The innocent and sweet girl turned red at first glance, shattering her abstinent and domineering per

No wonder Grandma Lu liked it.

Han Qingya not only has a gentle and elegant appearance, but also possesses an exceptional calm temperament cultivated by performing artists. Her every move is graceful and composed, and her voice is clear and melodious, like pearls falling on a jade plate, making people feel as if they are bathed in a spring breeze.

When Grandma Lu suggested that Lu Zhiheng accompany her on a tour of Yicheng, Han Qingya's lips curled into a faint, appropriate smile.

From the moment Han Qingya first met him at the Lu residence today, she was completely captivated by this man with a powerful aura.

He was younger than his two older brothers, yet his demeanor was mature beyond his years. His physique and appearance were impeccable, and the aloofness and elegance he exuded, honed through years of experience in the business world, ensured that he would always capture everyone's attention, no matter the occasion.

"Zhiheng is so busy with work, is it really appropriate for him to accompany someone like me who has nothing better to do on trips?"

She answered the old lady's question, but her eyes were fixed on Lu Zhiheng.

"Perfect, perfect! Zhiheng is just too engrossed in his work. This is a good opportunity for him to relax. You young people have common topics to discuss, so you'll feel relaxed and comfortable together."

After Grandma Lu finished speaking, seeing that Lu Zhiheng still hadn't responded, she coughed lightly, "Zhiheng, Qingya is still waiting for your reply."

Lu Zhiheng had seen through Old Madam Lu's true intentions from the beginning. He had always disliked these kinds of dinners that were disguised as family gatherings but were actually just a way to arrange blind dates. He felt a sense of estrangement and impatience.

However, since Grandpa Han was still sitting there, he had to consider the elder's feelings and did not refuse directly. He just nodded slightly and said, "I'm afraid I can't spare the time to accompany you for a long time, but I can squeeze out a little free time in the next two days."

Although the answer wasn't what Han Qingya wanted most, she was already quite satisfied. She hadn't really expected a group president to put aside his business and accompany her on her entire trip.

She smiled calmly and thanked Lu Zhiheng, "Then I'll shamelessly bother you for the next two days, Brother Zhiheng!"

Han Qingya's second brother chuckled and teased, "You usually don't call us 'brother' all the time, but calling you 'Zhiheng' comes naturally to you."

"Second brother, I don't like hearing you say that," Han Qingya said to her brother, her words tinged with a girlish coquettishness. "If you don't believe me, ask eldest brother. When have I ever failed to address you properly?"

Everyone was amused by the brother and sister, but Lu Zhiheng's thoughts drifted elsewhere.

When it comes to addressing people, no one is more proper than that girl. Every time she sees him, she always respectfully calls him "Uncle."

Those timid eyes, that slightly drooping little head, that snow-white and delicate nape of the neck…

Lu Zhiheng used to think she was just obedient, but now, recalling it, he couldn't help but find it unpleasant.

His mind was in turmoil when his phone started vibrating rhythmically in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at it; it was an unfamiliar number with no saved name.

"Excuse me, I need to take this call."

He got up and walked outside. The moment the call connected, Wen Miaomiao's urgent voice came from the other end, "Uncle, Sister Songsong is in trouble! You need to go save her right away!"

Lu Zhiheng's heart sank, and his fingers tightened around his phone. "What happened to Wen Song? Don't panic, tell me slowly!"

He said he wasn't in a hurry, but he was actually flustered. He didn't even have time to go in and make a call before rushing out while answering the phone.

"The Zhou family's maid called and said that Aunt Yun was not feeling well and asked Sister Songsong to go to the Zhou family. But I suspect that Aunt Yun was faking her illness in order to lure Sister Songsong there and set a trap to make her reconcile with Zhou Shijing."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhiheng abruptly stopped, a look of displeasure at being fooled gradually appearing on his face. "This is the 'emergency' you were talking about? You specifically called me to rush to her rescue?"

His tone was no longer as urgent as before, but rather tinged with cautious skepticism, "Lu Yun treats Wen Song like her own daughter. On what basis do you suspect that she would deliberately scheme against Wen Song and do such a thing?"

Wen Miaomiao seemed to be running, the sound of the wind mixed with her heavy breathing. "Uncle, I can't tell you the specific reason, but please believe me this once. No one but you can save Sister Songsong right now. I had no other choice but to call you."

Wen Miaomiao had already hailed a taxi by the roadside. After getting in, she gave Lu Zhiheng the address of Xinglan Bay and then continued to say, "Sister Songsong made an agreement with me before she left home to call me every ten minutes. It has been twelve minutes since she last called me. Uncle, every minute that passes is more dangerous. Please hurry up."

At this point in Wen Miaomiao's story, Lu Zhiheng began to waver. He started walking out again, this time even faster than before. If what Wen Miaomiao said was true, he hoped he could stop it before it all happened.

Even if Wen Miaomiao was fooling him, he wouldn't lose anything except for making a wasted trip to Xinglan Bay.

Lu Zhiheng floored the accelerator and arrived at Xinglan Bay, where Wen Miaomiao was pacing anxiously in front of the guard post.

She wasn't a homeowner here and didn't have permission to enter the villa area, so she was ruthlessly stopped at the gate by the security guards.

Before Lu Zhiheng's car had even come to a complete stop, she opened the door and got in. "Hurry up, Uncle!"

Lu Yun was sitting on the living room sofa in a daze when she heard Aunt Tian announce that Lu Zhiheng had arrived. Surprised, she got up to greet him, "Weren't you hosting Uncle Han's family at home today? What brings you here at this hour?"

Lu Zhiheng didn't answer her question. His solemn gaze quickly swept across the living room. "Where's Wen Song? Did she come back today?"

Lu Yun was surprised that Lu Zhiheng asked about Wen Song right away. A hint of unease flashed across her face, but she quickly suppressed it. "Ah, Songsong, she came by earlier. I wasn't feeling well, and she was worried, so she came to check on me. After the doctor left, she made sure I was alright and said she had a friend waiting for her, so she left first."

"You're lying! She didn't leave at all. She's still at the Zhou family's house, Uncle. She must still be here!"

Wen Miaomiao was about to rush inside when Lu Yun quickly stepped forward to stop her. "You child, how can you be so rude? How can you barge into someone else's house without permission?"

Lu Zhiheng's gaze was sharp, not missing the subtle expressions on Lu Yun's face. His brows furrowed suddenly, and he stepped forward to grab her arm, his tone carrying a heavy sense of pressure, "Sister, what are you feeling guilty about? Or rather, what exactly did you do to Wen Song?"

"I...why am I feeling guilty? What...what could I possibly do to Songsong?"

Taking advantage of the brief moment of confrontation between the two, Wen Miaomiao nimbly slipped inside and, relying on her familiarity with the layout of the villa, rushed straight to Zhou Shijing's room on the second floor.

Seeing this, Lu Yun panicked and forcefully broke free from Lu Zhiheng's hand, loudly ordering Aunt Tian, ​​who was standing nearby, "Quickly stop that girl, don't let her go upstairs!"

After saying that, she and Aunt Tian hurriedly chased after Wen Miaomiao to the second floor. Lu Zhiheng hesitated for only a second before passing them even faster.

Just as they reached the corner on the second floor, Wen Miaomiao's anxious voice clearly pierced their ears, "Uncle, come quick! The door is locked, I can't open it!"