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

"Did someone bully you?"

Song Zhi shook her head again.

Fu Lu sighed and continued to ask, "I called you last night, but you didn't answer. Did something happen last night?"

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi felt a sudden tightness in her chest and couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

She lowered her head, avoiding Fu Lu's gaze, and stammered an explanation: "I... my phone is dead."

Fu Lu didn't speak, he just looked at her quietly.

Song Zhi felt increasingly guilty under his gaze. Like a child who had done something wrong, she lowered her head, her hands unconsciously fidgeting with the hem of her clothes, looking uneasy.

After a while, she finally mustered up her courage, raised her head, and asked cautiously, "Ninth Brother, are you...are you angry?"

Looking at her pitiful appearance, Fu Lu's slight displeasure vanished instantly.

He reached out and gently pulled Song Zhi into his arms, saying tenderly, "No, I'm not angry."

As Song Zhi felt his warm embrace, her unease gradually dissipated.

She carefully pressed her head against Fu Lu's chest, as if she could feel the warmth of his heart through that solid chest, and her mood gradually calmed down.

She said softly, "Ninth Brother, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean to."

Song Zhi's voice carried a hint of guilt and unease.

Fu Lu gently stroked her hair and comforted her, "It's alright, I'm not blaming you. Go out and tell Grandma so she won't worry."

Song Zhi looked up into Fu Lu's eyes and nodded. "Okay."

When Song Zhi walked out of the bedroom, the old lady was sitting on the sofa in the living room, waiting anxiously.

Seeing Song Zhi come out, the old lady breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked, "Xiao Zhi, are you alright?"

Song Zhi walked to the old lady's side and said with a smile, "I'm fine, Grandma, don't worry about me."

The old lady held Song Zhi's hand, looked her over carefully, and breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that she was alright.

"That's good, that's good. Couples should talk things out and not argue, okay?"

Song Zhi smiled helplessly and explained, "Grandma, we didn't quarrel."

Fu Lu also put his arm around Song Zhi's waist and said to the old lady, "Grandma, we're doing well."

The old lady nodded with satisfaction.

Fu Lu glanced sideways and kissed Song Zhi on the cheek: "I have something to take care of later, how about I come pick you up for dinner?"

Song Zhi nodded, and after watching Fu Lu leave, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She still doesn't know how to tell Fu Lu about what happened last night.

Thinking of what Fu Lu had said before that he would mind, Song Zhi felt extremely upset.

She was reluctant to leave Fu Lu, but she couldn't hide it from him.

Song Zhi sighed softly.

Seeing this, the old lady asked, "You haven't made up yet?"

Song Zhi knew the old lady had misunderstood, so she quickly explained, "We really didn't quarrel."

“Fu Lu is a really good person, don’t ruin him.”

"How can it be."

"The most important thing between couples is honesty, understand?"

Song Zhi nodded, responding thoughtfully.

……

In the evening, Fu Lu arrived on time to take her out for dinner.

He had already booked a restaurant in advance, and they were having French food.

Upon hearing that they were going to such a high-class restaurant, Song Zhi became somewhat reserved: "Ninth Brother, let's just grab something casual, there's no need for that."

Fu Lu looked at her with a face full of doting affection: "Go change your clothes, be a good girl."

Hearing Fu Lu say that, Song Zhi had no choice but to obey.

She found a long dress in her wardrobe, paired it with a knitted cardigan, and casually draped her hair over her shoulders, giving her a very artistic look.

The two arrived at the restaurant, and Song Zhi did not expect to run into Pei Jinnian.

Her face turned pale instantly, and she instinctively shrank behind Fu Lu.

Pei Jinnian's gaze lingered on Song Zhi's face for two seconds before he looked away and greeted Fu Lu.

"Ninth Brother, it's been a long time."

Fu Lu responded with a nonchalant expression.

He wasn't familiar with Pei Jinnian. If his cousin hadn't learned about him during her blind date with Pei Jinnian, he wouldn't have known about him at all.

Despite Fu Lu's coldness, Pei Jinnian remained unperturbed and continued to speak to him with a smile.

"Then we won't disturb Ninth Brother and Jiaren's meal."

As he spoke, he gave Song Zhi a meaningful look, then walked past her and left.

Song Zhi felt a little flustered and was absent-minded while sitting in her seat.

"Ninth Brother, how about we go eat hot pot? I don't want to eat this."

Fu Lu, unaware of Song Zhi's thoughts, smiled and said, "Try it first. If you don't like it, we'll go eat hot pot."

Hearing Fu Lu say this, Song Zhi had no choice but to nod.

Because it was pre-ordered, the food was served very quickly.

Just as she thought.

Western food has no advantages other than its exquisite plating.

A few minutes later, a waiter came over carrying a bottle of red wine.

"Mr. Fu, this is a bottle of red wine that Young Master Zhou gave to you and this lady. He said he wished you both a pleasant meal."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's breath hitched, and she subconsciously looked at Fu Lu's expression.

Fu Lu's expression shifted slightly, but he simply said, "Leave it."

The waiter opened the red wine and poured it into a stemmed glass.

Fu Lu pushed the wine glass towards Song Zhi and said with a smile, "Want to try some?"

Seeing the red wine in front of her, Song Zhi couldn't help but think of last night.

I became like this last night because I drank Li Ming's wine.

Seeing her lost in thought, Fu Lu waved his hand in front of her face and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Song Zhi snapped out of her thoughts, reached out and took the wine glass. "Thank you."

Fu Lu held up his cup and said, "Come on!"

Song Zhi raised her glass to clink glasses with him, then brought it to her lips and took a sip.

Song Zhi didn't know much about wine, but when she took a sip of this red wine, she found that its taste was very different from the red wine she had drunk before.

The rich aroma of fruit and flowers intertwines in the mouth, as if a spring garden is blooming on the tip of the tongue, accompanied by a hint of sweetness.

Song Zhi couldn't help but drink the wine in her glass in one gulp.

Upon seeing this, Fu Lu couldn't help but smile and asked softly, "Do you like it?"

Song Zhi chuckled a little sheepishly and replied, "Yeah, it tastes pretty good."

Seeing this, Fu Lu smiled and suggested, "Since you like them, how about taking a couple of bottles home with you?"

Song Zhi quickly waved her hand and said with a smile, "No need, just have a taste, but don't overindulge."

Fu Lu nodded.

After finishing her meal, Song Zhi's gaze kept falling on the bottle of red wine that was still unfinished.

Finally, she mustered her courage and whispered to Fu Lu, "Ninth Brother, can I take this back with me?"

Fu Lu nodded without hesitation: "Of course."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's face immediately lit up with a happy smile, just like a child's.

After leaving the restaurant, Fu Lu took Song Zhi's hand and slowly walked to the entrance of a hotel.

Song Zhi stopped and looked at Fu Lu with suspicion, asking, "What are you doing here?"