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

Song Zhi didn't speak.

Zhou Yan, who was driving, turned to Song Zhi and asked with a grin, "Little Zhizhi, where are you going?"

Song Zhi thought for a moment and then said, "Qingshan Road."

Zhou Yan was somewhat surprised: "That place is a bit remote, what are you going there for?"

Song Zhi didn't mind and said truthfully, "My father is in a nursing home over there, and I want to go and visit him."

Since her last falling out with her mother, she hasn't had time to visit her father at the nursing home.

I took advantage of the day I was out and had some time to visit the elderly.

Zhou Yan was somewhat surprised: "It's not Qingshan Sanatorium?"

Song Zhi nodded and responded softly.

Zhou Yan casually remarked, "That sanatorium is no good. Why would your family arrange for your father to stay there?"

Song Zhi lowered her eyes and didn't speak. Fu Lu, who was standing next to her, lingered on her face for a few seconds before saying with displeasure, "Just drive your car. Stop talking so much."

Just as he finished speaking, a cell phone rang from inside the car.

Fu Lu took out his phone, glanced at the contact name, and pressed the call button.

"what?"

"I told you, don't worry about it."

"Okay, I'm driving, I'm hanging up."

Fu Lu was somewhat annoyed by what was said on the other end of the phone, and his tone was also unpleasant.

Zhou Yan, who was driving, glanced at Fu Lu through the rearview mirror and asked, "Your mother?"

"Ah."

Zhou Yan: "Why did your mom call you?"

Fu Lu: "Drive your car."

Zhou Yan cut off his clothes: "I know even if you don't say it, she introduced you to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu interrupted him in a deep voice: "Just drive your car properly, why are you talking so much nonsense?"

Zhou Yan wore an "I knew it" expression. He glanced at Song Zhi through the rearview mirror and feigned grievance, saying, "Little sister, you saw it too. What kind of life am I living with Fu Laojiu? He abuses me every day and won't even let me speak."

Song Zhi's lips twitched, and she glanced sideways at Fu Lu.

She spoke softly, "You talk too much."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Well, he felt that the couple weren't good people.

Indeed, birds of a feather flock together.

……

More than ten minutes later.

The car came to a smooth stop at the entrance of an alley.

"Zhizhi, the road ahead is under construction and you can't get through. You'll have to walk a bit."

Zhou Yan suddenly spoke.

Song Zhi looked up and saw that the original main road was marked with a red line, and there was a sign next to it indicating that the only way to get there was to take the side road.

Song Zhi thanked Zhou Yan in the driver's seat.

Zhou Yan waved his hand: "Why are you being so polite, Brother He?"

Song Zhi didn't speak, but glanced at Fu Lu sitting next to her and said, "Well then, I'll be going now."

As they spoke, Song Zhi opened the car door and got out. She went to the passenger seat and politely said goodbye to Zhou Yan: "Drive carefully on the road, this section is not easy to drive on."

Zhou Yan beamed: "Is your little sister worried about her brother?"

Song Zhi's lips twitched.

This person is insane.

She ignored them and turned to walk towards the sanatorium.

Fu Lu sat in the back seat, quietly watching the girl's back. Suddenly, Zhou Yan's cheeky boastful voice came from the front: "Family, who knows? There's actually a little girl who cares about me."

Fu Lu raised his eyes, gave him a sinister look, and then opened the back door and got out of the car.

He stood at the driver's side door, and without saying a word, pulled open the door: "Get out."

Zhou Yan looked completely bewildered: "What's wrong, bro?"

"Get out of here."

Fu Lu looked displeased.

Zhou Yan immediately became unhappy: "Hey Fu Lao Jiu, you were the one who insisted that I drive, and now you're telling me to get lost? Are you out of your mind?"

Fu Lu smiled and said, "That's why I'm telling you to get off the bus now."

"No, it's so cold, you're making me take a taxi by myself, have you no conscience..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu slammed the car door shut.

Bang.

Zhou Yan was completely dumbfounded.

He tentatively asked, "Hey bro, what's wrong with you?"

Fu Lu coldly remarked, "Drive the car back yourself."

Zhou Yan: "..."

I never noticed before that Lawyer Fu was so stingy.

She would give him the cold shoulder at the drop of a hat.

Zhou Yan chuckled awkwardly, "Ninth Brother, don't be angry, this is your car."

Fu Lu ignored him, waved at him, and turned to walk towards the sanatorium.

……

After getting off the bus, Song Zhi took out a map and began searching for the exact location of the sanatorium.

As Song Zhi walked, she suddenly felt someone staring at her from behind.

This is a relatively remote part of the urban village, surrounded by old houses.

Song Zhi subconsciously quickened her pace.

But she could clearly feel that the person following her was also speeding up.

She stopped and turned around.

The man who was originally in the car is now standing by the roadside, pretending to look down at his phone.

Song Zhi really didn't know what Fu Lu was trying to do, and she got a little angry: "You, you were following me?"

Fu Lu looked up, took a few steps to stand in front of her, and said casually, "No."

Song Zhi clearly didn't believe it: "Then what are you doing here?"

Fu Lu dismissed it: "Just got back to the country, so I'm just taking a look around."

Song Zhi gave a soft "oh": "Then you can spin around on your own."

After saying that, he ignored Fu Lu and walked towards the gate of the sanatorium.

He had only taken a couple of steps when Fu Lu caught up with him.

Song Zhi stopped in her tracks, tilted her head back, and looked at him with annoyance: "What exactly do you want?"

Fu Lu's gaze fell on the girl's cheek. The girl had long, thick eyelashes. When she looked up at Fu Lu, a small hexagonal snowflake landed on her.

Perhaps because of the extremely low outdoor temperature, it did not melt immediately.

Fu Lu reached out and gently brushed the snowflake off her eyelashes with his index finger: "Snowflakes, they got on your eyelashes."

Song Zhi was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, the snowflakes fell heavier and heavier, mixed with sleet. Before long, Song Zhi's hair was soaked, and her little face was red from the cold.

"Aren't you going to see your father? Go on."

Fu Lu spoke.

Song Zhi withdrew her gaze and turned to walk inside.

Fu Lu followed behind Song Zhi at a leisurely pace, with two steps between them.

As they entered the sanatorium building, Song Zhi turned to Fu Lu and asked, "Are you coming with me to see my father?"

Fu Lu was taken aback by Song Zhi's direct question.

To be honest, he doesn't seem ready to meet the parents yet.

It's not really appropriate to come empty-handed, without even bringing a gift.

As if struck by a sudden inspiration, he blurted out: "Isn't it too early to meet the parents now?"

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter.

She tilted her head back and looked up at him: "Then why are you following me?"

Without hesitation, Fu Lu said, "A friend of mine was speeding a while ago and got into a car accident and is now paralyzed. I came to visit him."

Song Zhi's lips twitched: "Your friend is paralyzed and in this nursing home?"

Song Zhi clearly did not believe it.

This is the most remote and poorest sanatorium in the urban village of the port area. Fu Lu's friends are mostly rich and powerful, so why would they come here?

Who are you fooling?

Seeing that Song Zhi didn't believe him, Fu Lu continued, "It's not surprising that someone who went bankrupt lives here."

Song Zhi listened to his incoherent words but didn't point it out. She nodded slightly and said, "Oh, then go see your friend."

He added at the end, "You know which ward your friend is in, right?"

Fu Lu replied, "I know, how could I not know?"

After saying that, he turned and walked in the opposite direction from Song Zhi.

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu's retreating figure, and couldn't help but feel puzzled.

Could it be that a friend of mine is really paralyzed here?