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

His tone was low and gentle, as if it possessed a magical power that could instantly calm people down.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down, and then nodded gently to Fu Lu.

With a smile on his face, Fu Lu gently took her hand and slowly walked towards the old man who was sitting upright in the center of the hall.

When he reached the old man, Fu Lu stopped and said, "Dad, this is Song Zhi, my girlfriend."

As soon as she finished speaking, the already quiet hall fell silent, and everyone's eyes were focused on Song Zhi.

She felt a burning sensation on her face, her heart raced involuntarily, and her hands clenched tightly together involuntarily, making her feel somewhat uneasy. She even stammered when she spoke.

"Dad, Happy New Year!"

As soon as she said those words, the entire hall fell into a deathly silence, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Song Zhi was completely bewildered, having no idea what had happened.

Fu Lu, standing to the side, had a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile he couldn't hide. He lowered his head, leaned close to Song Zhi's ear, and teased her in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Song Xiaozhi, you're pretty good, aren't you!"

After Fu Lu's reminder, Song Zhi suddenly realized what was happening.

It turned out that because of her excessive nervousness, she had blurted out "Dad" without thinking, following Fu Lu's words.

Song Zhi belatedly realized what was happening, and felt even more helpless.

Especially when she felt the entire living room's gaze fixed on her, a surge of heat rushed to her cheeks, and her face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple.

At that moment, she wished there was a crack in the ground she could crawl into to escape this embarrassing situation.

"I'm sorry, I, I..."

Song Zhi was so nervous that she couldn't even speak a complete sentence. She stammered, trying to explain something, but didn't know how to start.

Fu Lu held her hand tightly and comforted her in a gentle, deep voice, "It's alright, it's okay, you don't need to apologize to me."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi raised her head and opened her lips as if she wanted to say something more.

However, when her gaze inadvertently met the stern look of the old man sitting on the sofa, she felt a sudden panic.

She lowered her head quickly like a startled fawn, no longer daring to meet the old man's gaze.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire living room seemed to freeze, becoming extremely awkward.

Someone spoke up, "Ninth Brother, when are you going to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu interrupted, "I've loved her since I was eighteen, and I will only marry her in this lifetime."

Upon hearing Fu Lu's words, Song Zhi subconsciously looked up.

When she met Fu Lu's doting gaze again, Song Zhi blushed and remained silent.

"What kind of dirty talk are you talking about?"

Someone said something.

Fu Lu glanced in the direction of the gaze and said calmly, "I brought my girlfriend here today not to be scolded or gossiped about by the elders here. Who I marry is my own choice, and no one has the right to interfere."

"I plan to marry her after the New Year."

"You idiot, what nonsense are you spouting on New Year's Day?" the old man said.

No one present dared to utter a sound; they all looked at each other in bewilderment.

The old man roared again, "You brat, you bastard, you think I'll agree just because you brought him back?"

Fu Lu disagreed: "Dad, watch your mouth. Don't say such nasty things in front of your future daughter-in-law. Do you think you're still hoping she'll give you a grandson?"

The old man was slightly taken aback: "What do you mean? She's pregnant?"

As the old man spoke, everyone's attention turned to Song Zhi again.

Song Zhi was extremely embarrassed and wanted to explain that she was not pregnant, but before she could speak, she heard a series of hurried footsteps.

"Dengdengdeng" means approaching from afar.

Song Zhi looked in the direction of the sound and saw a girl dressed in fashionable clothes with bright pink hair rushing down the stairs.

The girl skipped and hopped all the way to Fu Lu's side, her face beaming with excitement and her big eyes sparkling with admiration.

She affectionately took Fu Lu's arm and said in a coquettish tone, "Uncle, where have you been? I didn't see you when I came in. I thought you weren't coming back today!"

Fu Lu glanced at her, his gaze lingering on her striking pink hair for two seconds. His brows furrowed slightly, and his face revealed an undisguised look of disdain.

He coldly demanded, "What's with this pink hair of yours? What do you look like!"

The girl, however, didn't seem to mind. Instead, she chuckled, her eyes sparkling with excitement and pride, and replied with a grin, "How is it? Isn't it beautiful? I went to get it done a few days ago!"

As she spoke, she gently stroked her pink hair.

Fu Lu's face grew increasingly gloomy. He shook his head in displeasure and said in a deep voice, "Don't forget, you're still a student. How can you be so careless about your image? It's simply..."

However, before he could finish speaking, the girl impatiently interrupted him.

"Oh, I know, I don't do this every day. I just dyed it during the holiday. I'll dye it back to black when school starts, so don't worry about it!"

The girl waved her hand dismissively, seemingly unconcerned about Fu Lu's criticism.

Fu Lu sighed helplessly and continued to press, "Don't your parents care about you either?"

The girl pouted and said confidently, "I already told my mom, and she didn't object. Besides, I'm taking the college entrance exam in June. I'm almost an adult, not a child anymore. I can make my own decisions about this little thing."

As soon as she finished speaking, she chuckled again and then turned her gaze to Song Zhi, who was standing to the side.

"Hey, who are you?"

Fu Lu reached out and patted the girl's head: "Have some manners, this is your aunt."

The girl covered her forehead, pursed her lips, and didn't say anything.

Fu Lu continued, "Yi Nuo, take your aunt around and take good care of her."

Wei Yinuo pointed at herself in disbelief: "Me? You want me to take care of her?"

Fu Lu raised an eyebrow: "Is there a problem?"

Wei Yinuo shook her head repeatedly: "No, of course not, hehehe."

Actually, Wei Yinuo had already seen Song Zhi get out of Fu Lu's car when she was upstairs.

She was fully aware of Song Zhi's true identity.

So when Wei Yinuo met Song Zhi's gaze, a fleeting, indescribable smile quickly crossed her eyes.

Wei Yinuo smiled sweetly and invited, "Aunt Song Zhi, come on, let me show you around our flower garden, it's so beautiful!"