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

People in the industry say that Song Zhi is Pei Jinnian's most loyal sycophant.

Even though she was humiliated by Pei Jinnian countless times, as long as Pei Jinnian made a phone call, Song Zhi would fawn over him.

They all say Song Zhi is despicable; she knows Pei Jinnian doesn't like her, yet she still tries to make him dislike her.

Pei Jinnian's brother teased him: "Jinnian, Song Zhizhen is head over heels in love with you. When are you going to marry her?"

Pei Jinnian said casually, "A third-rate piece of trash, does he even deserve it?"

When Pei Jinnian said this, Song Zhi was standing at the door of the private room, still in the act of pushing the door open.

Song Zhi lowered her eyes.

Is it third-rate stuff?

But Pei Jinnian, you don't deserve it either.

When Song Zhi pushed open the door and entered, the previously noisy private room instantly fell silent.

They all watched Song Zhi with expressions of anticipation, as if they were watching a good show.

Just half an hour later, Pei Jinnian made a phone call, asking Song Zhi, who was still giving her the cold shoulder, to come to the bar.

Everyone bet that Song Zhi wouldn't come.

After all, the two had a little argument yesterday because Pei Jinnian asked Song Zhi to deliver a small umbrella to the hotel.

Unexpectedly, Song Zhi actually came.

Sure enough, he really is the ultimate simp.

Ignoring the disdainful looks from those around her, Song Zhi walked straight toward Pei Jinnian with a blank expression.

Pei Jinnian sat in the middle of the sofa, with sexy and hot-dressed beauties sitting on his left and right.

Song Zhi's gaze fell on Pei Jinnian's face, and the anger in her chest instantly dissipated. Her gaze towards Pei Jinnian softened.

She spoke to the girl on her right: "Could you get up for a moment?"

The girl looked up and stared at Song Zhi with disdain.

"Who do you think you are."

Song Zhi didn't speak, she just stood there quietly.

Seeing this, the girl moved closer to Pei Jinnian, took his arm, and said in a sweet voice, "Jinnian, is this the 'simp' you were talking about? She's so fierce."

Pei Jinnian glanced at Song Zhi, said nothing, and put his arm around the girl's waist, asking, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

The girl nodded, looking aggrieved.

Pei Jin coaxed softly, "Then how about I make her apologize to you?"

Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes lit up immediately: "Okay, okay!"

Pei Jinnian then turned his gaze to Song Zhi, and said with a slight parting of his thin lips, "Apologize."

Song Zhi didn't move; she just stood there quietly.

Pei Jinnian frowned angrily: "Song Zhi, are you fucking deaf? I told you to apologize, didn't you hear me?"

Song Zhi looked at the boy in front of her, her expression somewhat flustered.

"No, don't be angry."

He doesn't look like that when he's angry and frowning.

Pei Jinnian snorted smugly and said arrogantly, "Apologize if you don't want me to be angry."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Song Zhiqing's cold voice reached everyone's ears.

She said, "I'm sorry."

Pei Jinnian ignored Song Zhi and looked at the girl beside him, "Are you satisfied?"

The girl was shrewd and, realizing that Pei Jinnian didn't take Song Zhi seriously at all, she started to act recklessly.

She shook her head and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "There's no sincerity at all."

Pei Jinqing coaxed softly, "Then what do you want?"

The girl's eyes darted around, then she suddenly looked at the champagne on the table and pointed at it: "At least show some sincerity in your apology, drink all the wine on the table."

The moment the words were spoken, the private room fell silent.

The liquor on the table is all strong; one bottle would be enough to make a man sick, let alone a woman.

Song Zhi didn't speak, but looked at Pei Jinnian.

Pei Jinnian held the girl's waist, a faint smile playing on his lips.

He looked up.

Eyes facing each other.

Song Zhi spoke first: "Are you sure you want me to drink it?"

Pei Jinnian knew that Song Zhi had a bad stomach, which was a consequence of helping him avoid drinking alcohol over the years.

