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

After cleaning up, Song Zhi sat on a stone stool to the side, leaning against the tombstone, and talked to herself about the things that had happened over the years.

She wanted Song's mother to understand what had happened to her over the years, so that they wouldn't have a generation gap.

Only after the sky had completely darkened did Song Zhi slowly stand up.

She looked at the old lady who was still by her side and said softly, "Grandma, let's go."

The two then walked side by side on their way to the hospital.

When Song's father saw his elderly mother, his eyes instantly welled up with tears, and his throat felt as if something was blocking it, so he could only let out a low and hoarse sob.

Finally, he opened his mouth with difficulty and called out in a trembling voice, "Mom."

The old lady walked forward shakily and reached out to grasp Song's father's withered hand: "Jin Guo, your mother has come to see you."

Song Zhi gently placed the items she was carrying on the table beside her, then silently turned and left the ward.

She walked all the way to the balcony at the end of the corridor and stopped.

At this moment, the clock had already struck eight o'clock in the evening. Night had quietly fallen, and colorful fireworks began to bloom one after another in the pitch-black sky.

Song Zhi tilted her head slightly, gazing at the dazzling fireworks exploding in the sky, as brilliant and dazzling as blooming flowers.

Without thinking, she took out her phone from her pocket, turned on the camera, and recorded a short video of only a few seconds of fireworks blooming in the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, she opened WeChat Moments and edited a concise caption above the video she had just filmed.

[A special New Year, but I'm very happy.]

After editing, she took a deep breath and pressed the send button without hesitation.

Almost at the same instant, the phone screen lit up, indicating a new message.

The post I just made on WeChat Moments has already received likes.

Song Zhi glanced over subconsciously and discovered that the first person to like the post was actually Fu Lu.

Her heart skipped a beat, and a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

Liked instantly? Was Lawyer Fu chatting on WeChat?

Thinking of this, Song Zhi opened Fu Lu's chat page, preparing to send him a New Year's red envelope, but before she could send it, a phone call came in.

Looking at the caller ID on her phone screen, Song Zhi hurriedly pressed the call button, held the phone to her ear, and whispered, "Hello, Ninth Brother."

Fu Lu's deep, magnetic voice immediately came from the other end of the phone: "Where are you?"

Upon hearing this question, Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully, "At the hospital."

As soon as she said it, worried that Fu Lu might overthink it, she quickly added, "I'm with my grandma, staying up with my dad at the hospital to celebrate the New Year. What about you? Have you had your New Year's Eve dinner yet?"

Fu Lu leaned against the second-floor balcony, his eyes slightly narrowed, looking down at the bustling lobby on the first floor.

A faint smile appeared on his lips as he said slowly, "Not yet, they're still cooking in the kitchen. What about you?"

"I haven't come out yet. My grandma is in the hospital with my dad right now, so I came out to get some fresh air."

"It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."

Song Zhi chuckled and said, "No, I'm wearing thick clothes."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhi heard someone talking on the other end of the phone. She whispered, "Ninth Brother, you can go ahead and do your work. I'm hanging up now."

"I am not busy."

Song Zhiwei was taken aback: "I heard someone talking just now."

"Yes, it's my brother-in-law and his family playing mahjong."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi couldn't help but feel curious and asked softly, "Ninth Brother, does your family have many members?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu smiled and asked in return, "Why would you think that?"

Song Zhi tilted her head slightly, thought for a moment, and then replied, "Doesn't Zhou Yan call you Ninth Brother?"

Fu Lu hummed in agreement: "And then?"

“Your sister also calls you Uncle. Your sister mentioned before that your father was the youngest son, so I thought you must be the ninth child, with eight older sisters above you.”

Fu Lu was taken aback at first, then couldn't help but chuckle: "Eight older sisters?"

Song Zhi nodded: "Mm."

Fu Ludi scoffed: "Then if I had eight older sisters, would you be afraid?"

Song Zhiwei was taken aback.

She'll definitely be scared; relationships between sisters-in-law are the most difficult to manage, let alone eight of them.

These aren't eight older sisters, they're eight empress dowagers!

Song Zhi asked softly, "Are your eight older sisters easy to get along with?"

"She's alright. You've met my older sister a few times. Do you think she's easy to get along with?"

Song Zhi paused.

Can she speak ill of her sister-in-law?

It's probably not possible.

Song Zhi said somewhat guiltily, "I think my older sister is pretty good, hehe."

"Fool."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi said coquettishly, "Ah, what? Why are you calling me stupid? I'm not stupid."

Fu Lu smiled helplessly: "Silly girl, there are only two of us in my family, my eldest sister and me, so there's no need to worry about having eight sisters-in-law."

Having her little thoughts read, Song Zhi smiled somewhat awkwardly: "I wasn't worried at all."

Do you think I don't know what you're thinking?

Song Zhi was a little embarrassed: "Oh, Ninth Brother, please stop teasing me. I'm hanging up."

"No, let's talk."

Fu Lu quickly spoke up.

Song Zhi asked with some doubt, "Doesn't anyone at home talk to you?"

Fu Lu chuckled helplessly, "It's because I wanted to chat with you, I missed you."

Song Zhi's cheeks flushed, and she lowered her head, saying softly, "Then come to my house to see me after the New Year."

"Yes, I'll see you after the New Year."

"it is good."

A silence fell between them, and Song Zhi broke it first: "By the way, Ninth Brother, why does Zhou Yan call you Ninth Brother?"

"How did Zhou Yan get involved?"

“I’m not bringing him up, I’m just curious. You said you only have one sister in your family, and your friends used to call you Ninth Brother, so I always thought you were the ninth child.”

"So curious about my affairs?"

Song Zhi chuckled: "I'm curious about everything about you. Tell me about it."

Hearing the girl's coquettish tone, Fu Lu seemed a little uncomfortable. He coughed lightly, trying to cover up his embarrassment.

He quickly changed the subject, smiling as he asked Song Zhi, "Do you like watching fireworks?"

Song Zhi nodded excitedly and replied cheerfully, "Of course! I love watching fireworks. Why are you suddenly saying that?"

Fu Lu said softly, "There happens to be a grand fireworks show tonight."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's eyes immediately lit up, and she eagerly asked, "Really? That's great! When does the fireworks show start? Where is it held?"

Fu Lu raised his hand, glanced at the exquisite watch on his wrist, and then slowly said, "It will officially begin at nine o'clock sharp."

Just as he finished speaking, a loud voice suddenly came from downstairs: "Ninth Brother, come down for New Year's Eve dinner."