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

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi instinctively turned to look at Fu Lu beside her.

Fu Lu reached out and gently rubbed Song Zhi's head a few times, his eyes filled with undisguised doting affection: "Go on, I'll come find you in a little while."

Song Zhi nodded slightly.

Then, she bowed respectfully to the old man sitting in the main seat, greeted him politely, and then hurriedly followed Wei Yinuo away in a fluster.

The two walked slowly along the winding path in the courtyard.

As they walked, Wei Yinuo, who was quite curious, finally couldn't suppress her doubts and turned to Song Zhi beside her, asking cautiously, "Aunt Song Zhi, may I ask you a small question?"

"what?"

"Are you and my uncle planning to get married?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's pretty face froze slightly, and a blush quickly crept up her fair cheeks, making her appear somewhat shy and embarrassed.

She bit her lip lightly, hesitated for a moment, and then asked softly with a hint of embarrassment, "Why would you say that?"

"You just called my grandfather 'Dad' yourself. Don't tell me you're planning to marry my uncle?"

Wei Yinuo blinked her bright, lively eyes and looked at Song Zhi with an innocent expression, asking in return.

Song Zhi was startled and instantly understood.

So the little girl is Fu Ya's daughter!

Before she could explain anything, the little girl continued, "But, I heard from Grandpa that he doesn't seem to approve of you two being together."

Upon hearing this, a hint of surprise flashed in Song Zhi's beautiful eyes, and she quickly asked, "How do you know all this?"

Wei Yinuo curled her lip, looking completely unconcerned, and replied in a light tone, "Hmph, is that even a question? You're not good enough for my uncle at all. Someone as outstanding and handsome as my uncle has plenty of girls who like him. Of course, Grandpa hopes he can find someone better!"

As the girl spoke, Song Zhi's hands, which had been hanging at her sides, clenched involuntarily, her nails digging deep into her palms. She spoke softly, "Is that so?"

Wei Yinuo replied matter-of-factly, "Of course, I think Aunt Zhou Fu is very nice."

Song Zhi was somewhat surprised, but didn't say anything.

Wei Yinuo continued, "Aunt Zhou Fu and my uncle were childhood sweethearts, and they have a very good relationship. They were even betrothed when they were little."

"I know."

Wei Yinuo was somewhat surprised: "You knew all that?"

Song Zhi nodded without saying anything.

Wei Yinuo pressed on, "Then why are you still bothering my uncle? Your behavior is unethical."

Song Zhi smiled faintly and said nothing.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wei Yinuo pouted in dissatisfaction.

He muttered to himself: "I knew I wasn't wrong, it really is that mistress who's been cheating on me."

Song Zhi heard her mention the mistress, but didn't respond, and continued walking forward on her own.

Upon arriving at the flower garden, Song Zhi looked at the various colors of roses and the numerous varieties of bouquets planted there.

Song Zhi couldn't resist taking out her phone and starting to record.

Wei Yinuo stood aside watching Song Zhi's curious and excited look, like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden, and a hint of barely perceptible disgust flashed in her eyes.

After a while, Wei Yinuo finally broke the silence and said softly, "Isn't it beautiful?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi quickly nodded in agreement, "Yes, it's beautiful!"

As she spoke, she reached out and carefully and gently touched the delicate blue rose in front of her.

The soft touch of flower petals reached my fingertips.

She couldn't help but think of the bouquet of blue roses that Fu Lu had brought to the hospital for her that morning.

Were all these roses picked from the flower garden of this old house?

He even said he bought it on the way.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi felt a warmth in her heart.

After she marries Fu Lu, she wants to create a beautiful flower garden like this at home, and then raise a cute dog.

I just don't know if Fu Lu would like to keep dogs. If he doesn't, then he can keep a well-behaved and gentle cat.

When she thinks about petting cats and playing with dogs, and being able to share such a wonderful life with her loved one in the future, Song Zhi's eyes involuntarily reveal an even deeper smile.

Just then, Wei Yinuo, who had been standing quietly to the side, suddenly spoke up: "Aunt Song Zhi, what are you thinking about? You're smiling so happily."

Hearing Wei Yinuo's words, Song Zhi suddenly came to her senses. She put away the smile that had not yet faded from her face and gently shook her head: "It's nothing."

Wei Yinuo didn't press further, but instead asked, "Aunt Song Zhi, do you really like this blue rose?"

Song Zhi nodded and replied, "Yes, it's very beautiful. I'll give it back to you if you like it."

"Since you like them so much, why not take some back with you? There are plenty here anyway, and if you don't take them this time, you might not have another chance like this next time."

After saying that, she gave a meaningful smile.

Song Zhi was surprised and puzzled by Wei Yinuo's words. She frowned and asked in confusion, "No chance?"

Wei Yinuo nodded, a slight smile playing on her lips, and asked with a hint of provocation, "What? Are you planning to come to my grandfather's house again next time?"

Upon hearing Wei Yinuo's blunt and unpolite words, Song Zhi was instantly stunned, her throat feeling as if something was blocking it, and she didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Seeing that Song Zhi remained silent, Wei Yinuo became even more smug and continued, "To tell you the truth, my grandfather doesn't like you, let alone agree to let you be with my uncle. So, this is your last chance to step into my grandfather's house!"

Song Zhi listened silently to Wei Yinuo's words and nodded slightly: "Oh."

Wei Yinuo stared at Song Zhi, whose expression remained indifferent, and a sense of curiosity arose in her heart. She couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Song Zhi, after I've said so much, aren't you angry at all?"

Song Zhi looked at Wei Yinuo with a blank expression, her eyes full of doubt and confusion, and asked, "Angry? Why would I be angry?"

For a moment, Wei Yinuo felt as if she had thrown a powerful punch with all her might, but it was like hitting a soft ball of cotton, and she did not get any of the expected reaction. This feeling made her feel extremely frustrated.

She lowered her head slightly and let out a very low and dissatisfied snort, as if she was full of disdain and disgust for Song Zhi.

She didn't even bother to glance at Song Zhi again, and turned around and walked straight inside.

Seeing her attitude, Song Zhi couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

She could tell that the girl didn't like her.

But in this family, apart from Fu Lu, probably no one likes him.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi felt relieved.