Since the last time she shielded Pei Jinnian from drinking and ended up in the hospital with alcohol poisoning and having her stomach pumped, Pei Jinnian has become more restrained and no longer allows her to drink.

Pei Jinnian felt a surge of anger when he saw Song Zhi's domineering attitude towards him.

He said disdainfully, "You upset my people, shouldn't you apologize sincerely?"

Song Zhi stared intently at Pei Jinnian's unruly face.

His eyes held an undisguised longing.

But as I watched, my eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

It just doesn't look like it anymore.

The next second, he chuckled silently: "Just drinking isn't enough; we need to add some chili to make it more sincere."

As he spoke, he took out a few pickled chili peppers from the snack box on the table, and then, as if torturing himself, he took a bite of chili pepper and a sip of wine.

Upon seeing this, Pei Jinnian's face darkened.

He stared intently at Song Zhi, and as Song Zhi picked up the fourth bottle of wine and put it in her mouth, Pei Jinnian suddenly cursed under his breath.

grass.

Frustrated, he kicked the table in front of him hard and said coldly, "Song Zhi, that's enough."

Song Zhi paused, her hand holding the wine bottle still. At that moment, her throat burned and her stomach was churning.

But she still forced herself to stay composed, her gaze fixed on Pei Jinnian's face: "Is this enough sincerity?"

"roll."

Pei Jinnian roared in frustration.

Song Zhi stood there quietly, watching Pei Jinnian without making a move.

Frustrated, Pei Jinnian threw the wine glass in his hand at Song Zhi.

Song Zhi did not dodge.

The wine glass slammed heavily onto her forehead.

Immediately, warm blood oozed from the wound.

Upon seeing this, Pei Jinnian's eyes darkened, but he remained silent, staring at Song Zhi with a gloomy expression.

Faced with this unexpected situation, everyone turned their attention to Song Zhi.

Some people couldn't bear to see the blood flowing down his forehead.

"Song Zhi, Jin Nian has had too much to drink, please don't..."

Pei Jinnian interrupted the other person in a deep voice: "Shut up."

As she spoke, she looked at Song Zhi and scoffed, "Song Zhi, going back and forth like this is quite annoying."

Song Zhi raised her hand and gently wiped the blood from the corner of her eye, her voice dry as she asked, "So you want to break up with me?"

Pei Jinnian's thin lips curved slightly: "Break up? What do you think our relationship is?"

When he said this, Pei Jinnian's expression was slightly ferocious.

Song Zhi stared at it quietly for a long time, but she still couldn't see it clearly.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, but I felt a little dizzy.

Has things really come to this between her and Pei Jinnian?

She nodded slightly: "Okay, I understand."

Pei Jinnian's expression darkened further when he saw that she remained calm and indifferent.

"Now that you understand, why aren't you leaving?"

Song Zhi didn't say anything, but staggered out.

"Young Master Pei, Song Zhi is injured. Aren't you going to go see her? Otherwise, she'll never speak to you again."

Someone spoke.

"Don't go."

Pei Jinnian bent down, poured himself another glass, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The crowd began to agree.

"What's so interesting? You all know how much Song Zhi fawns over him, like a leech that you can't shake off. I bet she won't be able to resist coming to curry favor with Young Master Pei in less than two days."

"That's right. Last night, Jin Nian asked her to deliver a small umbrella to the hotel. She not only delivered it eagerly, but also showed concern for Jin Nian's health."

"Young Master Pei, you're something else! What kind of spell did you cast on him to make him so devoted?"

"Wow, from this day forward, Young Master Pei, you're my father."

"..."

Suddenly, Han Yue, who had been sitting silently in the corner, spoke up: "Jin Nian, since you're tired of playing with her, why don't you let me play with her? I think Song Zhi is quite fun."

Pei Jinnian suddenly looked up at his brother.

Han Yue's expression flickered, realizing he had said the wrong thing. Just as he was about to apologize, Pei Jinnian's casual words came over...