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

However, the words coming from the other end of the phone were like a thunderbolt, instantly turning her face deathly pale.

"Song Zhi, don't be so smug. I won't let you off so easily!"

The other party's vicious voice clearly reached Song Zhi's ears through the receiver.

Upon hearing that familiar voice, Song Zhi's body trembled violently, and the hand holding the phone began to shake uncontrollably.

After a long while, she finally came to her senses from the shock and struggled to find her voice to ask, "Zhou Fu, I don't think I've offended you, so why are you doing this to me?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fu on the other end of the phone first let out a cold laugh, then said sarcastically, "Why? Song Zhi, you still have the nerve to ask me why now? Don't you think you're ridiculous?"

Song Zhi was somewhat bewildered by Zhou Fu's words. She frowned slightly, trying hard to recall her past interactions with Zhou Fu.

Suddenly, the words the thugs had said during our previous encounter flashed through my mind.

So he hurriedly asked, "You...you like Fu Lu, right?"

However, Zhou Fu did not respond to Song Zhi and hung up the phone without hesitation.

Song Zhi was unwilling to lose contact with Zhou Fu like this, so she quickly dialed the number again, but she could not get through.

At this moment, recalling the stern warning Zhou Fu had just given over the phone, Song Zhi felt a chill rise up her spine, and her whole body trembled involuntarily.

Is it really true that Zhou Fu won't let him off easily?

Just then, Wei Yinuo pushed open the door and walked in.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Song Zhi sitting blankly on the hospital bed, her eyes empty and lifeless, not even noticing that he had entered the room.

A sense of worry welled up in Wei Yinuo's heart. She quickly walked to the bedside and gently waved her hand in front of Song Zhi's eyes.

"Auntie, what are you daydreaming about?"

Song Zhi then seemed to wake from a dream and slowly raised her head. When she saw that the person who came was Wei Yinuo, she forced a smile: "Yinuo?"

Wei Yinuo nodded and asked with concern, "Auntie, what happened to you? Why are you suddenly hospitalized again?"

Seeing Wei Yinuo's worried eyes, not wanting to make her worry about his injury, he forced a smile and made up an excuse to get rid of her.

"Yinuo, don't worry too much. I just tripped and fell. I'll be fine in a few days."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo clearly did not believe it: "No one can fall like this when they wrestle. You were obviously beaten up."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was slightly taken aback.

The child immediately realized that he had been hit.

For a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Seeing that she didn't speak, Wei Yinuo guessed, "Did my uncle hit you?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi waved her hands repeatedly: "How could that be? Your uncle didn't hit me."

"Then what's going on with you? Don't try to fool me, I'm not a child anymore."

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, about to speak, when she heard Wei Yinuo say quietly, "If you don't tell the truth, I'll ask my uncle."

Upon hearing this, Song quickly shook her head: "No, don't ask him."

Fu Lu was already stressed enough about work, and she didn't want to cause him any more trouble because of her own issues.

Wei Yinuo pressed on, "Then tell me what happened?"

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment before saying, "I encountered a thief on my way home and got into a fight with him."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo looked shocked: "What thief? Have they been caught?"

Song Zhi nodded: "Mm."

"What did the police say? How many years will they sentence me to?"

"Your uncle is handling this; I don't know the specifics."

Wei Yinuo was a little annoyed: "Oh, if I were here, I would definitely beat him to death for you. I practice Taekwondo."

As he spoke, he even showed off his biceps to Song Zhi.

Song Zhi was amused by her: "Alright, I'm fine, don't worry about me. But you, won't your coming here affect your studies? You have exams in June."

Wei Yinuo shook her head: "It's okay. I'm an art student, so I don't need to care too much about my academic scores."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was somewhat surprised: "Are you an art student?"

Seeing his surprised expression, Wei Yinuo asked, "Auntie, didn't you see the artistic aura emanating from me?"

Song Zhi's lips twitched: "Really not. Is Taekwondo also within the scope of the art exam?"

"How could that be? I studied fine arts."

Song Zhi was somewhat surprised: "I really didn't notice."

“My art exam scores are great. As long as my academic score is above the passing mark, I don’t need to worry. And if all else fails, I still have my uncle.”

After saying that, he playfully winked at Song Zhi.

Song Zhi asked in confusion, "What does this have to do with your uncle?"

"He has superpowers." He chuckled after saying that.

Song Zhi looked completely bewildered: "What superpower?"

"Oh, don't worry about me. I'll take care of my studies."

Seeing her confident expression, Song Zhi smiled helplessly: "It's good to be confident, but we shouldn't relax. Work hard these next few months, and you'll be free once you go to university."

Wei Yinuo curled her lip: "Bullshit, it's all a lie, it can't liberate people at all."

Song Zhi's lips twitched.

This kid seems loud and boisterous, but I didn't expect him to be so smart; this whole line of reasoning didn't work on him at all.

"At least it's easier than what you're doing now. You can't afford to fall so low that you can't even pass your cultural studies exams, can you?"

Wei Yinuo nodded obediently and replied, "I know, Auntie, I will definitely study hard."

Song Zhi smiled and patted Wei Yinuo's head, saying with relief, "Well, that's good."

Wei Yinuo chuckled sheepishly, then, as if remembering something, asked, "By the way, Auntie, what did the doctor say?"

Seeing her concerned expression, Song Zhi smiled and said, "Don't worry, it's nothing serious. The doctor said she can be discharged after a few days of observation."

She tried to make her tone sound light, not wanting Wei Yinuo to worry about her.

Wei Yinuo frowned and said, "Auntie, you're so pitiful. You've been to the hospital so many times."

Song Zhi gave a wry smile.

This year seems to have been a bit unlucky.

After I'm discharged from the hospital, I'll go to a temple to pray and get rid of the bad luck.

Suddenly, the previously closed ward door was gently pushed open from the outside, and a clear, melodious voice rang out: "Nono, I'm here."

Upon hearing the sound, Wei Yinuo quickly turned her head to look at Xu Ning, who had entered the ward, and asked impatiently, "Ning, have you bought all the things I asked you to buy?"

Xu Ning smiled and nodded, then lifted the two large bags she was carrying and shook them. She quickly walked to the table next to her, carefully put them down, and replied, "Don't worry, they're all here!"