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

Song Zhi blushed instantly, glared at him coquettishly, and scolded angrily, "Hmph! Who's your wife? How can you be so shameless!"

Fu Lu's lips curled up, a sly glint in his eyes, and he said confidently, "It will be sooner or later."

As he spoke, he reached out and took Song Zhi's hand, leading her without further ado as they strode toward the private room.

……

Zhou family.

When Mr. Zhou returned home, he saw his beloved daughter sitting angrily on the sofa.

He took off his coat and handed it to the nanny beside him, then walked towards Zhou Fu.

"What's wrong? Who offended my precious daughter?"

Zhou Fu snorted coldly and said angrily, "It's all because of Fu Lu."

Upon hearing this, Zhou's father paused for a moment.

He stepped forward, sat down next to his daughter, and looked at Zhou Fu with a serious expression: "What's going on between you and Fu Lu? Didn't you say you were going to get married? How come he suddenly has a fiancée?"

It would have been better if I hadn't mentioned it, because mentioning Zhou Fu makes me angry.

"That despicable slut, I'm so angry."

Mr. Zhou frowned: "What happened? Tell your father."

Zhou Fu gritted her teeth and told her father what had happened. Upon hearing this, her father looked solemn and remained silent.

Seeing this, Zhou Fu angrily said, "Dad, I'm not willing to let this go. What does Fu Lu take me for? How dare he play me for a fool?"

After a moment of contemplation, Zhou's father asked with a serious expression, "Do you really like Fu Lu that much?"

Zhou Fu nodded: "I like it."

If I had to pick the only person I've ever loved in my life, it would be Fu Lu.

"You really won't marry anyone but him?"

Zhou Fu was stunned for a moment, then her cheeks flushed red.

"Dad, what are you trying to say?"

Mr. Zhou sighed: "If you really like him, I will naturally find a way to make Fu Lu marry you. As for his fiancée..."

At this point, Zhou's father pondered for a moment, seemingly considering Song Zhi's future.

Zhou Fu chimed in, "Dad, that woman is Song Jiachen's older sister, the one who hit our Xiaoye."

Mr. Zhou frowned: "Is it his house?"

Zhou Fu nodded: "Yes, it was Fu Lu who told us not to pursue the matter back then. We've already given Fu Lu enough face, but what about him?"

Zhou Fu felt angry when she thought about what Fu Lu had done to her.

Her hand is still a little sore.

"Don't worry, Dad will handle it."

Zhou Fu asked curiously, "How do you plan to handle this?"

"Your birthday party is the day after tomorrow. You just need to look your best, and Dad will take care of everything."

Zhou Fu was somewhat surprised: "Dad, did you tell Fu Lu about my birthday party?"

Mr. Zhou nodded: "I ran into him at the restaurant when we arrived. He was having dinner with his fiancée."

Zhou Fu snorted coldly: "That bitch, she seduced Fu Lu in his office, it really makes me so angry."

At this point, she suddenly remembered something and said, "Dad, Fu Lu won't bring Song Zhi to my birthday party, will he? I don't want that bitch to attend my birthday banquet."

Zhou's father said helplessly, "Do you know where you went wrong?"

Zhou Fu was stunned, looking at her father with a puzzled expression.

Mr. Zhou continued, "He's not steady, and he has no patience."

Zhou Fu pursed her lips and remained silent.

Mr. Zhou stood up. “Alright, you should stay home and behave yourself for the next two days. Don’t go anywhere. On your birthday, I will have Fu Lu marry you.”

Upon hearing this, Zhou Fu's eyes immediately lit up.

"Really?"

Mr. Zhou nodded: "Just wait patiently. I said I'll give you whatever you want."

Hearing her father make such a guarantee, Zhou Fu, who had initially given up hope, suddenly felt full of confidence.

For a moment, she found herself unable to wait any longer.

……

On Saturday morning, Song Zhi went to the hospital.

As soon as the door opened, Fu Lu was standing at the entrance holding a bouquet of flowers.

Song Zhi was somewhat surprised: "Why did you come so early?"

Fu Lu handed the flowers in his hand to Song Zhi: "Take them."

Song Zhi quickly reached out and took the flowers, then turned and went back into the house.

Fu Lu followed him in, and frowned as he looked at the large and small bags in the living room: "Are you moving?"

Song Zhi followed his gaze.

I packed it myself when I was planning to go back to Fengcheng.

However, it was delayed by what happened later.

Song Zhi was too embarrassed to admit that she planned to run away, so she made up an excuse.

“My dad is about to be discharged from the hospital, and our house has been seized. I’m thinking of moving to a bigger one.”

"My place..."

Before she could finish speaking, Song Zhi quickly interrupted, "Stop. I know what you're trying to say. I can handle this myself."

Fu Lu smiled helplessly: "Why are you so stubborn? Wouldn't it be better if I helped you?"

Song Zhi shook her head: "I can handle it myself, there's no need to trouble you."

"You slept with me and you're still making such a big deal out of it? What? You don't want to take responsibility for me anymore?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi blushed unconsciously.

"You, what are you talking about?"

Fu Lu snorted: "Song Xiaozhi, it's only been a few days, and you've already forgotten what happened before? That night you were the one holding me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Song Zhi hurriedly reached out and covered his mouth, "Grandpa, can you please keep your voice down? Grandma's home."

Fu Lu laughed heartily and pulled Song Zhi's hand away: "That's perfect. I'll talk to Grandma and ask her to stand up for me. You, Song Xiaozhi, are going back on your word."

Song Zhi's lips twitched.

This makes her sound like a scumbag.

Seeing Fu Lu walk towards the old lady's room, Song Zhi quickly grabbed her hand and whispered, "I'll take responsibility, I'll take responsibility. Don't disturb Grandma."

Fu Lu said with an arrogant look, "Why didn't you just say you would take responsibility earlier?"

Song Zhi laughed awkwardly, "Hehehe."

"Then where will I be moved to?"

Fu Lu spoke up again, making another suggestion.

Song Zhi shook her head: "No need, I've already found a house, I'll move in when I have time."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu narrowed his eyes: "When did you see it? Why didn't you tell me?"

Song Zhi glanced at the time and said anxiously, "I need to go to the hospital now. Can I talk to you later?"

"Let's go. I'll take you there."

On the way to the hospital.

As Fu Lu drove, he asked, "So, when did you find the house you liked?"

Song Zhi felt a little guilty: "Just a few days ago."

Fu Lu sneered: "Song Xiaozhi, you're fucking good."

Song Zhi shrank back, feigning ignorance, and asked, "What happened to me?"

Are you planning to move out without telling me, so I won't be able to find you?

My thoughts have been seen through.

Song Zhi felt increasingly guilty.

"How could that be? I never planned to move out quietly. Yinuo knew when I moved."

"Fine, she knows everything, but you didn't tell me?"

Song Zhi: “…”

"Where to move to?"

"It's an apartment near my company, Yinuo's friend, Xu Ning, you know her, right?"

Fu Lu raised an eyebrow: "I know, Zhou Yan's cousin, you rent his house?"

"He happened to be there when I mentioned it that day, and he said he had a three-bedroom apartment over there that he would rent to me cheaply."