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

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhi's pretty cheeks instantly became burning hot, like a ripe apple.

Now I understand.

I understand it better than I ever could.

Song Zhi was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to say for a moment. She could only force a dry laugh to cover her panic and said in a low voice, "Then I am truly honored."

Fu Lu nodded, then followed up with, "So how do you plan to thank me?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi thought about it seriously. After a while, as if she had suddenly thought of something, she raised her head to look at Fu Lu, and then lowered her voice and said softly, "Lower your head first."

Fu Lu was slightly surprised, but he still bent down as instructed and brought his face close to Song Zhi's.

Just then, Song Zhi stretched out her arms and hugged Fu Lu's neck tightly, quickly giving him a light peck on the lips, and asked coquettishly, "Is this okay?"

Fu Lu was stunned for a moment, his deep and burning eyes staring straight at Song Zhi, as if time had frozen at that moment.

After a long while, he finally came to his senses, parted his thin lips slightly, and uttered two words: "Not enough."

Before he could finish speaking, and without giving Song Zhi even a chance to react, Fu Lu suddenly lowered his head and accurately sealed Song Zhi's delicate lips, which were as tender as flower petals.

Song Zhi had no recollection of when she fell into a deep sleep.

As she gradually regained consciousness, a sudden, urgent ringing of the telephone jolted her awake from her daze.

She struggled to open her heavy eyelids, feeling as if the whole world was still shrouded in a fog.

She subconsciously supported herself with her hands and slowly sat up straight. She glanced around the room and groped for her phone in a daze.

Finally, she reached for the constantly vibrating phone, her fingers clumsily pressing the call button. She put it to her ear and said weakly, "Hello, Yinuo."

Almost the instant she finished speaking, Wei Yinuo's familiar and clear voice came from the other end of the phone: "Auntie, what are you doing?"

Upon hearing Wei Yinuo's voice, Song Zhicai suddenly realized her situation, and her thoughts began to clear up.

She composed herself, trying to make her voice sound a little more normal, and replied, "I just woke up, what's wrong?"

Wei Yinuo was clearly surprised by the answer and raised her voice: "What? You slept all afternoon!"

Song Zhi responded softly. At that moment, she felt dizzy, as if her head was stuffed with cotton, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

After a while, Wei Yinuo seemed to hesitate for a moment, then lowered her voice and said cautiously, "Auntie, I'm sorry, I probably won't be able to make it today."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi felt a pang of doubt and quickly asked, "You're not coming back? Why?"

Wei Yinuo's eyes flickered, and she said softly, looking somewhat guilty, "It takes a whole hour to get there from here. The journey is too far, and it's too much trouble to travel back and forth, so... I don't want to go."

After hearing this, Song Zhi didn't have too many doubts. She just nodded slightly to show her understanding: "Oh, it's okay. I'll just tell your uncle later."

As soon as Song Zhi finished speaking, Wei Yinuo suddenly shouted anxiously, "No, please don't tell my uncle!"

Song Zhi looked puzzled and frowned as she asked, "Why is that? Is there something you can't let your uncle know?"

Wei Yinuo's expression turned somewhat awkward. He stammered for a long time before finally managing to say, "Well, just don't mention it. Not only my uncle, but even if my parents don't ask about it, please don't bring it up, okay?"

Hearing this, Song Zhi was filled with curiosity, but she still agreed: "Alright, since you've said so, I won't say. But what if they really ask me?"

Wei Yinuo hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "If they really ask, just say I'm at a classmate's house and I'm not going today. Remember, you absolutely have to say that!"

After saying that, she gave it a final, reassuring reminder.

Song Zhi replied, "Okay, I understand."

As soon as Song Zhi finished speaking, a soft creak was heard, and the bedroom door, which had been tightly closed, was slowly pushed open from the outside.

Song Zhi looked in the direction of the sound and saw Fu Lü walk in.

Song Zhi lowered her eyes slightly and said in a low voice to Wei Yinuo on the other end of the phone, "Yinuo, I have to go now, I'll contact you later."

After saying that, she quickly hung up the phone.

Fu Lu stepped forward, his deep eyes falling on Song Zhi, and asked seemingly casually, "Who called just now?"

Song Zhi raised her head, met his gaze, and answered softly, "It was Yinuo who called."

Upon hearing this name, Fu Lu frowned slightly and asked, "Where is she now? Why can't I see her?"

Song Zhi quickly told the truth: "She went to a classmate's house to play."

Fu Lu nodded slightly and did not ask any further questions.

Song Zhi tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling as she looked at the tall, handsome man in front of her. A faint blush rose on her fair face, and she asked somewhat shyly, "Ninth Brother, I... did I sleep for a long time?"

Fu Lu slowly extended his slender fingers and gently pinched Song Zhi's cheek, replying in a tender tone, "Yes, you slept for a whole afternoon."

Upon hearing Fu Lu's words, Song Zhi felt a sudden panic, and her already slightly flushed face turned even redder, like a ripe apple.

She complained coquettishly, "Ah! Ninth Brother, why didn't you wake me up sooner?"

You have to understand that Fu Lu's family members were not particularly satisfied with him to begin with. If they found him sleeping in here without any restraint, wouldn't that make them even more disgusted?

Thinking of this, Song Zhi couldn't help but feel annoyed and guilty.

However, at that moment, Fu Lu seemed to see through Song Zhi's thoughts and gently comforted her, "Don't overthink it. I didn't wake you because you were sleeping so soundly."

"But, but your father..."

What happened to my dad?

Song Zhi asked softly, "If I sleep in late at your house, will your dad think I'm lazy?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu chuckled softly, "No, Dad didn't say much. Don't worry."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Lu continued, "Are you hungry?" As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhi's stomach suddenly made a rumbling sound.

Song Zhi instantly wished she could disappear into a crack in the ground. Her face flushed bright red, and even the tips of her ears were tinged with a vibrant crimson.

Seeing this, Fu Lu couldn't help but chuckle. He reached out and ruffled Song Zhi's hair, saying softly, "Alright, don't be shy. I've already told the kitchen to save some food for you. Would you like to go downstairs to the dining room to enjoy your meal, or have the servants bring the food to your room?"

Song Zhi said softly, "I think I'll go downstairs to eat."

Fu Lu nodded: "Okay, then tidy up and come down. I'll have the auntie make it for you."