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

Wei Yinuo realized, "Oh right."

Song Zhi continued to guide the conversation: "Did you hear her call any other man 'uncle'?"

Wei Yinuo was about to shake her head when she suddenly thought of something, and her pupils contracted sharply.

"You mean..."

Song Zhi nodded.

Wei Yinuo looked incredulous.

How could it be Zhou Yan?

Didn't Zhou Yan say he didn't like little kids?

Didn't you say you thought she was too young?

But when she told Zhou Yan that she was already 20 years old, Zhou Yan rejected her because she was too young.

For a moment, Wei Yinuo felt as if a wad of cotton had been stuffed into her chest, making her feel dry and uncomfortable.

She couldn't control her emotions and sobbed, "Waaah, Auntie, I... I think I've been dumped."

Song Zhi looked puzzled: "What?"

Wei Yinuo shook her head, refusing to say anything more.

When they were looking at houses, Wei Yinuo, who was usually very lively, didn't say a word. Xu Ning found it a bit strange and asked her what was wrong, but she still didn't speak.

Only after dropping Song Zhi off at her company did Wei Yinuo say with a dejected look, "Goodbye, Auntie."

Seeing her looking so downcast, Song Zhi couldn't help but worry: "Yinuo, are you alright?"

Wei Yinuo shook her head, forced a smile, and pretended to be relaxed: "It's okay, it's okay."

After watching them leave, Song Zhi turned and went back to the company.

As soon as she sat down, Zhao Xueli leaned over, her face full of gossip: "Song Zhi, is that handsome guy who came to pick you up for dinner your boyfriend?"

Song Zhi was slightly taken aback, then explained, "How could that be?"

Zhao Xueli was somewhat surprised: "I thought it was your boyfriend. I was saying, your boyfriend drives a luxury car, why are you working at such a small company?"

Song Zhi shook her head: "You misunderstood, that's a classmate of one of my nieces."

Zhao Xueli muttered to herself, "No wonder."

Song Zhi looked puzzled: "What?"

Zhao Xueli smiled and said, "Your family is quite wealthy, isn't it?"

Song Zhiwei was taken aback. Before she could speak, she heard Zhao Xueli say to herself, "You young ladies usually come to small companies like this to just coast along, unlike us."

Song Zhi was speechless, feeling offended.

She always knew that it was difficult to build genuine relationships in the workplace, so she never planned to make friends there.

Song Zhi ignored Zhao Xueli's sarcastic remarks.

At this moment, Li Ming, the department head, walked over, looked at Song Zhi, and said with a smile, "Little Song, come to my office."

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Song Zhi followed Li Ming to the office, somewhat bewildered: "Brother Li, what can I do for you?"

Li Ming leaned back in his executive chair, smiling as he looked at Song Zhi: "Are you settling in well at the company?"

Song Zhi nodded: "It's alright."

Seeing that she was standing, Li Ming quickly stood up and gestured for her to sit down.

Song Zhi sat properly on the sofa to the side.

Li Ming walked over and sat down next to her: "Xiao Song, if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to communicate with me. Although we are a small company, the assessment during the internship period is still very strict."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi nodded slightly: "I understand."

Li Ming reached out and patted Song Zhi's leg.

Song Zhi jumped up and looked at Li Ming warily.

Li Ming was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "Why are you reacting so strongly? I'm not going to do anything to you."

Song Zhi never expected that she would encounter workplace harassment in her first job.

She said coldly, "Manager Li, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to work."

Li Ming said, "What's the rush? I haven't finished speaking yet. Sit down quickly."

Song Zhi remained unmoved and stood there as before: "Just say what you have to say."

Li Ming's face immediately darkened. "Get out."

Song Zhi walked out of Li Ming's office with neither arrogance nor servility.

As soon as I got back to my workstation, I heard Zhao Xueli whisper to her female colleague beside her: "I told you I got in through connections."

Song Zhi paused for a moment while holding the mouse, but ignored it.

Because of Fu Lu's matter, Song Zhi was in a low mood all afternoon.

At 5:30 p.m., Song Zhi clocked out of get off work as soon as possible. On her way home, as she took out her phone to hail a taxi to the hospital, she saw a text message from an unknown number that had arrived two minutes earlier.

[Are you the one standing at the door of the private room today?]

You saw and heard everything, so why don't you just leave on your own?

Upon seeing this sentence, Song Zhi's hand holding the phone trembled involuntarily.

She ignored it, exited the message, and prepared to open the ride-hailing app to call a taxi.

Suddenly, my phone vibrated again.

A new message pops up on the screen.

It was sent by Zhou Fu again.

Do you know where Fu Lu and I are right now? He took me to a movie today, and we're looking at wedding rings at Xinruifu in Guomao.

Song Zhi stared at the message on her phone for a while, but still didn't reply. She then exited the text messaging app and opened a ride-hailing app.

The address is a hospital.

She planned to go to the hospital again to pick up the old lady and take her home, and also to talk to her father about moving to a new house.

A few minutes later, the ride-hailing car stopped in front of her.

Song Zhi got into the car, and throughout the journey, she was restless and anxious. Finally, while waiting at a traffic light, she couldn't help but speak up: "Driver, I'm sorry, I'd like to change my destination."

To get to Guomao from here, you need to make a U-turn. It's rush hour now, so what should have been a ten-minute drive took almost 40 minutes.

The ride-hailing driver parked the car on the side of the road. Song Zhi looked up at the main entrance of the China World Trade Center, then paid the fare and got out of the car.

Standing at the revolving door of the China World Trade Center, Song Zhi felt a pang of regret.

I shouldn't have come here just because of a message from Zhou Fu.

Besides, it's been so long, the two of them should have gone back long ago.

Just as she was about to leave, she saw Fu Lu and Zhou Fu coming out from inside.

It's unclear what the two were talking about, but Zhou Fu had a bright smile on her face.

Song Zhi suddenly found the smile somewhat irritating, and she hurriedly turned around and hid behind a Roman column next to the gate.

The two walked out of the revolving door. Zhou Fu glanced at the shoes next to the Roman column, a smile appearing in her eyes.

"Ninth Brother, the movie today was great, and I really like the ring too."

As she said this, Zhou Fu glanced at the corner of her eye and saw Song Zhi's departing figure, a smug smile appearing on her lips.

Fu Lu glanced at her indifferently: "What does it matter to me whether you like me or not?"

Zhou Fu's smile froze, but she still stubbornly asked, "Ninth Brother, the Fu family isn't doing well right now. You really don't intend to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu interrupted him in a deep voice: "There's no need."

With that, she ignored Zhou Fu and walked past her.

As Zhou Fu watched Fu Lu's retreating figure, the hand holding the bag unconsciously tightened its grip.

The next second, she ran towards Fu Lu and hugged him from behind.

"Ninth Brother, I really like you, I..."

Before she could finish speaking, Fu Lu suddenly grabbed her wrist. With a "crack," a sharp pain shot through her wrist, making Zhou Fu's face turn pale.