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

When they got home that night, Song Zhi and Wei Yinuo had a video call and talked about Xu Ning cheating on her.

Looking at the girl in the video, Song Zhi felt a pang of heartache: "Nuonuo, are you alright?"

Wei Yinuo smiled and said, "I'm fine."

"Don't be sad, it's not worth it."

"I know."

From the beginning, she was not optimistic about this relationship, so when she guessed that Xu Ning had cheated on her, she couldn't help but feel relieved.

"By the way, Auntie, has your wedding with my uncle been arranged?"

"Yes, it's settled. Are you coming back?"

"Yes, we must go back."

"Then we'll wait for you to come back."

……

In the days that followed, Song Zhi eagerly anticipated her wedding with Fu Lu.

Time flies, and the day before the wedding finally arrives.

On this day, Song's father suddenly suggested that Song Zhi come home to stay for the night, as this was a local tradition.

Although Song Zhi was somewhat reluctant to leave Fu Lu, she still understood and respected this custom.

Fu Lu was naturally very reluctant to part with her, and he hugged Song Zhi tightly: "Baby, I can't bear to part with you."

Song Zhi gently patted Fu Lu's back and softly comforted him, "It's alright, it's just one night. We'll see each other again soon."

However, Fu Lu still muttered, "But I just can't bear to part with it."

Seeing this, Song Zhi deliberately teased him, "Then shall I go back with you now?"

Fu Lu quickly shook his head and said seriously, "That won't do. We should follow the customs."

Song Zhi couldn't help but laugh out loud, and said to Fu Lu with a smile, "Then you'd better come pick me up early tomorrow."

Fu Lu waved his hand and said, "No need, just get some rest tomorrow. We can arrange the wedding time flexibly."

Song Zhi asked in surprise, "But aren't weddings usually held in the morning?"

Fu Lu smiled indulgently and explained, "Who says it has to be in the morning? We can have the wedding in the afternoon or evening, which is also great."

After saying that, he couldn't help but lean closer to Song Zhi and gently kiss her cheek, then said tenderly, "Then I'll go back first, baby, see you tomorrow."

Song Zhi smiled and replied, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

She stood there, watching Fu Lu walk into the elevator until the elevator doors slowly closed.

After Fu Lu's figure had completely disappeared, Song Zhi turned and went home, her heart filled with anticipation and joy for tomorrow's wedding.

This is the house that Fu Lu bought before. It is beautifully decorated and everything is ready-made. When moving in, all that is needed is to furnish it with some soft furnishings.

The old lady and Mr. Song have moved in, and the house is decorated festively, filled with a joyful atmosphere.

"Xiao Zhi, has Fu Lu gone back?"

Sitting in his wheelchair, Song's father looked at Song Zhi and asked a question.

Song Zhi nodded and replied softly, "Yes, he went back."

Song's father beckoned to her, signaling her to come over. Song Zhi obediently walked up to her father and asked with concern, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Looking at his daughter, Mr. Song's eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and guilt. He slowly said, "You're getting married tomorrow, but I can't walk you down the aisle like other fathers do..."

Song Zhi quickly interrupted her father and comforted him, "Dad, don't think like that, it's nothing."

Mr. Song shook his head and sighed, "This will have a negative impact on your wedding. I don't want you to have any regrets at the wedding."

"It would be a real shame if you didn't lead me onto the stage."

"But Dad..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Zhi quickly comforted him, "Okay, Dad, you promised, you can't go back on your word."

Mr. Song sighed and remained silent.

Song Zhi squatted down in front of her father, reached out and held his hand against her cheek: "Dad, you are the best dad, really. I don't think you've embarrassed me, and Fu Lu wouldn't think that way either."

As soon as Song Zhi finished speaking, the phone rang.

She took out her phone and saw it was a call from Song Jiachen.

"Dad, Jiachen called."

When Song Zhi heard that Song Jiachen had called, Song's father smiled and urged, "Hurry up and answer it, see what he has to say."

Song Zhi smiled and nodded, then quickly swiped her phone screen to answer the call.

"Hey, Jiachen."

A hint of joy was revealed in Song Zhi's voice.

On the other end of the phone, Song Jiachen's voice was somewhat excited: "Sis, you're having your wedding tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, tomorrow."

Song Zhi replied with a smile.

Congratulations, sister!

Song Jiachen's words were full of blessings, "It's a pity I can't come back in person to attend your wedding."

"It's okay, take good care of yourself while you're abroad."

Song Zhi comforted her younger brother, "I'll send you a video tomorrow."

"sister……"

Song Jiachen's voice suddenly choked up, as if he had a lot to say but didn't know where to begin.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's heart tightened, fearing that the other person would cry incessantly like before, so she quickly said, "Don't cry again. You're such a grown-up, what kind of behavior is this, crying like this?"

Song Jiachen muttered in rebuttal, "I didn't cry, I just missed you and Dad a little."

Song Zhi smiled helplessly and comforted him, "Okay, okay, I know you miss us. How about we video chat with Dad?"

Song Jiachen immediately became excited, raising his voice eight octaves: "Really? Is that possible?"

“Of course,” Song Zhi replied with a smile. “Then I’ll hang up first and have Dad video chat with you.”

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Song Zhi turned to her father, who was sitting next to her, and said, "Jiachen said he misses you and wants to video chat with you."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Song's face lit up with joy. He then stood up and said, "Then I'll go to my room and video chat with him."

Song Zhi nodded and maneuvered her wheelchair toward her room.

As she watched her father's retreating figure, a smile involuntarily crept onto her lips.

My father must be shy, because he even went to the room to video chat with Jiachen.

Suddenly, a crisp doorbell rang, breaking the silence inside the house.

She got up to open the door, and was somewhat surprised to see Wei Yinuo standing there.

"Nono, you're back?"

Song Zhi blurted out, a joyful smile spreading across her face.

It's been more than half a year since I last saw Wei Yinuo, and she has indeed changed a lot.

Her hair, which was originally short, has now grown long and has been trimmed into a short bob that reaches her ears, making her look even more refreshing and neat.

Wei Yinuo grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. His smile held a hint of mischief and cunning as he said, "Auntie, it's been a long time!"

Song Zhi looked at Wei Yinuo with some surprise and a puzzled expression, and asked, "Wait, didn't you say yesterday that you couldn't buy a plane ticket and couldn't come? How come you suddenly showed up?"

Yesterday, Wei Yinuo did tell Song Zhi that he couldn't attend her wedding because he couldn't buy a plane ticket, and he apologized to her.

Although Song Zhi felt a little regretful, she didn't say much.