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

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo immediately waved her hands repeatedly in refusal, shouting, "No, no!"

Zhou Yan asked with a puzzled look, "Weren't you just complaining about being hungry? Now that I've brought you here to eat, you don't want to anymore?"

Wei Yinuo pouted and muttered under her breath, "Forget it, I'll just eat at home. I don't really want to eat out."

Zhou Yan raised an eyebrow again, asking with great interest, "Oh? You don't mean you can cook for yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo replied somewhat hesitantly, "No, but we have a housekeeper who cooks for us."

Zhou Yan smacked his lips, muttering with a look of disgust, "A child this big can't even cook."

Wei Yinuo retorted angrily, "Hmph, mind your own business. You talk as if you're a great cook yourself."

However, to Wei Yinuo's surprise, Zhou Yan replied confidently, "Of course I can make it. How about it, do you want to try my cooking?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo's eyes widened in disbelief as she stared at Zhou Yan, as if she had seen something strange and unusual. She blurted out, "You can cook?"

"Don't believe me? Go try it and you'll see."

Zhou Yan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile.

For some reason, Wei Yinuo nodded as if possessed, and obediently followed Zhou Yan to his place.

As soon as Wei Yinuo stepped into Zhou Yan's house, she stood in the spacious living room, her big eyes darting around with curiosity, like a country bumpkin visiting the Grand View Garden.

He glanced here and there, muttering to himself, "Uncle, your house is so quiet and deserted."

At this moment, Zhou Yan came out of the kitchen with a glass of water in his hand. He slowly walked up to Wei Yinuo, gently handed her the glass, and said indifferently, "There's nothing I can do. I'm all alone, so it's naturally lonely."

After saying that, he gave Wei Yinuo a meaningful look.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo was slightly taken aback. The next second, she felt a surge of heat rush to her cheeks, which unknowingly turned hot and red.

Zhou Yan watched the little girl who had suddenly become shy with great interest.

Seeing her standing there blankly, not reaching out to take the water glass, Zhou Yan finally couldn't help but remind her, "Hey, niece, what are you daydreaming about?"

Wei Yinuo snapped out of her daze, hurriedly reaching out to take the water glass Zhou Yan handed her, stammering, "Th-thank you."

After saying that, he held the water glass in both hands and lowered his head.

Zhou Yan stared with great interest at the girl's ears, which were as red as ripe apples, and the smile in his deep eyes grew even stronger.

A slight smile played on his lips as he slowly began to speak, "My dear niece, you..."

However, before he could finish speaking, Wei Yinuo abruptly cut him off with her urgent and clear voice: "Don't call me that!"

Zhou Yan was slightly taken aback, a hint of doubt appearing on his face, his gaze fixed on Wei Yinuo's face, which was flushed red with shyness and anger.

At this moment, Wei Yinuo seemed a little uneasy. She pursed her lips tightly, her hands unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, and she kept stammering, but she couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

He could naturally sense the little girl's embarrassment and shyness, so he decided to stop teasing her to avoid making her even more embarrassed.

He gently patted Wei Yinuo's shoulder and said tenderly, "Okay, don't be nervous. Be a good girl and watch TV. Uncle will go make you some food." With that, he turned and walked towards the kitchen.

Wei Yinuo nodded gently, responded, and carefully raised the water glass to her lips, sipping the water in the glass one small sip at a time.

Her gaze never left Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan skillfully tied on a light blue apron, then strolled over to the refrigerator and opened the door.

As the refrigerator door slowly opened, a cool breeze wafted out, and a dazzling array of ingredients instantly came into view.

Zhou Yan bent down and carefully selected the ingredients he needed. Perhaps it was because that intense gaze was too strong that Zhou Yan was keenly aware of the girl's stare as he picked up the ingredients.

He paused slightly, then slowly turned his head and met Wei Yinuo's gaze.

In that instant when their eyes met, Wei Yinuo, like a startled fawn, hurriedly looked away, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

Seeing this, Zhou Yan couldn't help but smile faintly and said softly, "Nono, I'll just use what's in the fridge to make you dinner. If there's anything you particularly want to eat next time, you can tell me in advance."

His voice was deep and somewhat sticky.

When these words reached Wei Yinuo's ears, she felt a surge of heat rush to her cheeks, and a blush involuntarily rose to her cheeks.

She lowered her head shyly, her hands nervously twisting together, and stammered, "Uncle, Uncle, will there be a next time?"

Wei Yinuo's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz, almost inaudible.

However, Zhou Yan still clearly heard her question, and a barely perceptible smile flashed in his deep eyes: "Of course, you can come to me anytime you want."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Wei Yinuo nodded slightly, whispered "Oh," and then fell silent.

At this moment, Zhou Yan had already turned around and returned to the kitchen to continue preparing dinner, while Wei Yinuo sat alone on the sofa in the living room, idly fiddling with her phone.

After a while, as if she suddenly remembered something, she abruptly raised her head and looked towards the kitchen, asking, "Uncle, what is your exact address here?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan, who was chopping vegetables, paused for a moment, then put down the knife and turned to look at Wei Yinuo in the living room, a hint of doubt in his eyes: "Why did you suddenly think of asking for my address?"

Wei Yinuo smiled and waved the phone with its screen lit up in her hand, her lips slightly upturned, and said truthfully, "I suddenly had a craving for cherries, and coincidentally, I just saw that they were for sale, so I thought I'd just order some and have them delivered."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan smiled and nodded, carefully wiping the remaining water from his hands with a towel beside him, and replied, "Sure, I'll call the orchard in our neighborhood now and have them send some fresh ones over as soon as possible. By the way, besides cherries, would you like anything else?"

Before he finished speaking, he had already skillfully picked up his phone and was about to dial the orchard's number.

Wei Yinuo tilted her head and thought for a moment, then waved her hand excitedly and shouted, "Okay, then let's get some more strawberries."

Zhou Yan smiled indulgently and softly replied, "Okay."

He then quickly pressed the number and dialed the phone.