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

The red heat, which had been gradually fading, suddenly surged back up as if it had been ignited.

Song Zhi's face instantly turned bright red, like a ripe apple.

She glared at the person in front of her, furious and embarrassed, and said coquettishly, "What nonsense are you spouting!"

Fu Lu raised one eyebrow slightly, looking at Song Zhi with a half-smile, a hint of mockery in his eyes, and said slowly, "Isn't that right? You don't plan to take responsibility for me anymore?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's lips twitched involuntarily, and she retorted irritably, "What responsibility do I have to take?"

At this moment, Fu Lu slowly stood up, walked to Song Zhi, and sat down opposite her with a smug look on his face, staring at her with a resentful expression, just like a little wife who had suffered a great injustice.

Song Zhi looked away, somewhat embarrassed.

Fu Lu said resentfully, "Song Xiaozhi, I really didn't expect you to be the kind of person who would deny everything after the fact. Do you want to be a scumbag woman?"

Hearing this, Song Zhi almost laughed out of anger. She rolled her eyes and said irritably, "Who's the scumbag?"

Seeing this, Fu Lu immediately put on an even more aggrieved look and said plaintively, "Look at you, you won't even take responsibility for me, isn't that being a scumbag? I'm a perfectly innocent and upright man..."

Looking at his pretentious manner, Song Zhi couldn't help but find it a little funny, but on the surface she suppressed her laughter and casually replied, "Okay, okay, I'll take responsibility, alright?"

When Song Zhisong agreed, Fu Lu's eyes lit up.

"Then call me 'husband' and let me hear it."

Song Zhi's expression froze instantly; she never expected this guy to make such a request.

After hesitating for a moment, she gritted her teeth and resolutely replied, "No, I'm getting up!"

After saying that, he reached out and lifted the blanket covering him.

Fu Lu reached out and suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace, pleading softly in his voice.

"Baby, say it once, Zhizhi, just say it once, okay? Just once."

Song Zhi was puzzled and couldn't understand why Fu Lu was so fixated on those two mere words.

She parted her lips slightly and managed to utter those two words.

However, at that moment, a sharp and piercing cell phone ringtone suddenly rang out from the side, instantly drowning out the address that Attorney Fu longed to hear.

Fu Lu was so angry that his face turned red. He grabbed his phone and, without even glancing at the caller ID, slammed the hang-up button. Then, he turned to Song Zhi and said urgently, "Call me again. I didn't hear you just now."

Song Zhi pouted and said coquettishly, "Hmph, you clearly said that I only need to call you once."

Fu Lu was immediately rendered speechless, and secretly felt extremely annoyed.

Who on earth is so inconsiderate as to call and disrupt things so early in the morning?

Looking at Fu Lu's discomfitured expression, Song Zhi felt exceptionally pleased.

She lightly got up to get out of bed, but as soon as her feet touched the ground and she stood up, she suddenly felt a weakness and soreness in her legs. She staggered and fell back onto the bed.

Seeing this, Fu Lu quickly caught the person and asked with concern, "What happened?"

Song Zhi said with a resentful look, "It's all your fault, my legs are weak."

Fu Lu paused for half a second, then realized what he meant.

He smiled ingratiatingly and said, "Don't get out of bed, rest well, I'll make you breakfast."

As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zhi's phone rang.

Last night, she casually tossed her phone onto the sofa. When she went to get it, Fu Lu quickly offered his help, saying, "Lie down, I'll get it for you."

As she spoke, she stood up, picked up her phone, and handed it to Song Zhi: "It's my older sister on the phone."

Song Zhi reached out and took it, then swiped to connect.

"Hey, sis."

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ya's complaining voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's wrong with Lao Jiu? He keeps calling but doesn't answer."

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at Fu Lu.

Fu Lu was completely bewildered.

Song Zhi looked away, and asked awkwardly, "What's wrong?"

"I just called him, hoping he could let the police know that they arranged for a woman to go with them when they took Nuonuo's statement today, but I can't get through to her on the phone, and I don't know what she's doing."

Song Zhi smiled awkwardly: "Maybe they didn't hear me."

“I can’t count on him. Xiaozhi, could you go to the hospital and stay with Nuonuo for me? When the police arrive, you can be with her so she won’t be scared.”

"Of course, I'll be right there."

"Then I'll have to trouble you. Thank you, Xiaozhi."

"No trouble at all, I'll be right there."

After hanging up the phone, Fu Lu quickly moved closer to Song Zhi and asked with a curious expression, "What did my sister say? Where did she tell you to go?"

Song Zhi took a deep breath, composed herself, and then recounted her conversation with Sister Fu Lu to him in detail.

After listening, Fu Lu curled his lips indifferently and casually said, "Oh, who told her to call at such a critical moment."

I've already made arrangements here; this time, all the officers on duty are female.

Hearing this, Song Zhi breathed a slight sigh of relief. "Alright then, I have to go and keep her company no matter what, otherwise I won't feel at ease."

Fu Lu's gaze swept over Song Zhi from head to toe like a scanner, then he asked with a hint of doubt, "Can we leave now?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was so angry that her teeth itched. She glared at Fu Lu and gritted her teeth as she replied, "Of course."

Fu Lu sighed, looking aggrieved.

"Sigh, I was actually thinking of going to the Civil Affairs Bureau together today..."

Song Zhi subconsciously pressed, "What are you going to the Civil Affairs Bureau for?"

After asking that question, she suddenly realized something was wrong and froze.

Fu Lu glanced at her with a resentful look and asked in a low voice, "What do you think we can do at the Civil Affairs Bureau? Go eat, you think?"

Song Zhi choked, and it took her several seconds to come to her senses.

Her cheeks flushed bright red, and she began to stammer, "You...you're so unpredictable."

Fu Lu frowned as he stared at Song Zhi, his voice low and demanding, "What? Don't you want to marry me?"

Before Song Zhi could respond, Fu Lu had already started to fill in the blanks in his mind.

He gritted his teeth and said as if he had made a huge decision, "If you don't want to marry me, I can come and live with you."

Song Zhi's lips twitched: "Boss Fu, what's wrong with you lately?"

"Just tell me if you'll marry me or not."

When pressed by Fu Lu, Song Zhi simply replied, "Marry, marry, marry."

Fu Lu sensed her perfunctory attitude, and a hint of resentment appeared on his face. He looked at Song Zhi pitifully like a puppy that had been neglected by its owner, muttering, "Are you just giving me the runaround?"