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

Meanwhile, Pei Jinnian started calling people to go to the bar as soon as he got off work.

When Han Yue arrived at the private room, he saw Pei Jinnian drinking from a bottle.

He walked up to Pei Jinnian somewhat irritably and snatched the wine bottle from her hand.

"What do you mean by this? You called the brothers over just to watch you drink?"

Pei Jinnian had drunk quite a bit and was already somewhat drunk. He kicked the coffee table in frustration: "Damn it, one wild man after another."

Han Yue sat on the sofa beside him, his legs crossed and propped up on the coffee table, and asked lazily, "What's going on now?"

Pei Jinnian didn't say anything, picked up the wine bottle and continued drinking.

Pei Xian, who came in with Han Yue, was worried when he saw his condition: "Brother Yue, what's wrong with my brother?"

Han Yue said casually, "What else could it be? He's heartbroken."

Pei Xian was somewhat surprised: "Oh, he and Sister Song Zhi had a fight?"

Clearly, Pei Xian was unaware of Pei Jinnian and Song Zhi's situation.

Han Yue nodded, but before he could speak, Pei Jinnian jumped up and said fiercely, "I told you, you're not allowed to mention that woman's name. Do you still want to be brothers?"

Pei Xian sighed and reached out to pull Pei Jinnian back: "Brother, you've had too much to drink. Stop drinking and let's go home."

Pei Jinnian shook off Pei Xian's hand and shouted, "Go back my ass! I'm not going back!"

As he spoke, he picked up the bottle and continued drinking.

They all knew Pei Jinnian's temper; he was incredibly stubborn.

Finally, the man got drunk, and Pei Xian and Han Yue took him home.

Not wanting Pei's mother to worry, Han Yue sent Pei Jinnian to the neighborhood where he often lived.

After leaving the drunk man on the living room sofa, Pei Xian suggested, "Why don't we call Sister Song Zhi?"

"They broke up, so if anyone's going to hit someone, it'll be his girlfriend."

As she spoke, she took Pei Jinnian's phone, unlocked it with her fingerprint, found Meng Huan's number in her contacts, and dialed it.

As soon as the call connected, Meng Huan's sweet voice came from the other end: "Brother, why are you calling me so late?"

Han Yue couldn't help but get goosebumps when he heard Meng Huan's sweet, cloying voice.

I never expected my own brother to like this kind of thing.

He coughed softly. "I am Han Yue."

There was a pause on the other end, then a reply came, "Oh, hello."

With the sound back to normal, Han Yue felt much more comfortable.

He got straight to the point: "Jin Nian is drunk, can you come and take care of him?"

"Oh, now?"

Meng Huan hesitated for a moment.

Han Yue asked, "What's wrong?"

"I probably can't get out now, it's under lockdown."

Upon hearing this, Han Yue glanced at the time.

It's exactly nine o'clock.

"If you can't come, then that's fine."

Without waiting for Meng Huan to speak, he hung up the phone.

Seeing this, Pei Xian asked, "Can't you come?"

Han Yue nodded: "What should we do? Let him fend for himself?"

Pei Xian thought for a moment and then said, "How about we call Sister Song Zhi?"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Yue immediately refused, saying, "Forget it, we've already broken up."

Pei Xian was taken aback by Han Yue's words and nodded, "Um, Brother Han, why don't you go back first? I'll stay here and take care of my brother."

"That works too. I have a meeting at the company tomorrow morning."

After Han Yue left, Pei Xian sat on the sofa and patted Pei Jinnian's face: "Brother, wake up, we're home."

Pei Jinnian reached out and slapped Pei Xian's hand away: "Child, stop fooling around."

Pei Xian was stunned.

He thought Pei Jinnian was truly at ease with Song Zhi.

He sighed and said, "Brother, can I call Sister Song Zhi over for you?"

Pei Jinnian muttered something, which Pei Xian didn't hear clearly, but he still took out his phone and called Song Zhi.

The phone rang for a long time but no one answered.

Pei Xian was still unwilling to give up, and dialed again after more than ten minutes.

The call was answered after a long pause.

"Hey, Xiao Xian."

Song Zhi's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Pei Xian was a little excited and jumped up: "Sister Song Zhi, my brother is drunk."

Song Zhi paused for a moment, then said, "Xiao Xian, we've already broken up."

As Song Zhi was speaking, she realized that she had taken Fu Lu's scarf back to her dormitory.

Looking at the scarf in her hand, Song Zhi hesitated whether she should tell Fu Lu.

Just as she was hesitating, Pei Xian's pleading voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sister Song Zhi, please help me. I have class tomorrow and can't take care of my brother. I'm begging you, sister."

"Isn't someone at his house? Where's Aunt Yun?"

