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

It took until lunchtime to finally get the new computer installed.

A male colleague walked over and patted her on the shoulder: "Come on, let's go eat?"

Song Zhi shook her head: "No, I'll go back to eat."

"There's only a two-hour lunch break, that's not enough time."

Song Zhi smiled and said, "We arrived in time."

Do you live around here?

"Ah."

Upon hearing this, my colleague was somewhat surprised: "The property prices around here are in the six figures."

Upon hearing that her colleague had misunderstood, Song Zhi quickly waved her hand and explained, "No, I rent a place."

"That would cost tens of thousands a month. You only have a little over ten thousand a month. Can you afford the rent?"

Song Zhi sensed the sarcastic tone in the other person's voice and felt a little uncomfortable. "It's a friend's house, and they rented it to me cheaply."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you women have it so good. If you're even a little bit pretty, you can meet rich men."

Song Zhi's face immediately turned cold.

She believed in the principle of "I won't offend others unless they offend me," and tried to get along well with her colleagues, without expecting to become friends with them.

As long as no one acts like a jerk, everyone can live in peace.

But some people just have the audacity to deliberately invite criticism.

"What? Are you envious and jealous?"

Just as I finished speaking, the phone on the table rang.

Song Zhi knew who was calling just by hearing that familiar ringtone.

She picked up her phone and swiped to answer: "Hello."

Fu Lu's aggrieved voice came from the other end of the phone: "Song Xiaozhi, you lied to me."

"When did I lie to you?"

"You said you'd call me after get off work, but it's been five minutes since I left work and you still haven't called me."

"I was busy just now."

"Weren't you off work? What are you busy with?"

"Going to work."

"Were you fired?"

"No, so I can't come to see you later."

"fraud."

Song Zhi: “…”

Just as Song Zhi was about to say something to coax her, she noticed Zhang Ying looking at her with curiosity.

Song Zhi coughed softly and said in a low voice, "I'm in the elevator now. I'll call you when I get home. I'll hang up now."

With that, he walked out of the office.

When waiting for the elevator, I always feel like something is missing.

As soon as she entered the elevator, Song Zhi saw her reflection in the elevator mirror and belatedly realized that she hadn't taken her bag.

When the elevator reached the first floor, Song Zhi got out again and took another elevator that was going up to go back to her office to get her bag.

It's lunch break now, and there's no one in the office.

Song Zhi's new workstation is in the corner.

She stepped forward, picked up her bag, and was about to leave when she heard two colleagues gossiping in front of her.

She hadn't originally planned to pay any attention to it, since such things were commonplace in the office.

But I never expected that I would become the subject of gossip among my colleagues.

“Song Zhi must have some important background.”

The speaker was Zeng Lan, a long-time employee in the office.

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi abruptly stood up and walked straight toward the girl who had spoken.

When Song Zhi reached the girl, she stopped and stared at her intently, saying coldly, "Tell me, what's my background?"

The girl was clearly taken aback by Song Zhi's sudden appearance and direct question, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

Her face turned extremely embarrassed, and she stammered, "Song Zhi, Xia Lin and I were just joking, don't take it too seriously."

Song Zhi's gaze did not soften in the slightest despite the girl's explanation. She turned to Xia Lin and asked, "Do you think this joke is funny?"

Xia Lin felt a little embarrassed when Song Zhi asked her that question.

She hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile and said, "It was just... just a joke, don't take it to heart."

Looking at Xia Lin's somewhat unnatural smile, Song Zhi snorted and said, "Next time you talk badly about someone behind their back, you'd better check if anyone's around first. Otherwise, it would be really embarrassing if the person involved caught you red-handed."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Lan's cheeks flushed with embarrassment.

"Who, who said bad things about you?"

Song Zhi's face turned cold as she stared straight at Zeng Lan: "I'm not one to cause trouble, but I'm not afraid of trouble either."

With that, he ignored the two of them and walked straight out of the office.

"What's there to be so smug about? So what if you have connections?"

Zeng Lan watched Song Zhi's retreating figure and muttered indignantly.

Seeing this, Charlene, who was standing to the side, quickly reached out and tugged at her, saying softly, "Okay, stop talking."

……

When Song Zhi returned home, she dialed Fu Lu's number, but no one answered the phone.

Song Zhi couldn't help but feel somewhat helpless.

He muttered to himself: "This stingy person, getting angry over such a small thing."

She sighed heavily.

Hearing Song Zhi's sigh, the old lady asked with concern, "Xiao Zhi, what's wrong? Is something bothering you?"

Song Zhi quickly shook her head and replied casually, "It's nothing, Grandma."

"Is Lawyer Fu coming over for dinner?"

Song Zhi hesitated for a moment before replying, "They probably won't be coming."

After hearing this, the old lady suggested, "Then why don't you call him and ask if he's coming?"

Song Zhi smiled helplessly and explained, "I've already called him, but he didn't answer. He's probably really busy."

As she finished speaking, the scene of Fu Lu staying at her house last night suddenly flashed through her mind, and a blush involuntarily rose on her face.

Song Zhi said somewhat shyly, "Grandma, I actually thought you and Dad would scold me."

The old woman looked at her with a puzzled expression and asked, "Why did I scold you?"

Song Zhi's voice grew even lower: "Last night, Attorney Fu was at home..."

The old lady suddenly realized and comforted him with a smile, "What's wrong with that, Xiaozhi? Your father and I aren't the kind of people who are old-fashioned. Besides, aren't you two planning to get married? It's perfectly normal for him to come and stay for one night."

Song Zhi chuckled and asked softly, "Can he come over tonight?"

Upon hearing this, the old lady couldn't help but smile helplessly, and then replied, "Come on then, but you two should keep it down, I'm a light sleeper."

Upon hearing the old lady's words, Song Zhi's cheeks instantly flushed red, like a ripe apple.

She mumbled shyly, "Grandma, why...why did you say that..."

Seeing this, the old lady quickly smiled and said, "Alright, alright, you should call Fu Lu again and ask if he's coming over. If he does, I'll cook some more delicious food."

"Oh."

Song Zhi responded and turned to go back into her room.

She sat on the edge of the bed, picked up her phone, hesitated for a moment, and finally dialed Fu Lu's number.

Song Zhi felt a little uneasy, wondering if Fu Lu would answer the phone.

Just when she thought the call would hang up automatically, Fu Lu's somewhat tired voice suddenly came through: "Hello."

Song Zhi was overjoyed and quickly asked, "Ninth Brother, what are you doing? I called you just now, why didn't you answer?"

"I was driving just now."

Fu Lu's voice was somewhat low.

Song Zhi pressed further, "Driving? Where are you going?"

"I am at the hospital."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was taken aback for a moment, then, as if remembering something, she hurriedly asked, "Are you going to see Nuonuo? How is she feeling today?"

"She is still being treated."

Fu Lu spoke, his voice somewhat heavy.

Song Zhi was stunned for a moment, unable to react, and asked in confusion, "Rescue? Who?"

"Nono, she committed suicide by cutting her wrists last night."