He lured her deep into his trap, using both overt and covert methods to seduce her.

Zhou Yan was visibly taken aback upon hearing this, and then asked in confusion, "Why did you suddenly decide to investigate this? Is this a household registration investigation, and you're asking such detailed questions?"

Fu Lu frowned even more, a hint of impatience on his face, and coldly retorted, "Are you going to investigate or not?"

Zhou Yan muttered annoyedly on the other end of the phone, "Hey Fu Lao Jiu, this isn't asking for a favor, it's practically giving orders!"

Despite his complaints, Zhou Yan quickly gave in.

Fu Lu remained silent.

Zhou Yan said to himself, "With your terrible temper, only I can put up with you. Now I'll help you investigate, okay?"

Fu Lu's expression remained calm, and he simply nodded slightly in response. Just as he was about to hang up, Zhou Yan on the other end seemed to suddenly remember something and quickly spoke again.

"Hey, by the way, just wanted to mention something, my cousin Zhou Fu hasn't been causing any trouble with you lately, has she?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu frowned and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Zhou Yan's tone sounded somewhat urgent: "Don't worry about all that, just answer me whether it exists or not."

Fu Lu thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, she hasn't contacted me. What? Did she go to see you?"

Zhou Yan sneered and replied nonchalantly, "Tch, she would come looking for me? You know how bad our relationship is."

Fu Lu was speechless after hearing this, and said with a wry smile, "It's been so long since this happened, why do you still remember it?"

Zhou Yan snorted dismissively, "Hmph, I'll never forget it. I'll remember this for the rest of my life!"

Fu Lu sighed helplessly and explained, "I only met her once at my house before. I feel that the girl's temper has been greatly tamed, and she's become much more obedient."

But Zhou Yan was clearly not buying into his cousin's change of personality, and said with a disdainful look, "As the saying goes, it's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature. It's no wonder that someone like her can't change her personality."

Anyway, I think she hasn't given up on you yet. You'd better be more careful and watch your step.

After saying that, Zhou Yan seemed to suddenly remember something important. He frowned slightly and continued, "By the way, I think I should remind you to tell your Song Xiaozhi to be more careful."

My cousin, ugh! To be honest, I don't believe for a second that she can truly change her ways.

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu's face instantly darkened, and he subconsciously raised his deep eyes to look in the direction where Song Zhi was.

He replied casually, "I know."

"Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll hang up now. I promise I'll let you know as soon as I have any updates." As he was about to hang up, Fu Lu's indifferent voice reached his ears, causing him to pause slightly.

Fu Lu said, "Thank you, brother."

It took Zhou Yan a while to react, and he couldn't help but tease, "Hey, Fu Lao Jiu, did you take the wrong medicine today? You're actually thanking me. Have you been possessed or something?"

Faced with Zhou Yan's teasing, Fu Lu just retorted with a look of disgust: "Stop talking nonsense and get lost. Bye."

Before he could finish speaking, he ruthlessly pressed the hang-up button, giving Zhou Yan no chance to say another word.

……

As night falls, the lights are on.

The three arrived in Kyoto at around 7 p.m.

Fu Lu originally planned to take Song Zhi and the old lady directly to his place, but Song Zhi refused and insisted on returning to her small apartment.

Fu Lu didn't insist much and simply took the person to the apartment building.

After the car came to a stop, Song Zhi carefully helped the old lady out of the car. She then slowly walked to the car window, leaned down slightly, and gazed at Fu Lu, who was still sitting in the driver's seat.

She said softly, "Ninth Brother, I am so grateful to you these past few days, thank you."

Fu Lu reached out and ruffled her hair, smiling helplessly: "I told you not to be so polite with me."

Song Zhi lowered her head shyly, behaving very obediently. She said softly, "But I still want to thank you."

"No need to thank me, it's what I should do. Take the old man upstairs to rest, I'll come back to see you tomorrow."

Song Zhi nodded slightly. "Okay, then drive carefully on your way back."

After watching Fu Lu leave, Song Zhi turned around, affectionately took the old lady's wrist, and the two walked together toward the building entrance.

Along the way, the old lady looked around and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Zhi, have you moved out of your family home?"

Song Zhi nodded gently: "I stopped living at home in high school. This is a house I rented a while ago."

Upon hearing this, the old lady couldn't help but sigh deeply, muttering to herself with worry and helplessness, "Sigh...they're all her children. I don't know what your mother is thinking."

Song Zhi understood what the old lady was saying. She just smiled faintly and comforted the old lady, saying, "Grandma, I don't care about these things anymore. Let bygones be bygones."

Right now, all I want is to stay by your side, to make you happy and healthy.

"But I feel sorry for you. What kind of things has your mother done? What kind of mother is she? It's really too much. I will definitely have to talk to her properly later."

The old lady's face was full of pity, and her tone was tinged with indignation.

Faced with the old lady's indignation on her behalf, Song Zhi simply shook her head and forced a smile: "Forget it, I think I'm fine as I am now, so please don't worry about me."

The old lady couldn't help but sigh again. After a moment of silence, she asked, "By the way, child, is your father still not awake?"

Upon hearing this question, Song Zhi's expression changed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal, shaking her head helplessly and replying, "No, it's still the same as before."

Upon hearing this, the old woman moved her lips as if she wanted to ask something more, but in the end she only opened her mouth without making a sound.

Song Zhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If the old lady had continued to press for details about her father's illness, she really wouldn't have known how to answer.

Fortunately, the old lady seemed to sense her predicament and stopped asking any further questions.

The next morning, the sun had just risen, and soft sunlight streamed into the room through the window.

Song Zhi slowly opened her eyes, sat up in bed, and stretched.

Just as she was getting dressed and getting out of bed, she suddenly smelled an enticing aroma wafting from the kitchen.

Song Zhi got up and walked out of the bedroom, where she saw the old lady standing in front of the stove, busy with something.

A wave of emotion welled up in Song Zhi's heart, and her eyes became a little moist.

She quickened her pace to the old woman's side and said softly, "Grandma, why didn't you sleep a little longer? Why did you get up so early?"