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

During holidays, and given that it's a newly opened park, the amusement park is much more crowded than usual, with long queues for every ride.

Wen Song and Wen Miaomiao were sandwiched in the regular queue, slowly moving forward with the crowd. Not far away, in the VIP exclusive passage, several staff members bowed and led the way, escorting a man and a woman directly to the project entrance, without having to wait in line at all.

Some people around couldn't help but gossip, "If we're all here to have fun, why can't we all line up together? Why do we have to divide people into different classes?"

"Dude, you're just jealous. Others spend money, you spend time, it's fair."

"That's not the point. The point is, they didn't just buy U-Pass; that's a high-end membership in the park, not something you can just buy with money."

Wen Miaomiao was feeling bored when she followed everyone's gaze and her eyes lit up instantly. "Wen Song, look, isn't that Lu Zhiheng?"

Wen Song was quite surprised to hear Lu Zhiheng's name here. As she looked in the direction she was pointing, Wen Miaomiao suddenly saw the woman next to Lu Zhiheng and her expression immediately changed. "Wait, who is that woman next to him?"

Lu Zhiheng's stature and temperament are easily recognizable. Today, he is dressed in a simple and casual outfit, shedding his usual sharp and formal suits and leather shoes, and showing a rare sense of relaxation and gentleness.

The woman speaking to him beside him was bright and elegant, exuding a graceful and refined air in every gesture.

Wen Song had never met this woman before, but he could guess that the relationship between them must be unusual for someone who could get Lu Zhiheng, who usually disliked noise, to accompany her personally.

Before she could speak, Wen Miaomiao retorted indignantly, "Is this what he meant by having to entertain elders and not having time to come to the amusement park with us? I think he's just pretending he doesn't have time; he really doesn't want to come with us!"

As she spoke, she took out her phone to call Lu Zhiheng, but Wen Song pressed it down, saying, "Don't call."

Wen Song said seriously, "It's his freedom to come with whomever he wants, and we have no right to question him."

Wen Miaomiao wouldn't listen to Wen Song. "Miss Wen, our home is about to be stolen, what's the point of worrying about positions!"

When Wen Song grabbed her phone, she jumped up and waved, calling out, "Uncle! Uncle!"

On the other side, Lu Zhiheng faintly heard someone behind him calling "Little Uncle".

He subconsciously stopped and turned around, his gaze passing over the VIP passage fence and landing on the huge crowd in the queuing area.

Yesterday at the dinner party, he left early. Afterwards, Old Madam Lu called him and gave him a stern lecture. Before hanging up, she repeatedly told him to make sure to spend the next two days with Han Qingya and to be a good host.

He entrusted the itinerary to Zhu He, but to his surprise, Zhu He arranged the first stop to be this newly opened amusement park.

He recalled that a while ago, when Wen Song asked him about his plans for New Year's Day, he mentioned that he wanted to invite him to come and play here together, but he had politely declined at the time.

He wasn't sure which day of the New Year's holiday they would choose to come over.

Suddenly, he remembered Wen Miaomiao's words "See you tomorrow" from last night, and a guess arose in his mind: Could it be such a coincidence that it is today?

Lu Zhiheng's deep gaze swept across the crowd. Just then, Wen Miaomiao jumped up again and waved to him, "Uncle, we're here!"

Her gray-blue hair stood out in the crowd, but Lu Zhiheng's gaze only lingered on her for a second before instantly catching sight of Wen Song, who was anxiously trying to stop Wen Miaomiao from shouting beside her.

His heart, which he had spent the entire night trying to calm, crumbled easily, pounding wildly in his chest.

As Han Qingya was talking, she noticed Lu Zhiheng's absent-mindedness and followed his gaze. "Zhiheng-ge, what are you looking at?"

Lu Zhiheng did not respond, trying to deliberately avoid the question, but his gaze was fixed on him. He wanted to create distance, but his emotions kept slipping away. This helpless tug-of-war left him feeling deeply powerless.

Congratulations to Wen Song and Wen Miaomiao for coming to pick them up in person! "Miss Wen, what a coincidence! I didn't expect you to be here today too."

