle voice came from the other end of the phone: "Jiajia, this is your Aunt Ruan. Auntie and Brother Qian are downstairs."

"Hello Auntie, we're coming!" Jiajia put down the phone and called into the house, "Mom! Aunt Ruan and the others are here!"

The two went downstairs and found that Ruan Mei and the others were not in the Rolls-Royce today, but in an MPV they had never seen before.

The car body is champagne-colored, with square yet rounded lines. The wide waterfall-style chrome grille shines brightly in the morning light, and the whole car exudes a restrained yet luxurious aura of nobility.

As Jiajia and her mother approached, the electric door on the left slid open silently, revealing a row of wide and comfortable leather seats. The interior was as quiet as a living room that could be moved around.

Han Xiulan's eyes lit up: "This car is really impressive!"

Ruan Mei gracefully stepped out of the car and greeted them with a smile: "This is Alfa Romeo's latest luxury minivan, designed for high-end family travel. If you like it, I'll have someone reserve one for you later."

This is the first new series of models launched by the High Table Group after acquiring Alfa. In order to make a name for itself and to create differentiation, Lu Chen personally took charge of the design and specially drew inspiration from the first-generation Toyota Alphard, which was extremely popular in later generations.

Unfortunately, due to an imperfect supply chain and the lack of widespread adoption of many technologies, the overall cost of the vehicle soared, with the lowest price reaching HK$900,000. However, thanks to its differentiated strategy, stunningly futuristic design, and unparalleled ride comfort, it attracted the attention of the wealthy elite upon its launch, resulting in unexpectedly strong sales.

"No, no, no, this car looks ridiculously expensive. My husband Zhao can't afford it." Han Xiulan waved her hand. She was no longer the domineering young mistress she was a few years ago. She knew that Zhao Mengsheng was at a crucial moment in his career advancement, and she couldn't give anyone cause for criticism.

Ruan Mei knew that she was genuinely declining, so she considerately said no more.

Watching the two women chatting happily, little Jiajia couldn't wait to climb into the carriage. She immediately spotted Lu Qian sitting in the back seat, her eyes lighting up instantly: "Brother Lu Qian!"

"Jiajia," Lu Qian greeted her with a smile.

Then, the two little ones started playing and frolicking in the spacious carriage. Jiajia would curiously pinch Lu Qian's cheeks one moment, and stuff the delicate candies she had hidden in her pocket into his hand the next, chattering away like a little sparrow.

Lu Qian wasn't annoyed; he listened quietly, occasionally responding with a word.

Tian Yang'en was still in charge of driving. Ever since the birth of the young master Lu Qian, Tian Yang'en had been reassigned to be in charge of the absolute safety of Ruan Mei and Lu Qian.

Tian Yangsheng and the others wholeheartedly agreed—after all, it was more reassuring for Sixth Sister to follow the First Madam and the Young Master than to fight alongside them.

Of course, when Madam Lu and her eldest son go out, they won't only have one bodyguard.

In fact, two black Mercedes-Benz sedans followed in front of and behind the MPV, with two groups of twelve bodyguards from Jiahe Security silently trailing in the traffic, forming a tight mobile defense line.

……

The convoy traveled through the bustling urban area of ​​Hong Kong Island, speeding south along Wong Chuk Hang Road, and soon arrived at the main entrance of Ocean Park Hong Kong Island.

Thanks to the clear skies and pleasant temperature today, the park entrance was bustling with people, filled with laughter and chatter. Vendors selling colorful balloons, selling cotton candy from carts, and attracting tourists with cameras crowded the main road.

As the only super theme park on Hong Kong Island that integrates large-scale amusement facilities and marine life exhibitions, Ocean Park Hong Kong Island has quickly become the most popular amusement destination in Hong Kong since it was built and opened in 1977 by the Hong Kong Jockey Club at great expense.

With the addition of thrilling attractions such as the "Crazy Roller Coaster" and the "Sky-High Swinging Boat," this place has become a paradise that countless children on Hong Kong Island dream of.

As soon as they entered the gate, the two children's eyes lit up.

"I want to ride the bumper cars!" Jiajia said sweetly, pointing to the bumper car track in the distance.

"Okay! Auntie will take you there now!" Ruan Mei said affectionately, holding one child's hand in each hand.

Ruan Mei and Han Xiulan accompanied them to play a few not-too-thrilling rides at the amusement park at the foot of the mountain, and then they went to visit the aquarium. After all that, Jiajia's face was flushed and her forehead was sweating.

In contrast, Lu Qian, who was a little older than her, remained quiet throughout the entire process. After getting out of the car, he even tidied Jiajia's hair, which had been ruffled by the wind.

"Brother Qian, aren't you afraid?" Jiajia asked, tilting her head up.

"Don't be afraid," Lu Qian said. "If you're scared, just hold on to me."

Han Xiulan watched from the side, amused, and nudged Ruan Mei's arm: "Your son is going to be something special in the future."

Ruan Mei smiled knowingly, feeling that the child was becoming more and more like his father.

As they played until noon, the sun grew stronger. Lu Qian's gaze lingered on Jiajia's face for a moment—the little girl's lips were now dry and covered with a thin layer of white skin.

He didn't say it directly, but turned to Ruan Mei and called out, "Mom, I'm thirsty."

Ruan Mei followed his gaze to Jiajia, then looked at her son, and replied with a smile, "Okay, Mom will take you to get something to drink."

"I want to drink too!" Jiajia jumped up.

"We have them all..." Ruan Mei smiled, took the two children's hands, and walked towards the elegant cold drink shop not far away.

at this time,

Da da da da da—

Several gunshots suddenly rang out at the foot of the mountain.