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

By the time the noise from the lounge subsided, it was already completely dark outside the window.

At this moment, Song Zhi felt as if her body was being weighed down by a thousand-pound burden, so heavy that even her eyelids felt like they weighed a thousand pounds, and she couldn't open them no matter what she did.

Her muscles were all limp and weak, as if all her energy had been drained away, leaving her listless and dispirited.

However, in stark contrast to Song Zhi was Fu Lü.

He looked radiant and full of energy, as if he had inexhaustible vitality.

He would kiss Song Zhi's cheek one moment and her lips the next, seemingly enjoying it immensely.

Song Zhi grew a little impatient with his kisses, muttering under her breath, "That's not fair."

Upon hearing her words, Fu Lu paused, his grip on her hand tightening, and asked in confusion, "Hmm? What's unfair?"

Song Zhi abruptly pulled her hand back, placed the back of her hand on her forehead, and said in a muffled voice, "What happened just now was unfair."

Seeing this, Fu Lu chuckled softly, then quickly leaned in and gently kissed her cheek before rolling over and getting out of bed.

"Wait until I come out, then we'll talk in detail."

As he spoke, he walked straight to the bathroom, not even wearing a shirt, and went in completely naked.

Song Zhi lay on the bed, turned over, and felt that her body was as soft and weak as cotton, and she couldn't muster any strength.

She secretly vowed to herself that she would never bring lunch to Fu Lu again.

She checked the time and realized that a whole afternoon had passed.

She couldn't help but sigh heavily, thinking: What kind of medicine has this person taken? How can they be so restless?

When Fu Lu came out, he was covered in sweat.

As he wiped the water droplets from his hair, he walked to the bedside and asked the girl, who was wrapped in a silkworm cocoon, "What's unfair? Tell me?"

Song Zhi lifted her eyelids slightly, looked at him blankly, and grumbled in dissatisfaction, "You still have the nerve to ask me?"

Fu Lu smiled slightly, said nothing, turned around, opened the wardrobe next to him, and changed into a brand new suit.

While tying his tie, he spoke to Song Zhi on the bed, "I have a dinner party later, do you want to come with me?"

"Don't go."

"Then rest for a while longer. Once you're rested, I'll have my assistant take you home?"

Fu Lu made the suggestion.

Upon hearing the word "assistant," Song Zhi perked up: "No, I'll go back by myself."

Her assistant saw her having an affair with Lawyer Fu in the office, and she was too ashamed to show her face.

Fu Lu sat on the edge of the bed, reached out and brushed the strands of hair that were sticking to her cheek, and gently pinched her cheek.

"Can I do it myself?"

Song Zhi gave a soft "hmm" and didn't intend to pay any attention to Fu Lu.

Fu Lu leaned down and kissed her cheek and lips: "I really want to keep you by my side, to take you wherever I go?"

Song Zhi grumbled in dissatisfaction: "It's not an item again, hurry up and go."

Fu Lu clung tightly to her soft body, reluctant to leave. He murmured softly, "Baby, maybe I shouldn't go. I'll stay here and sleep with you."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi refused without hesitation, saying, "No, you have to go."

Fu Lu looked at her innocently, seemingly not understanding why she would so firmly reject his suggestion. He pressed her for an answer: "Why?"

Song Zhi couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but she still tried to remain calm and explained, "Work is more important, you should go quickly."

She knew very well that if she really let Fu Lu stay here to sleep with her, she probably wouldn't be able to get out of bed all night.

However, Fu Lu did not seem to intend to let her off easily. He suddenly leaned down and silenced Song Zhi's mouth with his lips.

Caught off guard, Song Zhi could only let out a series of whimpering sounds, while her body involuntarily struggled slightly in protest.

After a while, Song Zhi finally managed to push Fu Lu away, and spoke with some unsteadiness in her breath.

"Alright, hurry up and go, don't be late."

Fu Lu's lips pressed against hers again, but this time his kiss was very restrained, only lightly touching Song Zhi's lips.

"Okay, I know. I'll call you when I get home."

After speaking, he slowly stood up, straightened his slightly disheveled shirt, and then turned and walked out of the lounge.

As she closed the door, Song Zhi clearly heard her assistant's voice coming from outside.

"Mr. Fu, shall we leave now?"

Song Zhi lay on the bed, still feeling somewhat embarrassed.

She secretly vowed to herself that next time, she would never come to Fu Lu's company to see him again; it was too embarrassing.

Song Zhi returned to her rented room after seven o'clock.

The old lady opened the door.

Seeing her come in, I was a little surprised: "Why did it take you so long to come back after delivering lunch?"

Song Zhi said somewhat embarrassedly, "I had some things to do, so I took a walk outside."

"Go wash up quickly, it's time to get ready for dinner."

Song Zhi nodded, afraid that the old lady would notice something amiss, and quickly walked towards the bathroom.

She finished washing her hands and came back. The old lady was still in the kitchen. She grabbed a tissue from the side and, while tucking her hands in, said to the old lady, "Grandma, I'll push my dad out now."

"Go."

Song Zhi arrived at the door of her father's room, knocked, and then pushed the door open to go inside.

"Dad, dinner's ready."

He then walked into the room.

Mr. Song sat in his wheelchair, resting with his eyes closed.

Hearing her daughter's voice, she slowly opened her eyes: "You're back?"

"Ah."

As she spoke, she walked behind Song's father and pushed him out of the room.

At the dining table, Song Zhi buried her head in her food.

The old lady picked up a piece of pork rib for her and then said, "Didn't Fu Lu finish his lunch?"

"what?"

"I just checked the lunchbox, and there's still a lot left. Is it because it's not to his liking?"

Song Zhi quickly waved her hand and explained, "It suits my taste."

"Then why didn't you finish it?"

Song Zhi felt a little awkward and didn't know what to say.

I just made up an excuse to get by.

In the evening, Song Zhi lay lazily in bed, enjoying the pleasant time of applying a face mask.

Suddenly, a jarring cell phone ring broke the silence.

She picked up her phone from beside her pillow, glanced at the caller ID, and answered the call.

"Hey, Ninth Brother."

Why aren't you home?

Fu Lu's voice came from the other end of the phone, tinged with displeasure.

Song Zhi was somewhat surprised: "I'm at home?"

"I came back and didn't see you."

Song Zhi only realized this belatedly.

She quickly explained, "I'm at my rented apartment, not at your place."

"Song Xiaozhi, why didn't you tell me you were going back to your parents' home?"

Fu Lu's questioning left Song Zhi somewhat amused and exasperated: "What do you mean by going back to your parents' home? Don't talk nonsense."

"Is not it?"

"My dad was just discharged from the hospital today, and I had things to do at home, so I didn't go to your place."

"Song Xiaozhi, am I unimportant to you?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi sighed helplessly.

She coaxed him dismissively, "It's important, you're the most important."

"The most important thing is that you don't tell me when you go back to your parents' home. When I go home and don't see you, I feel empty inside."

Fu Lu's voice carried a hint of grievance.

Song Zhi was somewhat amused and exasperated. She suggested, "How about we video chat later?"