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

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo immediately chimed in, "Oh, right, right, I remember now. You did mention to me before that you two only met this year."

Song Zhi nodded slightly: "Mm."

Wei Yinuo's young face was full of envy as she sincerely exclaimed, "You two can be considered childhood sweethearts, right? Auntie, to be honest, I'm so envious of you!"

However, upon hearing this, Song Zhi simply lowered her eyes silently, a bitter smile appearing on her lips.

She thought to herself: Envious? But... there is probably no future between her and Fu Lu.

Wei Yinuo keenly noticed that Song Zhi's complexion seemed a little off, and couldn't help but ask with concern, "Auntie, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

In response to Wei Yinuo's question, Song Zhi shook her head slightly and forced a smile as she replied, "It's alright, don't worry. I'll go and pack some clothes and belongings for you to change into."

After saying that, he stood up and walked quickly toward the bedroom.

Seeing this, Wei Yinuo quickly stood up as well, but because her foot injury had not fully healed, she walked with a limp.

She followed closely behind Song Zhi until they reached the bedroom door, where she stopped and looked expectantly at Song Zhi, who was changing the sheets. She cautiously asked, "Auntie, um... shall I sleep here tonight?"

Song Zhi paused slightly in her movements, then nodded and replied, "Yes, there are only two bedrooms in the house. You'll sleep in this one tonight, and I'll rest in the other one."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo hesitated for a long time before finally mustering her courage and saying softly with a blush on her face, "Then... can I sleep with you?"

After saying those words, she lowered her head quickly, as if she had done something wrong, and dared not look Song Zhi in the eye.

Song Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then gave an awkward laugh: "Sleep with me?"

Wei Yinuo nodded: "Yes, I don't want to sleep alone. Can I sleep with you?"

"Of course, as long as you don't mind."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo immediately grinned and said, "Of course I don't mind, hehe."

Song Zhi smiled and said, "Alright, you can go to the living room now. I'll be done here in a minute."

Wei Yinuo nodded: "Okay, thank you for your trouble, Auntie."

As he spoke, he walked towards the sofa.

I had just sat down when my phone started buzzing.

Wei Yinuo took out her phone and looked at the contact name.

After seeing that it was Zhou Yan calling, she hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not answer.

The main problem is that I really don't know what to say to Zhou Yan right now.

Wei Yinuo had been determined to give up on Zhou Yan, but after hearing Song Zhi talk about her past relationships, she started to waver again.

When Zhou Yan rejected her before, he said that she was too young to understand what love was.

So, if I grow up a bit more, will he be able to accept me?

Suddenly, the cell phone, which had been resting quietly on the coffee table, rang without warning, its crisp and urgent ringtone breaking the brief silence in the room.

Wei Yinuo, who was sitting to the side, glanced at the screen subconsciously and his face instantly lit up with excitement. He quickly got up, grabbed his phone, and rushed to the bedroom.

"Auntie, it's my uncle calling!"

Wei Yinuo shouted as she strode into the bedroom, her eyes gleaming with barely concealed excitement.

Hearing the call, Song Zhi, who was concentrating on making the bed, paused for a moment before continuing her work.

"I'm busy right now and can't answer the phone. I'll call him back later."

Song Zhi responded without looking up, her tone so calm that it seemed the call had nothing to do with her.

However, Wei Yinuo didn't seem to listen to Song Zhi's words. He just said with a grin, "Oh, I've already connected you, so just answer it. It's not urgent."

Before she finished speaking, she had already handed the phone to Song Zhi without hesitation.

Upon seeing this, Song Zhi was slightly taken aback, and then looked helplessly at the lit call screen in front of her.

After a brief internal struggle, she finally took a deep breath, as if she had mustered up a great deal of courage, and slowly reached out to take the phone.

"Hey……"

Song Zhi parted her lips slightly, her voice barely audible.

Fu Lu on the other end of the phone clearly caught the subtle sound immediately, followed by a direct question: "Song Xiaozhi, are you angry?"

Faced with Fu Lu's straightforward question, Song Zhi was slightly taken aback. After pondering for a moment, she lowered her voice again and replied, "No, can we talk about it tomorrow? Yinuo is here with me right now, and I need to make her bed quickly."

Why is she sleeping in your house?

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu's voice involuntarily rose a few decibels, his words clearly revealing a hint of surprise and displeasure.

Song Zhi immediately felt embarrassed. She glanced quickly at Wei Yinuo standing next to her with a slightly awkward expression, and then, as if afraid of being overheard, she hurriedly turned around and moved to the window before speaking again, "Um... well... I have something to take care of here, I'll hang up now."

"No."

Song Zhi let out a soft sigh. She really wanted to tell Fu Lu to stop putting on this act in front of her.

Even if what happened between them last night, she wouldn't pester him.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi spoke again: "Fu Lu, don't worry, I won't make you take responsibility, you don't need to feel burdened."

After Song Zhi finished speaking, a low laugh suddenly came from the other end of the phone: "Hehe, Song Xiaozhi, say it again."

Song Zhi pursed her lips and remained silent.

Fu Lu couldn't help but raise his voice: "Speak!"

Song Zhi tightened her grip on the phone, and after a long while, she slowly spoke: "You already heard me clearly, there's no need for me to say it again, it's pointless."

Fu Lu snorted coldly: "Boring? Song Xiaozhi, you're saying I'm boring?"

Song Zhi took a deep breath. "Fu Lu, that's enough. I'm hanging up."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu quickly interjected, "No..."

Before she could hear what was said next, Song Zhi hung up the phone.

Looking at the phone she had just hung up, Song Zhi suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

She tilted her head back, looked up at the night sky, forced back the tears in her eyes, and then turned and went inside.

Turning around, she saw Wei Yinuo looking at her with a worried expression.

Song Zhi forced a smile: "What's wrong?"

Wei Yinuo asked sullenly, "Auntie, did you and Uncle have a fight?"

Song Zhi was taken aback.

quarrel?

I wouldn't say it's comparable.

She shook her head slightly: "No."

“I heard it all just now, my uncle yelled at you.”

Song Zhi gave a wry smile and explained, "He didn't yell at me, don't overthink it."