Wen Song replied softly, "Yes, I was bored at home on New Year's Day, so I came over to join in the fun."

Halfway there, she couldn't help but want to turn back. "Assistant Zhu, my uncle is out with his friends. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for us to just barge in and disturb them?"

Wen Miaomiao, standing to the side, seemed completely unconcerned. "What's inappropriate about it? It's an amusement park, after all. It's more fun when there are lots of people."

Hearing this, Zhu He smiled and nodded in agreement, "Miao Miao is right, the more people, the more lively it is. Besides, President Lu is usually not very talkative. With you all acting as mediators, the atmosphere between him and Miss Han will be more harmonious."

Wen Miaomiao almost instantly grasped the deeper meaning behind Congratulations' words and subtly inquired, "Assistant Zhu, who is this Miss Han? Is she my uncle's girlfriend?"

"No. Miss Han is visiting relatives from abroad with her father, and Mr. Lu is responsible for entertaining her as arranged by her family."

He thought to himself that the Wen sisters weren't exactly outsiders, and couldn't help but add, "However, as far as I know, it seems that Old Madam Lu intends to matchmake Mr. Lu and Miss Han."

Upon hearing this, Wen Miaomiao pouted and, taking advantage of the congratulations' inattention, leaned close to Wen Song's ear and said, "Did you hear that? Your love rival has come all the way from abroad to your doorstep, Miss Wen. Even if it's just for my future reincarnation, you'd better straighten up for me!"

Wen Song: "..."

She muttered softly, "But you were already born successfully in the parallel world, isn't that a predetermined outcome?"

Wen Miaomiao was momentarily speechless, then retorted impatiently, "Of course, the result is produced by the process. If you don't take the initiative, how can there be a process?"

Wen Song was slightly taken aback. "So you mean, between Lu Zhiheng and me, I was the one who actively pursued him?"

"What else?"

Just as she was about to reach Lu Zhiheng, Wen Miaomiao casually said, "Your uncle is so aloof. By the time he lowers himself to pursue you, it will be too late."

Wen Song found it hard to believe. Putting aside the fact that her fear of Lu Zhiheng had not completely disappeared, just considering his identity as Zhou Shijing's uncle, unless she went crazy one day, how could she possibly take the initiative to provoke Lu Zhiheng?

As they spoke, the group had already walked up to Lu Zhiheng.

Wen Miaomiao was the first to greet him, "Uncle."

Lu Zhiheng hummed in agreement, her gaze restrained as she lightly fell on Wen Song beside her. "What a coincidence, you're here today too?"

Wen Song nodded slightly, "It is quite a coincidence."

She glanced furtively at the woman beside Lu Zhiheng. As she got closer, the woman's beautiful features became even clearer in her eyes. Compared to the photo of the woman Wen Miaomiao had sent her on Lu Zhiheng's birthday last time, this Miss Han in front of her was even more elegant and poised. She was neither arrogant nor humble, and stood gracefully beside Lu Zhiheng, making one think of words like "well-matched" and "perfectly matched."

"Hello, my name is Han Qingya."

The woman waved to Wen Song, "I just heard from Brother Zhiheng that you are Shi Jing's sister. It's nice to meet you."

"Hello, my name is Wen Song."

Wen Song smiled slightly and replied politely, "It's a pleasure to meet you too."

"What are you so happy about?"

Wen Miaomiao looked at him with exasperation, lowering her voice and gritting her teeth, "Did you just waste all that time I was talking to you?"

Fearing that Wen Miaomiao might say something outrageous in public again, Wen Song quickly took her arm and changed the subject, "Aren't you going to play that game? Let's go, I'll go with you."

Han Qingya watched the two walk away with a smile in her eyes, then quietly leaned closer to Lu Zhiheng, speaking in a casual tone, "Brother Zhiheng, Songsong is pretty and seems to have a good personality. You just said she's still a junior in college, right? A girl like her must be very popular at school, right?"

Lu Zhiheng was not used to others being so close to him, so he slightly turned his body to create distance between them without making a sound, and took the lead in walking forward with Wen Song and the other person. "I don't know much about it. I rarely pay attention to these kinds of things."