Aunt Yun is Pei Jinnian's live-in nanny, and she has been working there for many years.

"I haven't seen anyone, Sister Song Zhi, I'm begging you."

Song Zhi sighed, "I understand."

Half an hour later, Song Zhi appeared at the entrance of Pei Jinnian's villa.

Pei Xian saw her as if she were his savior.

"Sister, you are finally here."

Song Zhi glanced inside: "How is he?"

"He's lying on the sofa and won't listen to me. Sis, I'll have to trouble you tonight. I'm going back to school now."

After saying that, he slipped away without waiting for Song Zhi to speak.

……

The next day.

When Pei Jinnian woke up, he found himself lying in bed, wearing the same clothes he had worn the day before.

Zhizhi is a clean freak; if she knew he was this sloppy, she would definitely be disgusted.

Pei Jinnian supported himself, got up, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

When I came out again, I was much more awake.

Last night, he had a dream that Song Zhi came back, made him a hangover soup, and took care of him all night.

He looked around; it was very quiet and desolate.

It really was a dream.

He genuinely believed that Song Zhizhen had returned.

Pei Jinnian, still feeling the effects of a hangover, got up and went to the living room. He was stunned when he saw the hangover soup on the coffee table.

"Aunt Yun."

Pei Jinnian spoke towards the kitchen.

Aunt Yun, who was making breakfast in the kitchen, poked her head out and asked, "What's wrong with Mr. Fu?"

"Has she come back?"

Aunt Yun was stunned for a moment before realizing who the "she" Pei Jinnian was referring to was.

"Are you referring to Miss Song?"

Fu Lu responded indifferently.

Aunt Yun spoke up: "I don't know that. But judging from the hangover soup left in the kitchen, it's the kind Miss Song usually makes."

Pei Jinnian got up, went to the bedroom, and found his phone.

As soon as I turned on the screen, I saw a message from Pei Xian, which was sent around 9 p.m. last night.

"Brother, I've done all I can to help you. Now it's up to you how you do it."

Pei Jinnian frowned and called him directly.

But no one answered the phone.

They must be in class.

Pei Jinnian called Han Yue again: "Han Yue, did you and Xiao Xian bring me back last night?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Did Song Zhi come over last night?"

There was a pause on the other end, followed by a tentative question: "Why would you suddenly ask that?"

Pei Jinnian said impatiently, "Just tell me whether Song Zhi came over last night."

“You were drunk last night. Xiao Xian and I took you home, but we called your girlfriend.”

Pei Jinnian frowned: "You called Meng Huan?"

"Yes, let her come and take care of you."

Pei Jinnian gave a disappointed "oh," hung up the phone, and told the person to put the phone aside.

How could it be Meng Huan?

Although he was drunk last night, he vaguely sensed that it was Song Zhi.

He even saw Song Zhi standing in the kitchen making soup for him.

Could it be that I was really drunk and seeing things?

Pei Jinnian became increasingly agitated, so she changed her clothes and got up to go to the company.

When Aunt Yun saw Pei Jinnian about to leave, she called out to him to stop.

"Mr. Pei, you haven't had breakfast yet?"

"Don't eat."

As he spoke, he walked towards the entrance.

He opened the door and saw Meng Huan standing up helplessly, smiling at him with her small face upturned.

Seeing the girl suddenly appear at his door, Pei Jinnian was a little surprised: "Huanhuan, what brings you here?"

“Your friend called me last night and said you were drunk. I was worried about you.”

"You came last night?"

Meng Huan paused for a moment, then gave an ambiguous reply.

She carefully observed Pei Jinnian's expression, and seeing that he didn't react, she continued, "I left a long time ago, but I was worried about you being drunk, so I came back."

Meng Huan sounded somewhat guilty as she said this.

Pei Jinnian felt a mix of emotions when she thought about how Meng Huan had taken care of her last night.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Meng Huan said softly, "Since you're alright, I'll go back to school now."

As he said that, he turned around and left.

Pei Jinnian reached out and grabbed her.

Feeling the girl's icy hands, Pei Jinnian frowned: "Why are your hands so cold? How long have you been waiting at the door?"

As he spoke, he touched her cheek again.

Her face was also very cold.

"Not long."

Why didn't you knock?

Meng Huan lowered her head somewhat awkwardly, stammering without saying a word.

Pei Jinnian: "Come in first, don't catch a cold."

The girl giggled, then shook her head: "I'm not cold, seeing you makes me feel warm."

Pei Jinnian looked at the smile in the girl's eyes and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Brother, you have no idea how worried I was last night."

Meng Huan clung to Pei Jinnian's arm and acted coquettishly.

Pei Jinnian affectionately patted the top of her head: "Isn't there a curfew at nine o'clock in your dorm? How did you get out?"