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

"What about at night? Are you going to stay at the hospital all night too? You can't possibly stay up all night, can you?"

Seeing Zhou Yan pressing her relentlessly, Wei Yinuo steeled herself and nodded in agreement.

"Of course I have to stay and keep watch over my aunt tonight! She lives alone in the hospital, what if something unexpected happens to her?"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Wei Yinuo with a half-smile, and said slowly, "Your uncle will go directly to the hospital to accompany your aunt after get off work. I have already confirmed this with him."

So, what excuse do you have left to refuse?

Wei Yinuo was speechless and could only lower her head and remain silent.

Zhou Yan sighed softly.

"Alright, Nuonuo, if you're not going to hide, then have a meal with me, and I'll come pick you up then."

"Oh, got it."

Anyway, when her uncle comes back, she'll sneak away.

If Zhou Yan asks, she'll say she forgot and go straight home.

This is what Wei Yinuo was thinking.

Throughout the afternoon, Song Zhi could tell that Wei Yinuo was distracted.

Song Zhi thought it was because of family matters, so she couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Nono, are you alright?"

Song Zhi couldn't help but speak up.

Wei Yinuo, who was looking in the mirror, paused for a moment, then looked a little confused: "I'm fine."

"Nono, don't overthink it. Your mother and your uncle will handle it."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo immediately understood.

She smiled somewhat awkwardly: "Auntie, I wasn't thinking anything."

"That's good. Adults should handle their own affairs."

"Oh dear, Auntie, please don't treat me like a child. I'm an adult now, and I understand a lot of things."

Song Zhi smiled and nodded.

"By the way, Auntie, when are you and Uncle getting married?"

Wei Yinuo suddenly spoke.

Song Zhi felt somewhat embarrassed.

Marriage is not something she can decide on her own.

Seeing that Song Zhi didn't speak, Wei Yinuo asked curiously, "Hasn't my uncle proposed to you yet?"

Song Zhi glanced at the roses arranged by the window, her eyes filled with a smile.

Although Fu Lu has been very busy lately, he still sends a bouquet of flowers every day.

She suddenly remembered what Fu Lu had said when he confessed his feelings to her.

That was considered a marriage proposal.

'Obtained.'

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo immediately became interested: "How do you ask for it? Isn't it romantic?"

Proposals in idol dramas are always very romantic.

Flowers, balloons, candlelight dinner, fireworks, and rings—all are essential.

Song Zhi smiled somewhat awkwardly: "It's alright."

Wei Yinuo pouted: "What do you mean by 'not bad'?"

"I think it's quite romantic."

"How did my uncle ask you for it?"

Song Zhi thought for a moment and said, "When you wash my feet."

Wei Yinuo was somewhat surprised: "That's it?"

"Ah."

"And then you agreed?"

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo said with a look of disappointment, "Auntie, how could you agree? You should have refused and told my uncle to make the proposal ceremony more romantic, preferably the kind that everyone knows about."

"Can I reject him now?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo waved her hands repeatedly: "Of course not, you already agreed."

If I really refuse now, and my uncle finds out that I was the one who encouraged him, I'm doomed.

Song Zhi laughed and joked with her, "Anyway, we're not married yet."

"That won't do. If my uncle finds out, he'll definitely beat me up."

After saying that, he began to speak well of Fu Lu to Song Zhi.

"Auntie, my uncle may not be romantic, but he's very practical. He buys you whatever you want. Isn't he a great man who's economical and practical?"

Song Zhi nodded in agreement: "Your uncle is very good."

"Of course, so you absolutely can't back out. I'm still waiting to drink your wedding wine."

"it is good."

"Can I have the bouquet then?"

"What? You want to get married too?"

"No, no, I just wanted to bring good luck. Besides, I'm still young and don't want to enter the grave of marriage too early."

"Nono must have someone she likes."

Song Zhi asked the question.

Wei Yinuo looked away somewhat guiltily: "Why did we suddenly bring me into this? We're talking about your wedding right now."

"Looks like it really is. Who is it?"

Wei Yinuo lowered her head, shook her head slightly, and remained silent.

Song Zhi said, "Tell me about it, and I'll give you some advice."

"There's no reference point; I've already decided I don't like him anymore."

Song Zhi was somewhat surprised.

Wei Yinuo said dejectedly, "Auntie, I confessed to him, but he rejected me."

"Who?"

Wei Yinuo shook her head: "I can't say."

"Do I know him?"

"know."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi could roughly guess who it was.

She said, "If you refuse, it means you're not a good match."

“He always treated me like a child, but I’m an adult now.”

"Then just ignore him. When you go to college, date a handsome senior and make him regret it."

"He doesn't regret it at all; he didn't like me at all."

After saying that, she thought of something and complained, "You know, he doesn't even like me, but he still insists on having me eat with him, cooking for me, and buying me the fruits and cakes I like."

Is he sick? No, I have a feeling he's just stringing me along.

"So, did you take the bait?"

Wei Yinuo was stunned.

She asked herself: Had she taken the bait? Every time she said she wanted to stay away from Zhou Yan, she couldn't refuse him when he clung to her.

Wei Yinuo disliked this version of herself; she wasn't neat and efficient at all.

"Auntie, what should I do?"

Wei Yinuo asked with a worried expression.

"Then just follow your heart."

Upon hearing this, Wei Yinuo was stunned.

Follow your heart...

Zhou Yan's handsome yet somewhat aloof face involuntarily appeared in her mind.

However, she quickly shook her head violently, trying to drive the image out of her mind.

Just then, a crisp cell phone ringtone broke the silence.

Wei Yinuo turned to look at her phone beside her. When the screen lit up, it showed the caller's name.

Zhou Yan.

Upon seeing the name, her heart skipped a beat, but after hesitating for a moment, she reached out and gently swiped the answer button.

"Hello, Uncle Zhou, what's up?"

Wei Yinuo tried her best to make her voice sound calm and natural.

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Come down, I'll take you to dinner."

Wei Yinuo was startled upon hearing this and quickly asked, "Shall we go now?"

"It's now."

Wei Yinuo frowned: "But my uncle hasn't come yet!"

Zhou Yan seemed to have anticipated her response and replied calmly, "Don't worry, he's already on his way and should be here soon."