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

Hearing Fu Lu's urgent words coming from outside the door, Song Zhi became increasingly nervous, thinking that something terrible had happened.

She hurriedly grabbed a bathrobe from the side and haphazardly put it on, then quickly walked to the door and unlocked it.

"Ninth Brother, what's wrong?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhi felt a strong force coming at her, and she was instantly pushed into the bathroom by Fu Lu.

Immediately afterwards, her back slammed heavily against the cold, hard bathroom counter.

At this moment, Song Zhicai smelled a faint scent of alcohol emanating from Fu Lu. She frowned and asked with concern, "Ninth Brother, have you been drinking?"

Fu Lu nodded slightly and replied vaguely, "Um... I drank a little."

Song Zhi noticed that something was wrong with Fu Lu and asked with some concern, "Are you in a bad mood?"

Fu Lu shook his head, then nodded.

Song Zhi thought that a lot must have happened recently, which was why Fu Lu was under a lot of pressure.

She reached out and gently hugged him.

Fu Lu's head rested against Song Zhi's neck.

Song Zhi gently reached out and slowly patted Fu Lu's broad back again and again.

Her movements were gentle, and she softly comforted him as if soothing a child, "Are you unhappy because of Nuonuo?"

Fu Lu responded in a muffled voice without saying anything.

Song Zhi quickly comforted him, saying, "Ninth Brother, don't blame yourself too much. I believe Nuonuo definitely won't blame you."

Fu Lu shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's not because of that."

This made Song Zhi feel puzzled. She blinked her bright eyes and asked, "Then what is the reason?"

Fu Lu gritted his teeth and spat out a few words indignantly.

"It's all because of that bastard Zhou Yan."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi looked surprised and hurriedly asked, "What is it?"

Fu Lu raised his head and looked directly at Song Zhi, recounting to her everything that had just happened.

After he finished speaking, Fu Lu noticed that Song Zhi's expression remained indifferent, with only a slight furrow in her brows, as if she was not surprised by the matter.

Seeing this, Fu Lu became even more suspicious and couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you seem surprised at all? Could it be... could it be that you already knew from the beginning?"

Song Zhi felt somewhat embarrassed.

Seeing that Fu Lu also knew, she no longer hid it from her and nodded slightly: "Yes, Nuonuo told me."

Fu Lu involuntarily raised his voice.

"Zhou Yan has started harassing Yi Nuo so early? You beast, you're so old, all you know how to do is mess with young girls."

Looking at Fu Lu's expression, Song Zhi could tell at a glance that he was angered by Zhou Yan.

She hesitated for a moment before carefully lowering her voice and saying, "No, you must have misunderstood."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu raised an eyebrow and asked, "How do you know it's a misunderstanding?"

Song Zhi hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "Before, Nuonuo told me she had a boy she liked, and that person is Zhou Yan..."

As Song Zhi spoke, Fu Lu's originally calm face gradually darkened, and his taut cheeks looked as if they could drip water, making him look even more unsightly.

He complained bitterly, "Rebellion? What are you thinking about all day long? You're so young! You're already thinking about dating. Are you itching for a beating?"

Seeing Fu Lu's serious and solemn expression, Song Zhi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Upon seeing this, Fu Lu frowned deeply, stared straight at Song Zhi, and questioned her in an unfriendly tone, "Song Xiaozhi, what are you laughing at?"

Seeing Fu Lu's appearance, Song Zhi quickly suppressed her laughter and tried her best to hold it in, replying, "Ninth Brother, do you know that you look exactly like an extremely strict old father right now?"

"What if we have a daughter in the future? Wouldn't you be furious if she started dating?"

After the words were spoken, Song Zhicai suddenly realized that she had been too impulsive.

I can't believe I said something like that in a moment of anger.

I regretted saying it as soon as I said it.

What if I have a daughter?

What after?

That's still a long way off.

Will Fu Lu feel like he's pressuring her to get married and have children?

Sure enough, the next second, Fu Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a half-smile. His gaze fell directly on Song Zhi, and he slowly said, "Song Xiaozhi, do you want to be a mother?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi blushed and quickly retorted, "No way! Don't talk nonsense here."

However, Fu Lu did not intend to let her off easily, and then teased her, "Oh? Is that so? But you just said that you wanted to have a daughter in the future."

Sigh, if I had known you were thinking this way, I wouldn't have needed to buy so many condoms today.

"But it's alright, I can guarantee you'll get your wish tonight and have a daughter in one go."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's face turned as red as a ripe apple.

She was both embarrassed and angry. She playfully shoved Fu Lu and yelled, "You shameless bastard!"

After saying that, she hurriedly tried to pass Fu Lu and run towards the bathroom door.

Unexpectedly, she had only taken two steps when Fu Lu suddenly rushed forward, stretched out his strong arms, and scooped her up in his arms.

As she lost her balance and was thrown into the air, Song Zhi instinctively reached out and grabbed Fu Lu's neck tightly.

"Ninth Brother, what are you doing? Put me down!"

Song Zhi's voice carried a hint of panic.

Fu Lu's face was beaming with an unrestrained and arrogant smile as he loudly proclaimed to Song Zhi, "Haha, baby, tonight I'll make your dream come true and give you a daughter!"

After saying that, he hugged the girl tightly and walked straight towards the large, soft bed in the bedroom.

Song Zhi grew increasingly flustered. She twisted and turned, trying to break free from Fu Lu's embrace, while pleading, "Ninth Brother, please stop..."

Fu Lu carefully placed the girl gently on the bed, then slowly leaned down, gazing at her intently and seriously.

"Were all those things you just said to lie to me? Like about having a cute daughter? Were they all lies?"

Fu Lu's voice was deep and magnetic, but at this moment it subtly revealed a hint of resentment.

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, and after a long while, she stammered, "...No, no."

Upon hearing this answer, a hint of joy seemed to flash across Fu Lu's face, and then he said softly, "Then continue."

After saying that, he lowered his head and kissed Song Zhi's lips.