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

Although it was just a single, simple word, it sent a chill down the man's spine, making him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

He immediately realized he had misspoke and quickly corrected himself: "Three, three, three... three slaps, absolutely true, I really only slapped you three times!"

Seeing that Fu Lu did not respond, the man breathed a slight sigh of relief, secretly glad that he had corrected his mistake in time.

But then, Fu Lu's follow-up question made his heart leap into his throat again: "Anything else?"

The man racked his brains for a moment, then stammered, "That...that woman asked me to take nude photos, but thankfully, I...I hadn't even had a chance to take them yet, and you...you...you arrived."

After saying that, he looked nervously at Fu Lu, a layer of fine sweat already appearing on his forehead.

As the man spoke, Fu Lu's already cold expression grew even more gloomy. His eyes narrowed, and he coldly uttered two words: "Nude photos?"

"Yes, she gave me 500,000 yuan to film it, but I really didn't film it, I swear to God!"

The man explained in a panic, large beads of sweat rolling down his forehead.

Fu Lu narrowed his eyes slightly, a barely perceptible sneer appearing at the corner of his mouth. In a deep, magnetic voice, he slowly repeated the sentence: "Hitting people, taking nude photos..."

Every word seemed to carry an invisible pressure, causing the man's body to tremble involuntarily.

At this moment, the man had no idea what Fu Lu was thinking, so he could only kowtow and beg for mercy: "Mr. Fu, you are a magnanimous man, please forgive me this time. I will never dare to do it again, I really will never dare to do it again."

However, Fu Lu remained unmoved, his face still ashen.

After a while, Fu Lu finally spoke again: "I have always been a person who values ​​principles the most."

His gaze, sharp as a hawk's, was fixed on the trembling man before him.

"I will not offend others unless they offend me, but if anyone dares to offend me, I will repay them tenfold!"

At this point, he turned to look at the bodyguard standing to the side, a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"understand?"

The burly bodyguard immediately nodded in understanding and then replied respectfully, "Understood, Mr. Fu."

Immediately afterwards, Fu Lu issued the order expressionlessly: "Do it."

After he finished speaking, he turned and walked toward a chair next to him.

I had just sat down when I heard a heart-wrenching, pig-like scream coming from behind me.

Looking back, I saw that the nanny had picked up a rectangular wooden board at some point and was slapping the man hard across the face.

One slap after another, the crisp, loud sound of slaps echoed throughout the room.

At first, the man was able to barely open his mouth and plead, but as the paddle continued to fall, his face quickly became red and swollen, blood began to seep from his mouth, and several teeth fell out.

Later, the intense pain made it impossible for him to open his mouth anymore; he could only make indistinct whimpering sounds.

Afterwards, the bodyguard expressionlessly threw the board, already stained with blood, heavily onto the ground.

Then, he walked straight to Fu Lu and said respectfully, "Mr. Fu, as you instructed, not a single one of the thirty lashes was missed!"

After speaking, she deliberately lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Fu Lu's icy face.

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu merely turned his body slightly and glanced casually at the man who had already fainted and whose fate was unknown.

His body was covered in wounds, his flesh was mangled and bloody, a truly gruesome sight.

However, Fu Lu's face did not show the slightest pity. He remained calm and composed, as if the person in front of him was nothing more than an insignificant ant.

Then, he parted his thin lips slightly and uttered a few words: "Tie him up and take him straight to the police station."

With that, he got up and walked towards the door.

Fu Lu came out and immediately saw Zhou Yan at the top of the stairs.

At this moment, Zhou Yan's expression was extremely solemn and complicated. His eyes were fixed on Fu Lu, who was walking slowly towards him, as if trying to see some clues from his expressionless face.

When Fu Lu walked up to him, Zhou Yan opened his mouth, but the words that were on the tip of his tongue just wouldn't come out. After hesitating for a long time, he finally shook his head slightly, indicating that he had nothing to say.

Having known Fu Lu for so many years, Zhou Yan knew Fu Lu's personality, temperament, and way of dealing with people all too well.

Especially when it comes to Song Zhi, Fu Lu has always been extremely protective of her and would never easily let go of anyone who dares to hurt her.

After a moment of silence, Zhou Yan took a deep breath, finally breaking the suffocating silence, and asked softly, "Do you... want to go back to the hospital now?"

"Don't go."

Zhou Yan was somewhat surprised: "Aren't you going to keep Song Xiaozhi company?"

"It's Zhou Fu's birthday today, and she invited me over."

When Fu Lu said this, his deep eyes revealed no emotion whatsoever.

However, Zhou Yan's expression turned somewhat serious when he heard that Fu Lu was going to the Zhou family.

Zhou Yan asked, "Are you going there now?"

Fu Lu raised an eyebrow, a half-smile playing on his lips, and retorted, "Otherwise what? Since Miss Zhou personally invited me, how could I possibly refuse?"

After saying that, he ignored Zhou Yan and walked straight downstairs.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yan became anxious and quickly caught up with Fu Lü.

Just as Fu Lu was about to open the car door and get in, Zhou Yan finally arrived at the car, panting, and called out, "Ninth Brother!"

Fu Lu raised his head upon hearing the sound, his gaze calm and expressionless as he looked at Zhou Yan, and coldly asked, "What is it?"

Zhou Yan took a deep breath to calm himself, then cautiously asked, "Ninth Brother, regarding Zhou Fu... what are your plans to do about this?"

Fu Lu was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "If Song Zhi hadn't had that accident, she would probably be accompanying me to this birthday banquet now, since family members are allowed."

Fu emphasized the word "family members" very much.

Zhou Yan knew that there was no turning back now.

They could only let Fu Lu leave.

Zhou Yan stared blankly as Fu Lu's car drove further and further away until it finally disappeared into the vast traffic.

Zhang Ming slowly walked down the stairs and immediately saw Zhou Yan standing quietly in the same spot.

Zhang Ming smiled and nodded politely to Zhou Yan, then greeted him softly, "Young Master Zhou."

Zhou Yan withdrew his gaze and was about to speak when he saw two bodyguards carrying a man who had already fainted and was completely unconscious as they came down from upstairs.