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

But she didn't stop. Instead, she quickly walked to a place a little further away so as not to interrupt her call with Fu Lu.

Wei Yinuo sat alone on the bench, bored. She stretched lazily, took out her phone, and unlocked the screen with practiced ease.

A WeChat message pops up on the screen.

It was sent by Zhou Yan.

Wei Yinuo couldn't help but feel curious. She opened her WeChat interface and saw that the message had been sent an hour earlier.

What is she doing?

Wei Yinuo stared at the screen for a moment, then quickly replied with a puzzled emoji.

However, after waiting for a while, there was still no reply from Zhou Yan.

Her curiosity grew, so she decided to stop waiting and dialed Zhou Yan's number directly.

The phone rang only twice before being answered quickly.

"Hey, niece, why did you suddenly decide to call your uncle?"

Zhou Yan's slightly teasing voice came through the receiver.

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo's cheeks instantly flushed slightly.

She coughed lightly, trying to hide her embarrassment, before slowly saying, "Uncle, I saw your WeChat message, so I quickly called back to ask what you wanted."

"have you eaten?"

Zhou Yan's voice was somewhat languid; one could tell from his tone that he had just woken up.

Wei Yinuo was slightly taken aback by the sudden question.

He wondered to himself, "Could this person have come specifically to ask me if I've eaten?"

She couldn't help but feel a little puzzled, and after hesitating for a moment, she slowly replied, "No, what's wrong?"

"I didn't eat either."

Zhou Yan responded simply, his tone still languid.

Wei Yinuo blinked, slightly surprised, and said, "...Then you go eat?"

"Come here, let me show you what I can do."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wei Yinuo asked incredulously, "You're going to cook for me?"

Zhou Yan hummed in agreement: "So, my dear niece, how about it? Would you do me the honor?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo looked somewhat embarrassed and hesitated, wanting to refuse: "But?"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yan interrupted, "No buts, hurry up and come over, or you'll miss this opportunity."

Wei Yinuo frowned slightly, her eyes flickering as she looked at Song Zhi. Their gazes met unexpectedly.

Wei Yinuo's heart tightened suddenly, and a strange panic surged into her heart. She could even feel her heart beating faster.

"Um... Uncle, I'm afraid I really don't have time."

Yinuo tried to make her tone sound calmer, but she still couldn't hide a hint of hesitation and guilt.

The next second, Song Zhi hung up the phone and walked towards her.

Seeing Wei Yinuo on the phone, he lowered his voice and said, "Yinuo, your uncle wants me to come over."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo quickly nodded and replied, "Okay, go ahead!"

Before she could finish speaking, Zhou Yan's urgent voice came through the phone again: "Okay, then you'd better hurry up and come, don't stand me up!"

Immediately afterward, before Wei Yinuo could respond, Zhou Yan abruptly hung up the phone.

Wei Yinuo stared at the black screen of her phone and couldn't help but sigh deeply.

That's not what she meant.

Wei Yinuo felt somewhat helpless.

Song Zhi noticed Wei Yinuo's listless, wilted expression and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Yinuo, did something happen?"

Wei Yinuo gently shook her head and said with a smile, "It's really nothing, Auntie, let's go back quickly."

Song Zhi gave a slightly apologetic smile and said softly, "I'm so sorry, I've only been here a short time, and yet..."

Before she could finish speaking, Wei Yinuo interrupted her urgently.

He waved his hands repeatedly and explained with a smile, "Oh, Auntie, it's alright. Actually, I have something to take care of when I need to go out. Could you please let my uncle know?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi frowned slightly, a hint of doubt flashing in her eyes, and asked, "Are you going out now?"

Wei Yinuo nodded without hesitation.

Song Zhi raised her wrist, glanced at the time on her watch, and then suggested with concern, "Yinuo, why don't you stay and have a meal with us before you leave?"

Wei Yinuo shook her head and replied, "Thank you, Auntie, but I've already made plans to eat out with my friends. If my parents ask where I've been, just tell them I went out with my classmates."

At this point, he seemed to remember something important and quickly added, "Oh right, remember to say you were with a female classmate."

After hearing this, Song Zhi smiled and nodded, replying, "Okay, then go quickly. Be careful on the road. I'll explain everything to your uncle."

After watching Wei Yinuo walk further and further away until she disappeared from sight, Song Zhi took a deep breath, then adjusted her emotions and pace, turned around and walked towards the hall to find Fu Lu.

When she gently pushed open the door, she immediately saw the old man, who should have been in the study, sitting upright on the sofa.

Suddenly, Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and she involuntarily stopped in her tracks, becoming somewhat hesitant.

The old man had sharp eyes and instantly caught the subtle change in her expression. He smiled slightly and beckoned to Song Zhi in a kind manner: "Little girl, come over here quickly."

Hearing the old man's words, Song Zhi became even more flustered, but she still gritted her teeth and walked quickly toward him.

The moment she stood before the old man, she felt her throat go dry and her tongue get tied; she had absolutely no idea how to begin speaking.

Seeing this, the old man chuckled again and said gently, "Don't be so nervous, relax. Come on, sit down."

As he spoke, the old man pointed to the empty sofa not far away, gesturing for Song Zhi to come and sit down.

Song Zhi subconsciously turned her head to look at Fu Lu, only to see him smiling and nodding slightly at her.

Song Zhi felt a little more at ease and obediently walked to the designated sofa and sat down slowly.

Almost at the same time, Fu Lu also walked over and naturally sat down next to Song Zhi.

Then, he reached out his right hand and gently grasped Song Zhi's slightly cold hand, lowered his head, and gently comforted her in a low voice, "Don't be afraid, I'm here, you don't need to be so nervous."

Under the old man's stern gaze, Song Zhi couldn't help but feel a little timid. She really didn't dare to be too intimate with Fu Lu in front of the old man.

So, she subconsciously tried to pull her hand away from Fu Lu's tightly clenched hand.

However, Fu Lu seemed to have expected this, and instead of letting go, he gripped it even tighter.

Song Zhi's face instantly turned crimson. She lowered her head shyly and whispered in an almost pleading tone, "Ninth Brother, please don't do this, your father..."