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

After a long while, Zhou Yan slowly came to his senses, and after a moment of silence, replied, "Oh..."

Wei Yinuo was speechless. She felt that chatting with Zhou Yan would lower her IQ.

So he simply got straight to the point: "Uncle, why did you add me on WeChat?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan immediately perked up and replied confidently, "Hmph, can't I add you on WeChat?"

Wei Yinuo was both amused and exasperated, but she couldn't show her anger directly, so she could only give a perfunctory reply: "Okay, of course, you can add as much as you like."

Zhou Yan seemed quite satisfied with the answer and continued triumphantly, "That's settled then. Look at you, why do you ask so many questions?"

Wei Yinuo was completely speechless, muttering to herself, "This old man is really troublesome!"

She simply ignored Zhou Yan, casually put her phone aside, picked up a fashion magazine from the coffee table, and began flipping through it as if no one else was around.

Song Zhi, leaning against the hospital bed, noticed Wei Yinuo seemed a bit bored and suggested, "Yinuo, why don't you go home first? I think you're getting quite bored staying here."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo was slightly taken aback, her face full of surprise. She slowly raised her eyes to meet Song Zhi's gaze and asked hesitantly, "Ah? Is it really okay?"

Song Zhi nodded slightly and replied affirmatively, "Of course, Jia Chen is here with me now, nothing will happen."

As she spoke, she gave Jia Chen a reassuring look.

Song Jiachen chimed in, "Yes, Wei, you should go back now. I'll stay here and take care of my sister."

Wei Yinuo hesitated for a moment, then said hesitantly, "But...but what about my uncle..."

Wei Yinuo didn't finish her sentence, but Song Zhi knew what she was worried about.

She picked up where Wei Yinuo left off and comforted her, "Don't worry, Yinuo, I'll talk to your uncle myself later. Besides, you're probably bored here, so you can go out for a walk."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo hesitated for a moment before replying, "Alright then, I'll leave now and come back to see you tomorrow?"

Song Zhi gently shook her head and said softly, "No need to come. I should be able to be discharged tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo replied with unwavering determination, "I'll come to be with you even after you're discharged from the hospital, hehehe..."

Hearing Wei Yinuo say that, Song Zhi didn't say anything more.

Wei Yinuo quickly stood up, picked up her backpack from the side, and said to Song Zhi with a smile, "Auntie, I'll be leaving now. See you tomorrow!"

After saying that, she walked straight out of the ward without looking back.

After Wei Yinuo's figure completely disappeared through the doorway, Song Jiachen, who had been suppressing his curiosity, finally couldn't help but ask, "Sister, what's going on? Why does Wei Yinuo call you 'little aunt'? Is there something wrong with her?"

After saying that, he glared at Wei Yinuo's departing figure with an unhappy expression.

Upon hearing Song Jiachen's words, Song Zhi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

She gave a dry laugh but didn't say anything.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Song Jiachen continued to press, "Sister, tell me, why does she call you 'little aunt'? Are you and her uncle...?"

At this point, Song Jiachen widened his eyes and said incredulously, "You're dating her uncle?"

Faced with her younger brother's direct question, Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded gently.

Upon seeing this, Song Jiachen's eyes widened in disbelief. He stared at Song Zhi as if she were a stranger for a long time before finally coming to his senses and muttering to himself, "Sister, you weren't tricked by some old man, were you?"

Hearing this, Song Zhi was both annoyed and amused, and retorted irritably, "Why do you think he's just an old man?"

Without even thinking, Song Jiachen blurted out, "Wei Yinuo's uncle, how could he not be old?"

Now Song Zhi finally understood Song Jiachen's unique thought process.

Before she could even speak, Song Jiachen impatiently continued, "Sis, I strongly oppose you being with that old man. Break up with him right now!"

Song Zhi could only smile helplessly and explain softly, "Alright, Jia Chen, you haven't even met him in person yet. Once you do, you'll understand my choice."

But Song Jiachen wouldn't let it go, pouting unhappily and muttering, "Hmph, I don't care about all that, I just don't agree to you two being together."

Song Zhi could only reach out and gently pat Song Jiachen's head to comfort him, saying, "Alright, alright, let's not talk about this anymore."

Nevertheless, Song Jiachen kept muttering to himself.

Song Zhi really couldn't do anything with her willful younger brother, so she could only smile helplessly again and casually ask, "By the way, how did you get here today?"

Song Jiachen said dismissively, "I came with my mother."

She had barely finished speaking when, as if suddenly remembering something, she asked, "Why didn't Mom come in with me?"

While muttering to himself, he quickly picked up his phone to call Zhao Man.

He skillfully pressed the dial button, but the phone was busy.

Upon hearing this, Song Jiachen pouted in dissatisfaction, staring at his phone screen with suspicion, muttering to himself, "Who is Mom talking to? It's been on a call for so long..."

"Okay, stop making calls for now. Get me the bottle, I'm going to the restroom."

Upon hearing this, Song Jiachen put away his phone and stood up to pick up the perfume bottle that had fallen to the side.

At this moment, Wei Yinuo walked to the elevator and saw that there were quite a lot of people in line. Wei Yinuo stood there waiting listlessly, feeling that time was passing unusually slowly.

So she simply walked to the left corridor, saw a row of chairs there, randomly found a seat, and took out her phone to start playing with it.

Just then, a sharp yet familiar female voice suddenly entered Wei Yinuo's ears: "Hmph! I wonder which man that little bitch has hooked up with. I don't even know which ward Song Jinguo is in."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo frowned slightly, a strange curiosity rising in her heart.

She slowly raised her head and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman dressed very elegantly was carrying an expensive handbag on one arm and holding a phone in the other, complaining incessantly.

Wei Yinuo stared at her for a while, feeling that the woman looked familiar, but couldn't quite place where she had seen her before.

Perhaps noticing Wei Yinuo's gaze, the middle-aged woman subconsciously raised her eyes and looked in their direction.