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

She lied, her eyes darting around, unable to meet her grandmother's eyes, which were etched with the marks of time.

"How did you two get into an argument?"

The old lady's voice was full of worry and concern.

Song Zhi felt a surge of unease: "Grandma, it's really nothing, please don't ask any more questions. I've eaten, I'm going to take a nap."

After saying that, without waiting for the old lady to say anything, he got up and left the dining table, returning to his bedroom.

The old woman's gaze followed her retreating figure, and worry crept onto her brow.

Still worried, the old woman slowly stood up, took unsteady steps, and came to the door of Song Zhi's bedroom. She called softly, "Xiao Zhi, if you have anything on your mind, tell Grandma. Let's share the burden together."

The next second, a muffled, suppressed sound came from the bedroom from Song Zhi.

"Grandma, I'm really fine, please don't worry about me."

The old lady remained silent for a moment, her heart filled with unease. She slowly reached out to push the bedroom door, only to find that Song Zhi had locked it from the inside.

Anxiety instantly crept onto her face.

"Xiao Zhi, why did you lock the door from the inside? Open the door first, let Grandma see you, okay?"

Song Zhi's voice carried a hint of impatience: "Grandma, I'm really fine, so please don't worry about me."

After saying that, no matter how the old lady tried to persuade her from outside, she stopped talking.

The old lady was extremely worried. Just as she was thinking about whether to call Fu Lu, the doorbell suddenly rang.

She turned to open the door and was somewhat surprised to see Fu Lu.

"Xiao Fu, what brings you here?"

Fu Lu's eyes were filled with urgency: "Is Zhizhi at home? I need to talk to her."

The old lady nodded gently, then, as if remembering something, asked with concern, "You two, you didn't have a fight, did you?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu frowned slightly, his face full of confusion: "What happened?"

The old lady sighed and said truthfully, "This child locked himself in his room as soon as he got back and hasn't come out yet."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu glanced up at the bedroom.

"Grandma, I'll give it a try."

As he spoke, he walked past the old lady, through the living room, and arrived at Song Zhi's bedroom door. He reached out and knocked: "Song Xiaozhi..."

The moment Fu Lu's voice pierced through the crack in the door, Song Zhi's body stiffened involuntarily.

She opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say.

What happened last night was like a sharp thorn, deeply embedded in her heart. It hurt a lot, but she dared not pull it out rashly.

"Song Xiaozhi, open the door."

Fu Lu's voice rang out again, this time with an undisguised anxiety in his tone.

Song Zhi slowly and gently exhaled. After a long while, she finally managed to find her voice, but there was an imperceptible tremor in it.

"Ninth Brother, you should... go back."

However, Fu Lu did not give up easily, and his voice remained firm: "Open the door first."

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment, but ultimately remained silent.

She huddled under the covers, wrapping herself up tightly.

She really didn't know how to face Fu Lu, let alone how to explain what happened last night.

Time passed by, and gradually the noise outside subsided.

Song Zhi carefully lifted a corner of the blanket and listened intently to the sounds outside the door.

There was complete silence, not a sound whatsoever.

Has Fu Lu left?

The thought flashed through Song Zhi's mind, and then an indescribable sense of loss welled up in her heart.

Her heart suddenly felt empty, as if she had lost something important.

"Sorry……"

Song Zhi murmured softly, as if she were speaking to Fu Lu, or perhaps to herself.

As soon as he finished speaking, a slight noise came from the balcony outside. Although the sound was not loud, it was unusually clear in the quiet environment.

Song Zhi was startled, and her body trembled involuntarily. Her gaze quickly turned towards the balcony.

After hesitating for only a second, Song Zhi stood up without hesitation and strode towards the balcony.

When she finally reached the balcony door, she saw a scene that shocked her through the glass door.

Fu Lu actually climbed over from the balcony next door.

This is the 29th floor.

If it falls...

Song Zhi didn't even dare to think about it.

Her face turned ashen, and as she watched Fu Lu approach the balcony step by step, her fear grew stronger and stronger.

The next second, without thinking twice, Song Zhi rushed over and reached out her hands to Fu Lu without hesitation.

Fu Lu seemed to have anticipated Song Zhi's reaction. He looked at Song Zhi, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Immediately afterwards, he took a step forward, then leaped over the balcony railing and landed steadily in front of Song Zhi.

Song Zhi had no time to react; she only felt a powerful force holding her tightly.

The two lost their balance and fell to the ground together.

The moment Fu Lu landed, he shielded Song Zhi with his own body, acting as her "backrest".

Song Zhi was so frightened by this sudden turn of events that her whole body went limp. She struggled to get up from Fu Lu's embrace, but Fu Lu held her waist tightly like an iron clamp and refused to let go.

"Child, don't move, let me hug you."

Fu Lu's voice rang in Song Zhi's ears, carrying a hint of tenderness and longing.

Song Zhi's body stiffened abruptly. She could feel how tightly Fu Lu was embracing her, as if he was afraid that if he let go, Song Zhi would disappear.

"Are you crazy? If you had fallen just now..."

Song Zhi's voice was choked with sobs, her heart filled with lingering fear and self-reproach.

"If you don't open the door for me, I'll have to figure out a way myself."

"What kind of method is this?"

Song Zhi finally couldn't hold back her tears, and her voice was full of grievance.

Fu Lu tightened his grip on her, coaxing her heartlessly, "Alright, I'm fine now, don't cry."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi reached out and patted Fu Lu's chest lightly: "Don't do that again next time."

"Then you have to open the door for me next time."

Song Zhi gave a muffled "hmm".

Fu Lu reached out and gently pinched her soft earlobe, his eyes filled with endless doting affection.

He coaxed softly, "Okay, stop crying, okay?"

Song Zhi sniffed, stubbornly averting her gaze, unwilling to meet his eyes, and said softly, "Let me go."

Seeing this, Fu Lu slowly released his grip.

Upon seeing this, Song Zhi quickly got up and hurriedly ran into the house.

Fu Lu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile, and then followed her into the house at a leisurely pace.

Upon entering the room, Fu Lu walked straight up to Song Zhi and looked down at her.

Looking at her slightly swollen eyes, he couldn't help but frown.

"Cried?"

Song Zhi shook her head, turning her head away so that Fu Lu wouldn't see her.

Fu Lu reached out and cupped her cheeks, making her face him.