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

Fu Lu was still lying in bed when he saw Song Zhi come in, so he quickly closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

Song Zhi rolled her eyes at him, walked to the balcony, picked up a hairdryer and started drying Fu Lu's clothes.

Fu Lu opened his eyes when he heard the roar of the hairdryer and saw Song Zhi holding his underwear in one hand and the hairdryer in the other.

This is the first time a child has washed his clothes.

Fu Lu was secretly delighted.

Just then, a sudden cell phone ringtone sounded.

Fu Lu's heart tightened, and he quickly reached out and turned off the phone before it could even fully ring.

A short while later, a message notification popped up on the phone screen.

It was sent by my assistant.

[Mr. Fu, I've brought the clothes you requested. They're at the door; please open it for me.]

Seeing this, Fu Lu quickly typed on the keyboard and replied.

Just hang it on the door.

After sending the message, he tossed his phone aside and ignored it.

The assistant standing at the door was somewhat bewildered by Fu Lu's reply.

He looked around; the door was bare, and there was nowhere to hang clothes.

Just as he was about to edit the message again to ask where he should put the clothes, he heard a "click" and the door was opened from the inside without warning.

The assistant looked up in surprise and saw the old lady standing in front of him.

He paused for a moment, then smiled and greeted her warmly, "Hello, Grandma!"

The old lady stood at the door, her gaze falling on the unfamiliar young man in front of her, a hint of doubt in her eyes.

She looked him up and down and asked softly, "Young man, who are you looking for?"

Upon seeing this, the assistant standing to the side quickly stepped forward and explained with a smile, "Grandma, hello, I am Mr. Fu's assistant, and I came here specifically to deliver clothes to him."

Upon hearing the name "Fu Lu," the old lady's face immediately lit up with a smile. She said kindly, "Oh, it was young Fu who sent you here. Come in quickly."

Upon hearing this, the assistant shook his head repeatedly, handed the bag in his hand to the old lady, and said, "Grandma, I won't go in. These are Mr. Fu's clothes. Please give them to him."

The old lady took the bag and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you for making this trip."

The assistant smiled and replied, "It's no trouble at all, Grandma. I'll head back now. Please remember to tell Mr. Fu."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After watching her assistant leave, the old lady, who had originally planned to go downstairs for a walk, changed her mind at the last minute.

She carried the bag into the house, placed it on the sofa, and then went straight to the kitchen.

At that moment, Song Zhi inside the room had just dried Fu Lu's underwear.

Blushing, she walked to the bedside and threw the underwear in her hand directly at Fu Lu's face.

"Stop pretending to be asleep, hurry up and put it on."

Fu Lu reached out and ripped off the underwear covering his head.

The scent of lavender was the same as the scent of Song Zhi's clothes.

Fu Lu looked arrogant.

The child washed his own clothes.

Song Zhi looked at his smug expression and couldn't help but laugh.

She glanced at her still-damp shirt.

It won't dry in less than an hour or two.

Song Zhi decided to give up.

She walked to the bedside and looked at the man curled up in her bed.

"Your clothes aren't dry yet, don't go out. I'll go out and buy them for you when the store opens."

Fu Lu smiled, his eyes crinkling: "Okay."

When Song Zhi left the bedroom, she repeatedly told Fu Lu not to come out.

She checked the time; it was a little past seven.

At this time, the old lady should have gone out for a walk.

Unexpectedly, when I arrived in the living room, I saw the old lady making breakfast in the kitchen.

When the old lady saw Song Zhi come out of the bedroom, her eyes crinkled with a smile: "Have you washed your face?"

Song Zhi chuckled dryly and shook her head: "No, not yet."

"I feel like I'm going to wash up and come over for breakfast."

Song Zhimu nodded.

Go to the restroom to brush your teeth and wash your face.

When Song Zhi came out of the room, she found that the old lady had already neatly arranged breakfast on the table.

Song Zhi walked quickly to the dining table and found a seat.

"Grandma, is my dad still not awake?"

Song Zhi asked casually.

The old lady smiled and replied, "He's still sleeping. I've already saved breakfast for him. I'll just heat it up for him when he wakes up."

Song Zhi nodded, then picked up a spoon to drink the porridge.

The old lady gently placed the last plate of delicate side dishes on the table. Seeing Song Zhi start eating immediately, she frowned and asked, "Why are you eating alone? Where is Fu Lu?"

Upon hearing her grandmother's question, Song Zhi's chopsticks suddenly froze for a moment.

She hesitated for a moment, then deliberately replied casually, "Oh, he's not here."

The old lady subconsciously looked towards Song Zhi's bedroom.

"Not here??"

"Yes, he's not even at our house."

Song Zhi sounded somewhat guilty when she said this.

I dared not look the old lady in the eye.

He ate breakfast with his head down, pretending to be relaxed.

"How could that be? I heard his voice last night."

Song Zhi: “…”

Sure enough, the old lady was old, but her hearing was still very sharp.

Nothing can be hidden from her.

Song Zhi was a little embarrassed: "He, he's not hungry, we don't need to worry about him."

The old lady looked serious upon hearing this.

"How can you only think of yourself? Go and wake him up for breakfast. You have no manners at all!"

Song Zhi felt a little embarrassed. She also wanted to get Fu Lu up, but there were no clothes for him at home.

She said somewhat awkwardly, "He...he's really not hungry."

"How can someone skip breakfast? If you won't go wake him up, then I will!"

After saying that, the old lady quickly wiped the water off her hands and then walked towards Song Zhi's bedroom.

Upon seeing this, Song Zhi felt a pang of anxiety. She abruptly stood up from her seat and rushed to the old lady, blocking her path.

"No, Grandma, please don't go. I'll go instead. You just sit here and enjoy your breakfast. I'll go get him right now."

Song Zhi's voice was somewhat urgent, and she felt guilty and dared not look the old man in the eye.

The old lady stopped, looked at Song Zhi, ignored the guilty look in her eyes, and then slowly said, "Alright, then go and call him out, and bring in the clothes he's going to wear today."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was taken aback and asked with some confusion, "What clothes?"

The old lady pointed to the sofa in the living room and explained, "His assistant brought it over this morning and put it on the sofa."

Song Zhi looked in the direction the old lady pointed and sure enough, she saw a shopping bag on the sofa.

She walked over, picked up the shopping bag, and turned to walk towards the bedroom.

After entering the bedroom, Song Zhi placed the shopping bag by the bed and then said to Fu Lu, "Put your clothes on and let's go out for breakfast."

Fu Lu's lips curled slightly upward, looking at her with a half-smile, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing this, Song Zhi became even more puzzled and couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me like that?"