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

At this, Song Zhi's face instantly turned bright red, and she shyly whispered a reminder, "Oh dear, Grandma is still here!"

But Fu Lu replied nonchalantly, "What's there to be afraid of?"

Faced with Fu Lu's shamelessness, Song Zhi felt both helpless and amused, secretly thinking to herself: How come I never noticed this side of this guy before?

With her grandmother sitting right next to her, Song Zhi felt too embarrassed to flirt with Fu Lu too intimately.

She forcefully broke free from Fu Lu's hand and urged him coquettishly, "Alright, alright, hurry up and concentrate on driving. Today is the day before the Lunar New Year, and everyone is rushing out to buy New Year's goods. There are a lot of cars on the road, so be careful."

Fu Lu escorted the old lady and Song Zhi back to their small apartment, then gently placed the shopping bag full of various items on the wooden table in the living room.

He turned around to face the kind-faced old lady and said softly, "Grandma, I'd like to take Zhizhi out for a bit. Will you be alright staying home alone?"

Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately beamed with joy and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Yes, yes, you young couples should go out more often. Go ahead, I'm perfectly fine at home."

As he spoke, he kept gesturing to Song Zhi.

Standing to the side, Song Zhi blushed with embarrassment. Just as she was about to say something, Fu Lu suddenly grabbed her arm and hurriedly led her out of the house.

When she got downstairs, Song Zhi lowered her head slightly, her gaze involuntarily falling on her hands.

At this moment, her hand was being held tightly by Fu Lu's large and thick hands.

Fu Lu's hands were large and warm.

In that instant, a thought suddenly surged into Song Zhi's mind.

If she could continue to walk hand in hand with Fu Lu through the long years like this, what a happy thing that would be for her.

Even after sitting in the passenger seat, Song Zhi kept replaying the beautiful moment when Fu Lu held her hand, and a sweet smile unconsciously appeared on her lips.

As she fastened her seatbelt, she asked, "Ninth Brother, where are we going?"

Fu Lu slowly leaned closer to Song Zhi and softly called out in a deep voice, "Baby."

Hearing the sound, Song Zhi turned her head, her eyes filled with confusion and bewilderment. She blinked her big, bright eyes and asked, "What's wrong?"

Fu Lu did not answer her question, but instead lowered his head and kissed Song Zhi's lips.

Song Zhi sat in her seat like a docile little rabbit, without reaching out to push the person in front of her away.

She obediently tilted her delicate little head back, closed her eyes slightly, and accepted Fu Lu's gentle kiss.

Fu Lu kissed Song Zhi tenderly, and time seemed to stand still at that moment.

After a while, he slowly stopped moving and then gently pressed his forehead against Song Zhi's forehead.

At this moment, his breathing was slightly rapid and disordered, and he asked in a low voice with a hint of unease, "If I don't take the initiative to contact you, will you never think of contacting me?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's breath hitched, and she looked away from Fu Lu.

She had never thought about this question before, and for a moment, she didn't know how to answer Fu Lu.

Upon seeing this, Fu Lu couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.

He slowly released his hands from Song Zhi's tight embrace, sat up straight, and fastened his seatbelt.

Without hesitation, he started the car and quickly drove out of the dimly lit underground parking garage.

Full of doubt, Song Zhi turned to Fu Lu beside her and asked softly, "Where are we going?"

Fu Lu looked ahead, a slight smile playing on his lips, and said mysteriously, "You'll know when we get there."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi pouted slightly and muttered a dissatisfied grumble in a low voice, but still obediently sat quietly in the passenger seat.

About half an hour later, the car finally came to a smooth stop in a parking space.

Song Zhi slowly raised her head, her gaze sweeping over the unfamiliar and somewhat desolate surroundings. Her doubts deepened: "Ninth Brother, where exactly is this place...?"

Before he could finish speaking, a nurse in a white coat hurriedly walked past the car.

Is this a hospital?

Song Zhi pondered to herself.

Just then, Fu Lu pushed open the car door and got out, then quickly walked around to the side where Song Zhi was and gently opened the car door.

He bent down slightly, reached out a hand to take Song Zhi's slender wrist, and helped her out of the car.

Only after her feet were firmly on the ground could Song Zhi see the true scene around her.

Looking at the familiar hospital scene before her, she frowned and asked suspiciously, "How did we get here? Is someone sick?"

However, faced with her series of questions, Fu Lu remained silent, simply holding her hand tightly and walking straight into the hospital.

Before long, they arrived at the outpatient hall.

A male doctor wearing a white uniform and glasses walked towards Fu Lu with a warm smile and greeted him.

Fu Lu nodded slightly in acknowledgment: "Dr. Zhao, thank you for your trouble."

Immediately afterwards, the male doctor spoke up: "No trouble at all, Mr. Fu. The patient you brought in has regained consciousness and is in stable condition. Please come with me."

After saying that, he turned around and led the way, taking Fu Lu and Song Zhi towards the elevator.

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu with suspicion. She lowered her voice and asked cautiously, "Ninth Brother, who exactly are we here to visit?"

Fu Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a mysterious smile. He deliberately whetted Song Zhi's appetite, saying, "Don't be in a hurry. You'll find out soon enough. Be patient."

Hearing him say that, Song Zhi pouted in dissatisfaction and muttered something under her breath, but in the end she didn't ask any further questions.

A few minutes later, the two arrived at the door of a hospital room.

Fu Lu suddenly released Song Zhi's hand without warning and gestured for her to go in first.

Song Zhi looked surprised and pointed at herself in disbelief, saying hesitantly, "Me, should I go in first? Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"

After all, he was someone Fu Lu knew, so it wouldn't be appropriate for him to go in first.

Fu Lu smiled and coaxed, "Be good, listen to me, go inside quickly."

Although Song Zhi still had doubts, seeing Fu Lu's resolute attitude, she had no choice but to obediently comply.

She responded softly with an "Oh," then slowly reached out, gently pushed open the door, and carefully stepped into the ward.

She had only taken two steps inside when she realized that Fu Lu hadn't followed. She turned around and looked at Fu Lu, who was still standing outside the ward door, and asked in confusion, "Ninth Brother, why didn't you come in with me?"

However, Fu Lu simply stood there quietly, smiling as he repeated what he had just said: "Listen to me, go inside."

Song Zhi's curiosity grew stronger. Who was staying in that ward?