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

"What? You don't want to chat with me anymore so soon?"

Fu Lu said this with a somewhat displeased tone.

Song Zhi was taken aback by the question, and then hurriedly waved her hands to deny it, saying, "No...no, I absolutely didn't mean that. I was just afraid of taking up your time."

"It won't interfere with my time with you."

Song Zhi blushed and stammered without saying a word.

Fu Lu's voice came again: "By the way, when will you be back from Fengcheng this time?"

After thinking for a moment, Song Zhi said, "It's not certain yet. I decided to go on a whim. If nothing unexpected happens, I should be able to come back before the New Year."

"What about the studio? I heard from Achi that you've quit?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat. She had never expected that Gu Lechi would tell Fu Lu about this, which made her feel a little guilty.

Will Fu Lu feel that he is just making empty promises and will ultimately achieve nothing?

Subconsciously, Song Zhi still didn't want Fu Lu to know about this pathetic side of her, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

Seeing Song Zhi remain silent, Fu Lu then comforted her, "Don't be too discouraged. Actually, if you think about it carefully, this project itself isn't really suitable for you."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi looked surprised and quickly asked, "Why do you say that?"

Fu Lu calmly explained, "You genuinely want to start a business and make a difference, but your friend is clearly just playing around with it."

You two have different starting points and different goals. If things continue like this, problems will inevitably arise sooner or later. Therefore, leaving sooner rather than later might be a wise move.

After hearing this, Song Zhi sighed deeply and said helplessly, "Sigh, Ninth Brother, I really feel lost right now. I have absolutely no idea what I can do next..."

Fu Lu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and said with a half-smile, "Then come to my company and be my secretary, the kind who is available 24 hours a day."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's cheeks instantly flushed as red as a ripe apple, and she refused without hesitation, saying, "No! Absolutely not!"

Seeing Song Zhi's intense reaction, Fu Lu couldn't help but burst into laughter: "I was just joking with you, look how nervous you are, you actually took it seriously."

Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a coquettish tone, "Your joke isn't funny at all, okay? Humph! After the New Year, I plan to find a company to work properly, so let's just forget about this."

Fu Lu nodded slightly, then asked, "Do you have a general direction or goal in mind?"

Song Zhi shook her head slightly and replied helplessly, "Not yet. We might have to cast a wide net and send out resumes everywhere."

Fu Lu earnestly suggested, "Well... you can also take advantage of your free time now to think carefully about what aspects you are really interested in. After all, you can only be more motivated and enthusiastic if you do what you like."

"Now? Right now?"

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu couldn't help but laugh out loud again, and quickly explained, "Of course, I don't mean you have to come up with an answer right away. What I mean is that you can calm down and think about this matter carefully in the coming period of time."

Song Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a slightly embarrassed smile, "I thought you wanted me to think about it now, but I can't think of anything right now."

And so, the two chatted idly, one sentence after another, in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere.

Time slipped by unnoticed until the airport announcement that boarding was about to begin came over the loudspeaker, at which point Fu Lu had no choice but to hang up the phone.

Song Zhi looked at the phone that had just ended; the call had lasted for over an hour.

She actually talked on the phone with Fu Lu for over an hour; she didn't realize how long it had been while they were chatting.

Song Zhi's cheeks involuntarily flushed.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated.

Fu Lu's text message popped up on the screen.

Let me know when you get there.

Song Zhi held her phone, a smile unconsciously creeping onto her lips.

Two hours later, the plane landed in Fengcheng.

After leaving the airport, Song Zhi took a taxi directly to her grandparents' home.

Sitting in the car, she took out her phone to call the old man, but no one answered.

Song Zhi couldn't help but feel puzzled.

In the past, whenever I called the elderly couple, they would answer immediately. Why is no one answering this time?

More than ten minutes later, Song Zhi arrived at the building downstairs in the residential area. As soon as the taxi came to a stop, an ambulance pulled up behind it.

When Song Zhi paid the fare, the taxi driver said, "Someone in this neighborhood has had an accident, and an ambulance has arrived."

Song Zhi shook her head, paid the money, glanced at the ambulance, and walked directly towards the building entrance.

Unexpectedly, the paramedics who got out of the ambulance also left from this building.

The elderly couple lives in an old residential complex with two elevators serving four households each; the other elevator is broken.

Song Zhi quickly stepped aside to make way. To avoid inconveniencing the medical staff by using the elevator, Song Zhi had no choice but to wait downstairs, planning to wait until the medical staff had rescued the person before going up herself.

"Zhizhi, why are you still standing here like a log?"

Suddenly, a series of urgent and loud shouts came from behind Song Zhi.

She subconsciously looked up and saw her neighbor, Aunt Zhang, rushing towards her with a look of anxiety on her face.

"Aunt Zhang, I..."

Song Zhi was about to explain, but was interrupted by Aunt Zhang's rapid-fire words.

"Oh dear, child, stop dawdling! Your grandpa's in trouble! Someone's already called 120 for an ambulance!"

As Aunt Zhang spoke, she reached out and grabbed Song Zhi's arm, trying to pull her towards the elevator.

Upon hearing this news, Song Zhi felt a sudden "buzz" in her head, as if a bomb had exploded, instantly leaving her mind blank.

She stood there blankly for several minutes before she snapped out of her daze.

However, when she regained consciousness, her face was filled with disbelief, and her lips trembled as she asked, "Aunt Zhang, what... what did you just say? How could my grandfather..."

At this moment, Song Zhi's voice trembled noticeably as she spoke, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily, her eyes filled with helplessness and panic.

Seeing her like this, Aunt Zhang felt a pang of heartache, but the situation was urgent and she couldn't offer any more comfort.

Just then, the elevator doors slowly opened, and several medical staff pushed a stretcher out quickly.

When Song Zhi looked closely and saw the old man on the stretcher, her eyes immediately welled up with tears.

The old man had his eyes closed and his face was as pale as paper; he had clearly fallen into a coma.

"grandfather......"

Song Zhi cried out in alarm, tears streaming uncontrollably down her face.

She tried to rush over and grab her grandfather's hand, but was stopped in time by the medical staff nearby.