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

As she said those words, for some reason, Song Zhi felt a pang of sadness welling up inside her.

If Fu Lu only chose to be with her because he was following the old lady's orders, then Song Zhi really felt that there was no need to force such a relationship.

The old lady quickly waved her hand and firmly denied it, saying, "No way, my dear granddaughter, Grandma definitely didn't tell him to do that."

Hearing her grandmother's resolute answer, Song Zhi was momentarily at a loss.

The old lady smiled and then slowly said, "That day, he told me very seriously that he wanted to be with me with the intention of getting married, and asked me for my opinion and thoughts on him."

"What could I possibly think? Although I've only known this young man for a few days, I'm a good judge of character. Xiao Fu is a nice guy; you'll definitely be happy with him."

Song Zhi stared blankly at the old lady, somewhat incredulous: "He really said that?"

The old lady smiled and nodded, replying affirmatively, "That's right, I never expected this child to be so proactive, he's already proposed to you."

Song Zhi lowered her head slightly, her gaze falling on the ring on her hand, and gently stroked it with her slender fingers.

After a moment, she spoke softly in a slightly low voice, "Grandma, actually, I may not be able to marry Father."

However, because Song Zhi spoke so softly, and because the old lady was old and her hearing was still not very good, what reached the old lady's ears was: "Grandma, I can marry Father Lu."

As soon as Song Zhi finished speaking, the old lady immediately beamed with joy, her mouth almost closing as she repeatedly uttered the word "good".

Song Zhi could only sigh silently in her heart. She knew very well that the old lady must have misheard what she had just said because she was hard of hearing.

Seeing the old man so happy, Song Zhi couldn't bear to explain any further, so she simply stopped talking and quietly buried her head in her food.

Since that day, Song Zhi seemed to be deliberately keeping her distance from her father, and never took the initiative to contact him again.

Her father called her several times, wanting to see her, but each time Song Zhi would politely but firmly refuse his request, saying that she was busy preparing for the New Year.

The day before the Lunar New Year, Song Zhi accompanied the old lady to the supermarket to buy New Year's goods.

As they slowly walked out of the supermarket carrying large and small bags of items, Song Zhi inadvertently caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in the distance.

Father's Law.

He was leaning against the door of a car, holding a bouquet of vibrant blue roses tightly in his arms.

He was wearing a black, fitted trench coat, the exquisite tailoring of which perfectly outlined his broad, sturdy shoulders and lean, powerful waistline; coupled with his long, straight legs, he frequently attracted the attention of passersby who stopped to stare.

Having not seen her father for the past few days, Song Zhi did miss him, but the thought of Zhou Fu's words terrified her.

For the first time, she experienced the dilemma of choosing between her lover and her family.

The old lady also saw her father, and said with a smile in a low voice, "Xiao Zhi, come over quickly, Xiao Fu is here to pick you up."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi subconsciously quickened her pace and walked briskly towards the direction where her father was.

As they approached, before Song Zhi could even speak, her father swiftly reached out and tightly embraced her slender waist, burying his head in the warm crook of her neck and gently nuzzling her, murmuring, "I missed you so much..."

Song Zhi blushed and felt shy at her father's bold and intimate actions.

She struggled slightly, then lowered her voice and said, "This is a public place, let go!"

Upon hearing Song Zhi's words, Father Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a doting smile.

Then, as instructed, he released his arm from Song Zhi's, but immediately handed the beautiful bouquet of blue roses to her.

Song Zhi stood there, her beautiful eyes fixed on the bouquet of vibrant blue roses before her, and a bright smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

She reached out and took the flowers from Lu's hand, asking in confusion, "Why did you suddenly think of buying me flowers?"

A hint of tenderness flashed in Father's deep eyes. He smiled slightly and replied softly, "I already promised you that."

As he spoke, he naturally took the heavy shopping bag from Song Zhi's hand and carefully placed it in the trunk.

Immediately afterwards, the father carefully helped the old lady into the car. After she was settled in, he turned and moved to the passenger side.

He gracefully and skillfully opened the car door, then bent down slightly, smiling and very gentlemanly, and used his hand to protect Song Zhi's head from accidentally hitting the door frame.

Holding the beautiful bouquet of blue roses, Song Zhi smiled happily and sat in the spacious and comfortable passenger seat.

After settling in, she turned to look at her father, who was focused on driving, and asked curiously, "By the way, how did you know that Grandma and I were shopping at the supermarket here?"

However, before Father Lu could answer, the old lady's cheerful voice came from the back seat: "Haha, it's me. I'm the one who told Xiao Fu that you were here."

Song Zhi looked at her grandmother with a face full of surprise and asked in confusion, "Grandma, how did you know his phone number?"

Father Lu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and patiently explained: "When we were in Fengcheng, I asked my grandmother to save my number, and I specifically told her that if anything happened, she could call me anytime."

Hearing this, Song Zhi lowered her voice and said, "Actually, there's really no need to make this special trip, especially since you've only just recovered from your cold."

While focused on driving, Father replied, "How could it be unnecessary? I don't think so. For me, it's very necessary."

After saying that, he turned his head and smiled at Song Zhi.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi lowered her head in embarrassment and remained silent.

The car stopped at a traffic light intersection.

While waiting for the green light to turn on, Father Lu turned his head slightly and glanced tenderly at Song Zhi beside him.

Song Zhi was seen with her head down, lost in thought, seemingly preoccupied with something.

He couldn't help but reach out his right hand and gently pinch Song Zhi's rosy cheek.

"What are you thinking about? You seem so engrossed in thought."

"Father Lu asked softly. Song Zhi was startled by the sudden intimate gesture and quickly raised her hand to try to slap away Father Lu's large hand that was on her face, but unexpectedly, Father Lu reacted quickly and immediately held her small hand tightly.