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

The kiss didn't last long; Fu Lu quickly released her.

He straightened up, walked to Song Zhi's side, and then plopped down on the chair next to her.

He reached out and naturally pulled Song Zhi into a tight embrace.

Song Zhi's body trembled slightly. She could feel Fu Lu's body temperature passing through her clothes, which felt warm and reassuring.

She looked up at the fireworks blooming in the night sky, their dazzling lights illuminating the entire night.

Fu Lu slowly raised his head, his deep eyes gazing at the vast night sky.

Just then, his voice, like a shooting star in the night sky, broke the silence and reached Song Zhi's ears: "Song Xiaozhi, we're getting our marriage certificate the day after tomorrow. I'm so happy."

As Fu Lu spoke, her body stiffened abruptly.

Her lips parted slightly, as if she wanted to say something, but her throat felt as if something was blocking it, and she couldn't make a sound.

Fu Lu noticed Song Zhi's unusual behavior. He frowned slightly, turned his gaze away from the night sky, looked at her, and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Song Zhi quickly shook her head and said softly, "No..."

Her voice trembled slightly as she spoke, but she tried to remain calm to hide her unease, repeating, "No, it's nothing."

Fu Lu keenly sensed that something was wrong with her.

He turned his head and stared straight at Song Zhi without saying a word.

Song Zhi felt a little guilty under Fu Lu's gaze. Her heart started racing and her palms began to sweat.

She took a deep breath, then reached out and gently hooked her arm around Fu Lu's neck, before leaning in and kissing his lips.

Fu Lu was stunned for a moment, letting the girl hook her arms around his neck and kiss him shyly.

Feeling Song Zhi's trembling, Fu Lu gently pushed her away, somewhat worried: "Song Xiaozhi, something's wrong with you today."

Song Zhi dared not look Fu Lu in the eye, lowered her head slightly, and whispered, "Ninth Brother, do you not want me anymore?"

Fu Lu quickly replied, "Of course not."

Song Zhi raised her head and looked at him timidly.

"Then don't push me away." After saying that, she clung to me again.

Song Zhi had always been shy about such intimate gestures, but at this moment, she was unusually proactive.

This was undoubtedly a bold attempt for her, so her movements were somewhat clumsy and her body was trembling.

Fu Lu was already starting to feel the urge, but when he thought about the important things he had to do before dinner, he had to suppress his desire and gently push Song Zhi away.

His voice was slightly hoarse, as if he was trying to restrain himself.

"Baby, why are you so enthusiastic tonight?"

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

Her already rosy lips looked even more moist and alluring from the passionate kiss just now.

She lowered her eyes somewhat embarrassed and murmured softly, "Don't you like this?"

Fu Lu raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a doting smile, "I like it, of course I like it, but I have something very important to do right now."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi blinked her big eyes and looked at him with a face full of doubt, "What important thing?"

Fu Lu took out a velvet box from somewhere and opened it in front of her.

Song Zhi was stunned when she saw the pink diamond ring inside.

When Fu Lu confessed his feelings to her before, he gave her a ring, and he is doing it again now.

And this ring is very large.

For a moment, Song Zhi was at a loss.

"Ninth Brother, you..."

With an exceptionally serious and solemn expression, Fu Lu said to her, "Please marry me, Ms. Song Zhi..."

Upon hearing Fu Lu's words, Song Zhi froze completely.

Seeing that she didn't react, Fu Lu chuckled and said, "Baby, stretch out your hand."

Song Zhi was completely bewildered at the moment, and she did whatever Fu Lu told her to do.

So, upon hearing Fu Lu's words, she obediently extended her hand.

Fu Lu took the ring out of the box and put it on her ring finger.

Bathed in the soft glow of the ambient lighting overhead, the diamond on her ring finger shone with a dazzling brilliance.

Song Zhi looked down at the diamond ring on her ring finger, her heart filled with mixed feelings.

She spoke softly, "Why did you give me a ring again?"

"Of course you should give a ring when you propose."

As Fu Lu spoke, his gaze remained fixed on Song Zhi's face, his eyes filled with undisguised doting affection.

"But you already proposed before."

Fu Lu smiled and explained, "That proposal wasn't romantic enough. I want to give you a more special proposal."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's eyes suddenly welled up with tears.

She tried hard to hold back her tears, but ultimately failed, and they streamed down her face like beads from a broken string.

"Ninth Brother, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."

Song Zhi choked up as she spoke, her voice filled with guilt and self-reproach.

She could have easily kept what happened last night a secret from Fu Lu.

However, she couldn't do that because she knew it would be unfair to Fu Lu.

She didn't want to cover up the truth with lies, and she didn't want Fu Lu to be hurt.

Fu Lu was at a loss when he saw her suddenly cry.

He reached out and gently wiped away the tears on Song Zhi's cheeks, asking softly, "Why are you crying? It's just a proposal, is it really necessary to be so moved?"

Song Zhi shook her head, her eyes brimming with tears, her heart filled with complex emotions.

I felt both touched and guilty.

When Fu Lu saw Song Zhi crying, his heart softened.

He reached out and gently pulled her into his arms, softly comforting her, "Don't cry, baby."

Song Zhi sniffed and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Ninth Brother, I... I can't marry you."

Upon hearing Song Zhi's words, Fu Lu's body suddenly stiffened.

He slowly released Song Zhi, the gentleness on his face vanishing instantly, replaced by a serious expression.

He stared intently at Song Zhi, his voice slightly low as he asked, "Song Xiaozhi, do you know what you're saying?"

Song Zhi sobbed, nodded, and replied in a trembling voice, "I know."

Fu Lu frowned deeply and continued to press, "Why? Why do you suddenly not want to marry me anymore?"

Song Zhi's gaze darted away; she didn't know how to answer the question, so she could only silently turn her head away, not daring to meet Fu Lu's eyes.

Seeing this, Fu Lu reached out and gently pinched Song Zhi's chin, turning her face so that she looked directly into his eyes.

His eyes were filled with doubt and confusion as he asked again, "Tell me, why?"

Song Zhi's lips trembled slightly. She finally mustered her courage and whispered, "Don't ask anymore."

Fu Lu's eyes narrowed slightly. He seemed dissatisfied with the answer, and his tone became somewhat stern: "Song Xiaozhi, are you playing me?"

Song Zhi quickly shook her head and hurriedly explained, "No, no, Ninth Brother, I didn't play a trick on you."

Fu Lu's face remained gloomy.