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

She stood up straight with each step, not wanting anyone to notice anything unusual.

Song Zhi staggered out of the private room, disregarding everything else, and rushed into the restroom. Holding onto the sink, she stuck her fingers down her throat and desperately tried to vomit.

She called Fu Lu while vomiting, her hands trembling.

She finally managed to get through to Fu Lu, but just as she was about to speak, her phone was suddenly snatched away by a hand.

Song Zhi looked up in surprise, her gaze meeting Pei Jinnian's.

Song Zhi's first reaction was to grab the phone back. She reached out to grab it, but her body suddenly tilted forward due to losing her balance.

She was about to crash straight into Pei Jinnian.

Pei Jinnian hung up the phone immediately and scooped Song Zhi up in his arms.

Suddenly lifted into the air, her hands instinctively reached out and tightly hooked around Pei Jinnian's neck.

Her body was limp and she had no strength at all.

"Pei Jinnian, you...you let go..."

Song Zhi's voice was weak and trembling. Before she could finish speaking, everything went black before her eyes, and she fainted.

Upon seeing this, Pei Jinnian frowned slightly. Without saying a word, he picked Song Zhi up and carried her quickly to the upstairs lounge.

He gently placed Song Zhi on the bed, and just as he was about to let go, Song Zhi's hands wrapped around him like an octopus, tightly hugging his neck.

"Ninth Brother, I feel terrible, so terrible, sob sob..."

Song Zhi's voice was choked with sobs, making everyone who heard it feel heartbroken.

But Pei Jinnian's face immediately darkened upon hearing those words.

Frustrated, he yanked Song Zhi's hand away and threw her onto the bed. He then leaned down, grabbed her neck, and demanded fiercely, "You like him that much?"

Song Zhi was already feeling unwell, and now that Pei Jinnian was pinching her so roughly, she felt even more difficulty breathing, as if she was about to suffocate and die at any moment.

She struggled desperately to break free from Pei Jinnian's grasp, but her strength seemed so insignificant in front of him.

Her throat was being tightly gripped, and she could only manage a weak sound as she whispered to Pei Jinnian, "You...you let go..."

However, Pei Jinnian seemed to completely ignore Song Zhi's pleas for mercy. His hand was like an iron clamp, tightly gripping her neck without any sign of loosening.

As time went by, Song Zhi's consciousness gradually blurred, and the lack of oxygen left her mind blank.

Just as she was about to lose consciousness, suddenly, a cool breeze entered her nasal cavity, and her breathing became easier.

This brief moment of clarity made Song Zhi realize that she was still alive. With all her might, she managed to speak again with difficulty: "Pei Jinnian, you're a madman."

Pei Jinnian looked at Song Zhi's neck, which had been choked red, and her face, which was as pale as paper, and a sense of panic flashed through his heart.

"I'm sorry, I..." He wanted to explain something, but the words wouldn't come out.

Song Zhi struggled to get out of bed.

She didn't even glance at Pei Jinnian before turning her head and walking towards the door.

Upon seeing this, Pei Jinnian's anger flared up instantly.

She couldn't understand why Song Zhi was so resolute.

He wouldn't listen to either soft or hard tactics, giving him no chance whatsoever.

Is it because of Fu Lu?

Thinking of Fu Lu, Pei Jinnian strode forward like an angry lion and pinned Song Zhi against the wall.

"You like him that much?"

His voice was deep and filled with anger, as if a volcano that had been suppressed for a long time had finally erupted.

He said through gritted teeth, "Even after all this, you still want to go find him?"

Song Zhi's face was pale, and her body trembled slightly with fear as she tried to break free from Pei Jinnian's restraints, but she found that her strength was so insignificant in front of him.

"Let...let me go."

Song Zhi's voice was tinged with sobs, and her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness.

However, Pei Jinnian did not let go as she wished. Instead, he gripped her chin even tighter, forcing her to lift her head and look at him.

"Zhizhi, am I not good enough for you?"

His gaze was fixed on Song Zhi. "What Fu Lu can give you, I can give you too."

"No... no need."

This remark thoroughly enraged Pei Jinnian.

His face instantly turned extremely gloomy.

He didn't want to hear such a rejection from Song Zhi, so he lowered his head and fiercely sealed Song Zhi's red lips with his own.

The next second, a strong smell of blood spread from their mouths.

In extreme terror, Song Zhi opened her mouth and bit Pei Jinnian.

However, this bite did not make Pei Jinnian back down; instead, it made him act even more violently.

He reached out to pull at Song Zhi's clothes.

Song Zhi finally realized Pei Jinnian's intention. A look of horror appeared on her face, and her voice became shrill with fear.

"You dare! I... I will hate you for the rest of my life!"

Upon hearing Song Zhi's words, Pei Jinnian's hand suddenly stopped, and his body seemed to be frozen in place, remaining completely still.

After a while, he looked up, gazed into Song Zhi's eyes, and coaxed, "Don't you need my help right now?"

"unnecessary."

Song Zhi gritted her teeth and spat out three words.

Pei Jinnian stepped back with one cup, then reached out and unbuttoned his shirt.

Seeing this, Song Zhi looked at him warily: "Pei, Pei Jinnian, how dare you..."

Pei Jinnian smiled and said, "Don't worry, I won't touch you. I'll wait until you beg me in bed."

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Song Zhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But as Pei Jinnian spoke, his body involuntarily tensed up.

No.

She can't do this.

She couldn't let Fu Lu down.

They're getting married soon, and they can't afford any mistakes here.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi staggered and swayed as she walked toward the restroom.

As soon as she entered the bathroom, she grabbed the showerhead without hesitation and rinsed herself thoroughly with the ice water.

The icy water poured down on Song Zhi like a torrential downpour, but she seemed completely oblivious to the cold, mechanically letting the water wash over her body.

Pei Jinnian was completely unprepared for Song Zhi's resolute decision, and felt both angry and helpless.

He strode into the bathroom, snatched the showerhead from Song Zhi's hand, and roared, "Are you crazy? You'll catch a cold if you take a cold shower like that!"

However, Song Zhi ignored his shouts and reached out to grab the showerhead: "It's none of your business. You said you wouldn't touch me. Get out."

Pei Jinnian was enraged by Song Zhi's indifference. His face darkened horribly, and he stared intently at Song Zhi, gritting his teeth as he said, "Is it worth making yourself suffer like this for Fu Lu?"

Song Zhi's body trembled slightly, but her answer was unusually firm: "It's worth it, go out."

Pei Jinnian clenched his fists tightly, the violent impulses in his chest growing wildly because of Song Zhi's words.

At that moment, Pei Jinnian suddenly wondered if Song Zhi would belong to him if Fu Lu died.

He was startled when the idea came to him.

My mind cleared up.

He threw down a vicious remark: "You don't know what's good for you."

Then, he turned and left angrily, slamming the bathroom door shut.