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

Fu Lu remained silent with a cold expression. When the elevator arrived, he walked straight in.

The child wanted to go in, but the old lady stopped him: "Baby, let's sit in another one, don't go in."

The moment the elevator doors closed, Song Zhi, nestled in his arms, blurted out playfully, "Baby, you're so handsome."

As she spoke, she gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Don't make trouble."

When Fu Lu said this, his whole face was tense and his expression was icy, but his Adam's apple visibly moved, and even the hand holding Song Zhi tightened unconsciously.

goblin.

It will seduce people.

If it weren't for the fact that there were surveillance cameras in the elevator, Fu Lu would have dealt with her right here.

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu's cold face and asked, somewhat puzzled, "Little brother, give me a smile."

Fu Lu ignored him.

Song Zhi scoffed in dissatisfaction: "I'm your sugar daddy, you know. I'm rich. Give me a smile and I'll give you money."

As Song Zhi spoke, the elevator doors opened.

Fu Lu, with a stern face, carried the person straight out of the elevator.

As soon as he entered, he pinned her against the door and kissed her.

Fu Lu kissed him fiercely and deeply, as if he wanted to tear him apart and devour him.

Song Zhi couldn't take Fu Lu's attitude any longer, and struggled, whimpering, trying to push him away: "You, you go away."

Fu Lu released her, looked down at her slightly swollen lips, and then scoffed, "Didn't you say you were my sugar daddy? Aren't you happy that I'm serving you like this?"

Song Zhi pouted: "How can you serve your sugar daddy like that? You're too rough, my mouth is numb."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu reached out and cupped Song Zhifei's flushed cheeks, gently stroking her lips with the pad of his thumb until they became even redder, at which point Fu Lu stopped, satisfied.

"How can I please them to make them happy?"

Song Zhi tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Gently."

As she spoke, she tiptoed and kissed Fu Lu's lips, then said with a grin, "Just like this."

Fu Lu froze for a few seconds, then reached out and picked the person up, heading straight for the bedroom.

She placed her on the bed, leaned over, and sealed her lips with hers.

As always, the kiss was fierce and intense. Song Zhi felt as if the air in her lungs was being sucked out, and she protested with a sticky whimper.

Fu Lu felt as if he were drunk, and at this moment there was only one thought in his mind.

To completely possess the person beneath you.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but deepen his kiss.

Suddenly, as if remembering something, he looked up and stared intently at the person beneath him: "Do you know who I am?"

Song Zhi was already dizzy, and after being kissed like that, she became even more dizzy and her head was a little foggy. When she heard Fu Lu ask her question, she reached out and gently cupped his cheeks, carefully examining him for a while before smiling foolishly and saying, "I'm your sugar daddy."

Fu Lu's eyes darkened, and he reached out to pinch her chin, speaking again: "Say it again, who am I?"

Song Zhi winced in pain, whimpering as she struggled, "You, you let go, it hurts so much, I'm not talking to you anymore."

As she spoke, she reached out to push him.

But no matter what I did, I couldn't push it.

Song Zhi was a little angry, glaring at the man on top of her, and said with dissatisfaction, "Get up, you're so heavy."

Fu Lu released her and instead cupped her cheeks, looking directly into her somewhat dazed eyes: "Song Xiaozhi, look carefully, who am I?"

Song Zhi froze, her gaze fixed on Fu Lu's face, and then her eyes reddened: "You, you don't want me anymore, sob sob..."

Fu Lu was taken aback.

At that moment, he didn't know who "you" was in Song Zhi's words.

After all, he knew everything about Song Zhi and Pei Jinnian's three-year investigation.

It would be a lie to say I'm not jealous.

I haven't mentioned it during this time; I've just been putting on a brave face.

He couldn't guarantee that Song Zhi hadn't developed feelings for that man during those three years.

Thinking of this, his hand unconsciously slid down slowly and gently grasped Song Zhi's fair neck.

"Ninth brother."

Upon hearing Song Zhi's voice, Fu Lu seemed to instantly snap out of his daze, immediately loosening his grip and sitting up in a flustered state.

What was he doing just now?

Just now, he almost lost control and used too much force.

Fu Lu stretched out his hand and looked at his palm.

The surface still seemed to retain the warmth of Song Zhi's skin.

Song Zhi was a little confused. After propping herself up to sit up, she reached out and poked Fu Lu's cheek: "Little brother."

Fu Lu glanced sideways at the girl, who still looked dazed: "You're drunk."

Song Zhimu shook her head blankly: "No, I can still drink."

Fu Lu let out a heavy sigh, reached out, and gently rubbed Song Zhi's head with his palm: "Rest here."

Song Zhi blinked at him and asked, "What about you?"

"I'll go to another room."

No sooner had he finished speaking than Song Zhi clung to him, wrapping her arms around his lean waist: "I'm your sugar daddy, you can't leave."

Fu Lu pulled her hand away and stared at her intently: "Song Xiaozhi, I'm giving you one last chance. Let go, I'm going to sleep in the guest room."

Song Zhi didn't understand what "last chance" meant. All she knew was that the man in front of her, who looked a lot like her boyfriend, was someone she had paid for.

She repeated what she had just said: "I'm the sugar daddy, you have to serve me."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu pushed her down onto the bed, placed his hands on either side of Song Zhi's ears, and stared straight at her: "Song Xiaozhi, you have no chance."

……

Song Zhi slept straight through until 10 a.m. the next morning.

She opened her eyes, stared at the somewhat familiar ceiling, and was stunned for a long time, unable to react to where she was.

The hangover made her head throb. She reached up and gently patted her forehead. As she tried to sit up, the weakness in her legs made her fall back onto the bed.

Suddenly, the cell phone next to me rang.

Before Song Zhi could think any further, she reached out and picked up her phone.

She pressed the call button, and Li Ming's stern voice came through: "Song Zhi, what's wrong with you? You're skipping work during your internship. Don't you want to finish your internship?"

Listening to Li Ming rambling on the other end of the phone, Song Zhi was still a little dazed: "I'm sorry, supervisor, I... I overslept."

"What? You overslept?"

Hearing Li Ming's roaring questions, Song Zhi belatedly realized that she shouldn't have said those things.

She quickly tried to cover it up: "No, I... something happened at home and I didn't have time to ask for leave. I'm sorry, I'll be back at the company this afternoon."

Li Ming snorted coldly: "Taking leave temporarily doesn't count as absenteeism. Don't blame me if you fail your internship."

After saying that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Song Zhi to speak.

Song Zhi looked at the phone that had been hung up, feeling somewhat annoyed.

How did I oversleep?

She tossed her phone onto a nearby cabinet and then realized she was in Fu Lu's apartment.

She instantly regained her senses.

I was having dinner with Han Cheng yesterday, so how did I end up at Fu Lu's apartment?

Song Zhi tried hard to recall what happened last night, but her mind was a mess, and she could only recall some blurry images.