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

Song Zhiwei was taken aback: "Then, what do you want?"

Fu Lu leaned down, got close to Song Zhi, and said in a low voice, "Baby, give me a kiss."

Song Zhi froze, her pupils involuntarily contracting slightly.

"Huh? Now?"

Fu Lu feigned hurt and asked, "You don't want to?"

Song Zhi shyly and quietly said, "Grandma and my dad are here, I, I..."

Fu Lu coaxed softly, "Just one kiss, okay, my dear?"

Unable to resist Fu Lu's coquettishness, Song Zhi quickly kissed Fu Lu's lips on tiptoe before pulling away.

The old lady, who had been sitting by the bed, witnessed the warm and sweet interaction between the two people at the door.

Her face lit up with a wide smile, and she couldn't stop laughing. She quickly turned to Song's father, who was lying on the hospital bed, and called out, "Jin Guo, look! Our Xiao Zhi's boyfriend has come to visit you."

Song Jinguo's face was full of surprise, his mouth slightly open, and he said incredulously, "Is it the one you mentioned to me last night?"

The old lady sitting on the bed smiled and nodded, replying kindly, "That's right, it's him. This young man is really quite good. You mustn't deliberately make things difficult for him later."

Song Jinguo quickly replied, "That's definitely not the case."

Just as he finished speaking, a clear and energetic voice came from the doorway: "Grandma, Uncle, Happy New Year!"

Upon hearing Fu Lu's voice, the old lady's face immediately lit up with a bright smile, as radiant as the warm spring sun. She excitedly called out to the door, "Oh my, our little Fu is here! Come over here and let Grandma have a good look at you."

Fu Lu walked into the room with a smile on his face, carrying a steaming breakfast in his hand.

He walked to the table beside him, gently placed the breakfast down, and then turned and walked towards the bedside.

Upon reaching the bedside, Fu Lu first bowed slightly to Song Jinguo, then greeted him with a smile, saying, "Hello, Uncle Song. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm Xiao Zhi's boyfriend, and my name is Fu Lu."

Song Jinguo was clearly surprised and paused for a moment before realizing what was happening. He muttered to himself, repeating, "Fu Lu..."

Fu Lu nodded quite calmly and replied softly, "Mm."

As if suddenly remembering something, Song Jinguo stared intently at Fu Lu and asked, "Do you know Fu Qiming?"

Without the slightest hesitation, Fu Lu honestly replied, "He is my father."

Song Jinguo's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief, and he stammered, "You, you're actually Old Master Fu's son?"

Fu Lu, who was standing to the side, nodded slightly without saying anything.

Song Jinguo stared straight at Fu Lü for a long time without saying a word.

For a moment, the entire ward fell into an eerie silence, so quiet that you could almost hear a pin drop.

In the slightly awkward atmosphere, Song Zhi keenly sensed that something was wrong. She quickly placed the roses in her hand gently on the table next to her, and then walked over quickly, trying to break the silence: "Dad, would you like to get up and lean back a little? That might make you more comfortable."

Upon hearing Song Zhi's voice, Song Jinguo snapped out of his thoughts and nodded slightly.

After receiving her father's permission, Song Zhi quickly turned around and walked to the foot of the hospital bed, preparing to rock the bed so that her father could sit up.

However, just as she squatted down and before she could even start, Fu Lu came over and said softly to Song Zhi, "Let me do it. You go and eat something first, or it will get cold."

Song Zhi couldn't help but raise her head, looking at Fu Lu with a questioning gaze: "Can you do it?"

Faced with Song Zhi's questioning, Fu Lu showed a helpless smile and gently replied, "Of course I will, don't underestimate your brother."

Hearing Fu Lu's intimate words, especially in front of her family, Song Zhi felt her cheeks burning, and a blush quickly crept up her fair face.

She stood up somewhat shyly, not daring to even look up at Fu Lu again, and said in a soft voice, "Alright then, you do it, Grandma and I are going to have breakfast."

After saying that, she hurriedly ran to the dining table.

Song Zhi opened the breakfast box that Fu Lu had brought and placed the breakfast inside on the table.

These are all foods I like to eat.

A sweet smile appeared on Song Zhi's lips.

After breakfast, Fu Lu leaned over and whispered, "Are you ready?"

Song Zhi didn't react for a moment: "What?"

Fu Lu did not answer Song Zhi, but turned to look at Song's father on the sickbed: "Uncle Song, I'll take Song Zhi out for a walk first."

Upon hearing this, the old lady's face immediately lit up with a joyful smile, and she became more and more satisfied with Fu Lu the more she looked at him.

"go Go."

Song Jin Guo remained silent.

Song Zhi then belatedly realized that Fu Lu had mentioned taking her back to the Fu family last night, and she couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

She lowered her head slightly and said softly, "Ninth Brother, I still don't want to go out. I want to stay in the hospital and keep Dad company."

Fu Lu patiently explained, "Don't worry, I've arranged for a professional caregiver to stay here with your uncle. There won't be any problems."

Besides, Grandma has been in the hospital for a long time, so it would be good for us to take her home to rest first.

Hearing this, Song Zhi subconsciously turned to look at the old lady, only to see her beaming and waving her hands, saying, "Great! Great!"

Seeing the old lady's enthusiastic response, Song Zhi couldn't help but twitch her lips. She secretly groaned, thinking that the old lady had probably already been bought off by Fu Lu and had completely sided with him.

Left with no other choice, Song Zhi turned to her father, Song Jinguo, for help, hoping to gain his support.

Before she could finish speaking, Song Jinguo suddenly interrupted her, saying, "Mom, why don't you go out with Zhizhi first? I have something I want to talk to Mr. Fu about alone."

Song Zhi was slightly taken aback.

His father was clearly trying to get him away.

Without needing to guess, Song Zhi knew perfectly well what her father was about to say.

It was nothing more than praising Fu Lu and expressing great satisfaction, and then naturally bringing up the topic of marriage.

For some reason, Song Zhi felt a little annoyed by her father's reaction.

Wouldn't this make Fu Lu think she's desperate to get married?

One by one, they were all privately urging Fu Lu to hurry up and marry them.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi said, "Dad, what are you two whispering about behind my back? Why can't you say things to my face?"

Fu Lu gently reached out and patted Song Zhi's shoulder tenderly, soothingly saying, "Be a good girl, go downstairs with Grandma first, and wait for me by the car."

As he spoke, he handed the car keys to Song Zhi.