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

Looking at Song Zhi's expectant expression, Fu Lu couldn't help but laugh and asked, "Why not?"

Upon receiving Fu Lu's affirmative reply, Song Zhi was overjoyed and quickly took out her phone from her pocket, preparing to call Wei Yinuo.

However, just as she was about to press the dial button, Fu Lu suddenly reminded her, "It's nighttime over there, she should still be sleeping at this hour."

Song Zhi felt a little disappointed, but she softly replied, "Okay."

Fu Lu seemed to notice her change in mood and quickly comforted her, "After a while, I'll definitely take you to see her, okay?"

Song Zhi looked up, nodded, and obediently replied, "Mm."

Seeing this, Fu Lu smiled indulgently. He reached out and gently pinched Song Zhi's chubby cheeks, saying softly, "So good."

Song Zhi was a little embarrassed by his sudden action. She looked at Fu Lu with a silly smile and said reproachfully, "Why are you touching me like that?"

Seeing this, Fu Lu not only didn't restrain himself, but laughed even more unrestrainedly, teasing, "What's wrong with pinching my wife's face?"

Song Zhi's face flushed red instantly. She lowered her head shyly and muttered, "Who's your wife?"

Looking at her adorable appearance, Fu Lu felt even more pleased. He smiled and said, "I'll take you to a fun place later."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi looked up curiously and asked, "Where are we going to play?"

"There's a car race."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu with some surprise. She hadn't expected that Fu Lu would like such a thrilling sport as racing. She asked curiously, "Do you like racing?"

Fu Lu smiled and said casually, "I wouldn't say I like it, I just find it quite interesting. Okay, let's go eat first."

Song Zhi nodded and didn't ask any more questions. She knew that Fu Lu didn't like others asking him too many questions about his affairs.

After finishing their meal, the two headed to the competition venue together.

Song Zhi never expected to see Zhou Yan here.

Since her last meeting with Zhou Yan, Song Zhi had not heard any news about him.

Zhou Yan had obviously seen them too. He smiled and walked towards Fu Lu and Song Zhi, greeting them warmly, "Ninth Brother, why did you bring Song Xiaozhi here?"

Fu Lu smiled slightly, put his arm around Song Zhi's waist, and said without any attempt to hide his feelings, "She's my wife. Why would I bring you instead of her?"

As Fu Lu spoke and acted, everyone around them turned their attention to them.

Song Zhi felt a little embarrassed and said in a low voice, "Okay, we're outside."

Fu Lu didn't say anything, but led Song Zhi to the VIP seats.

From here, you can overlook the entire racetrack and also see the live broadcasts on the large screens on the race cars.

The viewing experience was excellent.

This was Song Zhi's first time in such a place, and she was a little nervous.

Fu Lu led her by the hand toward their seats. Just as they sat down, they saw Zhou Yan walk in, accompanied by a long-legged blonde beauty with blue eyes.

Watching the two's intimate actions, Song Zhi whispered to Fu Lu beside her, "Who is that woman?"

Fu Lu glanced at it and said casually, "I don't know."

"Didn't he say he liked Nuonuo before? How come he's seeing another woman now?"

Fu Lu snorted coldly: "Zhou Yan has slept with more women than Nuonuo is old enough."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi didn't react for a moment: "Isn't it normal for it to be bigger than Nuonuo's?"

Fu Lu glanced at Song Zhi and asked, "Do you think it's normal to have sex with a dozen or twenty women?"

Song Zhi then realized what was happening and was somewhat surprised: "Zhou Yan's private life is so chaotic."

"if not?"

"It's good that you didn't agree. He's not good enough for Nuonuo."

Seeing the two whispering to each other, Zhou Yan curiously leaned over and asked, "What are you two talking about?"

Song Zhi asked without curiosity, "Didn't you say anything?"

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to the field.

The race began, with deafening engine roars emanating from the race cars as they sped along the track.

A burst of cheers and screams erupted from the audience.

Song Zhi was also infected by the enthusiastic cheers and couldn't help but shout "Go for it!"

Fu Lu, standing to the side, watched the entire match with a calm expression.

After the competition ended and the champion was announced, the organizers' staff came over and invited Fu Lu to present the award to the champion.

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu with admiration: "Ninth Brother, go quickly, I'll wait for you here."

"Okay, wait for me patiently."

With that, he got up and left with the organizer's staff.

Within minutes, Song Zhi saw Fu Lu appear on the awards stage.

The winner was a girl, which surprised Song Zhi.

Song Zhi quickly took out her phone and took a picture of Fu Lu.

Suddenly, Zhou Yan came over and plopped down next to her, then said mysteriously, "Ninth Brother's technique is amazing."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi was taken aback at first, then quickly put her phone away and looked at Zhou Yan with suspicion, asking, "What kind of technology is it?"

Zhou Yan seemed not to have expected Song Zhi to ask such a question. He paused for a moment, a slightly surprised expression on his face, and asked Song Zhi in return.

Didn't Ninth Brother tell you?

Song Zhi shook her head, still looking at Zhou Yan with a blank expression, and continued to ask, "What are you talking about?"

"Ninth Brother used to be a race car driver."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi's eyes widened in surprise.

"When did that happen? How come I have no idea?"

Zhou Yan said with a smile, "It was back in college. I thought you'd always known."

Song Zhi quickly waved her hand and said, "How could that be? He has never mentioned this to me."

Looking back now, it seems that every time they met, Fu Lu was always helping her with her homework, and she really knew very little about him.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi couldn't help but ask, "And now? Is he still racing?"

Zhou Yan's smile suddenly vanished, replaced by a look of regret and helplessness. He slowly said, "He was in a car accident and can no longer participate in any racing competitions."

"Car accident?"

Zhou Yan nodded and said heavily, "Yes, you knew that he was rushed abroad for treatment after his car accident, didn't you? I was the one who told you."

Song Zhi was slightly taken aback before she remembered.

Zhou Yan had told her that, but she misunderstood that when Zhou Yan said "left," he meant going abroad for treatment, so she always thought Fu Lu was dead.

She felt a little embarrassed, so she simply stopped asking.

Zhou Yan spoke again: "Song Xiaozhi, are you in contact with Yi Nuo?"

Hearing Zhou Yan mention Wei Yinuo, Song Zhi remembered what Fu Lu had said before, that he had dated a dozen or twenty girlfriends, and she got angry.

"What do you ask for this?"

Song Zhi spoke in an annoyed tone.

Zhou Yan was a little embarrassed: "I was just asking, I wanted to know how she is doing abroad?"

"You want to know if you won't call her?"

Zhou Yan sighed.

He wanted to call her, but Wei Yinuo had blocked all her contact information, so he couldn't reach her at all.