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

Song Zhi lowered her eyes, remained silent for a moment, and then flatly denied it: "No, I misunderstood."

Fu Lu paused briefly, then his tone became serious: "So what exactly did I do that led you to this misunderstanding?"

Song Zhi felt embarrassed and remained silent for a while before explaining softly, "I overheard Zhou Yan saying those things at Pei Jinnian's house last time, which is why I misunderstood."

Are there any other reasons?

"And also at your grandma's house, when you helped me put on a band-aid."

As she spoke, Song Zhi's voice grew weaker and weaker, like the buzzing of a mosquito.

Fu Lu suddenly let out a low laugh.

Song Zhi was both ashamed and angry. She gripped her phone tightly, secretly feeling annoyed.

She knew without even thinking that the man on the other end of the phone was laughing at her stupidity and naivety.

"Song Xiaozhi, you really are..."

Before Fu Lu could finish speaking, Song Zhi impatiently interrupted him: "Alright, no need to say more, I understand."

"You don't understand anything."

"..."

Fu Lu continued, "You've never proactively asked me about these things, yet you've been acting all awkward and hesitant. Don't you find that ridiculous?"

Song Zhi immediately bristled, and she weakly protested, "I didn't."

Fu Lu sighed and said nothing more.

Song Zhi immediately felt the atmosphere between them was a bit awkward, so she quickly changed the subject: "I, I heard from Zhou Yan that you are sensitive to women?"

Fu Lu's lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile, and he teased, "Ask him about me?"

Song Zhi blushed slightly and denied it outright: "No, I, I just asked casually."

Fu Lu didn't care about her answer and said slowly, "Since you want to know so much, then I'll tell you."

"what?"

Song Zhi was taken aback.

She didn't really want to know.

But when it came to refusing, it was as if they were glued together, and they just couldn't bring themselves to say it.

Fu Luren is handsome, and during the time he was studying abroad, he attracted many women.

Approaching someone or confessing your feelings—these are all considered good.

Even worse, some engage in stalking and sexual harassment.

“Once, a woman followed me to my house…” Fu Lu paused here.

Song Zhi's curiosity was piqued, and she quickly asked, "And then?"

Fu Lu chuckled and teased, "Didn't you say you didn't want to know?"

"..."

Song Zhi was speechless, muttering to herself, "You've already started, why are you still keeping me in suspense?"

Fu Lu chuckled softly but remained silent.

Song Zhi couldn't wait any longer and muttered under her breath, "Alright, tell me, why did I follow you to your house? I'm very curious."

"Forget it, it's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore."

Song Zhi: “…”

She strongly suspected that Fu Lu was deliberately keeping her in suspense.

It's too much!

Song Zhi muttered to herself: "If you only say half of what you mean, you'll never have a boss again."

Fu Lu chuckled softly: "You're cursing me in your heart, aren't you?"

Song Zhi paused for a moment, then quickly denied it: "No."

Wasn't what I just said considered an insult?

Fu Lu clicked his tongue twice and continued, "Alright, since you're so curious, I'll continue telling you."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi immediately became interested: "Tell me, tell me quickly."

After the woman followed Fu to his apartment, she sexually harassed him, then called the police, accusing him of assaulting her.

At that time, Fu Lu was being forced to go abroad by his family, and he had a bad temper, so he beat up the woman.

After that incident, whenever a woman approached, Fu Lu would react like a frightened hedgehog, his stress response making him uncontrollably want to punch her.

Hearing this, Song Zhi was both amused and exasperated. She half-jokingly said, "Then I'll have to stay away from you from now on."

"you do not need."

"I'm afraid you'll get provoked and beat me up."

Fu Lu immediately became displeased: "Song Xiaozhi, are you asking for a beating?"

Song Zhi chuckled: "Look, look..."

Fu Lu remained silent for several seconds before saying, "Don't worry, I won't beat you up."

Song Zhi paused for a moment, then remained silent.

Fu Lu continued, "Now that you know about my embarrassing moments, shouldn't you tell me about yours in return?"

Song Zhi was slightly taken aback: "Me?"

Fu Lu responded and waited for Song Zhi to continue.

Song Zhi opened her mouth: "I don't have anything to say."

"I've shared everything with you, but you won't share anything with me? Isn't that a bit too much?"

Song Zhi was speechless: "You were the one who said it, not me..."

Before he could finish speaking, Fu Lu interrupted him directly: "Who said I wanted to hear it? I'm just curious?"

Song Zhi muttered under her breath, "What's there for me to say?"

Tell me about your university.

Song Zhi paused for a moment while holding her phone.

Her university years were almost entirely devoted to another man, whom she treated as a substitute.

She subconsciously didn't want Fu Lu to know about this.

"It's nothing. My college life was very ordinary. Every day was just a routine of going between the classroom, the cafeteria, and the dormitory."

Fu Lu: "..."

Song Zhi waited for a while, but didn't hear Fu Lu's voice, and started to feel uneasy.

She sat up straight and said helplessly, "Okay, I'll talk."

"Well, you said."

I had a boyfriend in college.

Fu Lu fell silent, his expression slowly turning cold: "And then?"

"Then they didn't like me, so we broke up."

Fu Lu sneered, "Song Xiaozhi, are you just trying to brush me off?"

Song Zhi: "No, it's true. It's just that I was the one who kept bothering him, so it can't really be called dating."

Fu Lu clicked his tongue sarcastically: "Who's so lucky to be bothered by you?"

"Being bothered by me is considered a blessing? Everyone else is annoyed by me."

Fu Lu: "And now?"

Song Zhiwei paused: "Huh?"

Do you still like him now?

Song Zhi muttered, "I don't like it. I didn't like it that much to begin with."

Hearing Song Zhi's words, Fu Lu's smile deepened.

"Song Xiaozhi, you're still too young to be in a relationship."

"..."

Song retorted angrily, "You're the one who's young! I'm already 22!"

Fu Lu chuckled softly: "Don't use the word 'small' in front of a man."

Song Zhi looked bewildered: "Why?"

"I'll tell you next time you treat me to a meal."

Song Zhi felt like she'd been tricked again, and her cheeks puffed up with anger: "Bye-bye!"

After saying that, she angrily hung up the phone and continued eating.

Suddenly, a WeChat message popped up on my phone.

Fu Lu: "Good night, Song Xiaozhi."

Looking at the chat box between the two, Song Zhi suddenly realized that it was mostly Fu Lu sending her messages.

And I always just gave perfunctory replies, like "um" or "oh".

For a moment, Song Zhi felt that her attitude was somewhat cold.

But she really didn't know how to get along with Fu Lu.

She worried that once she opened her heart and became Fu Lu's little shadow again, Fu Lu would disappear from her world without a word once more.

She's already been through it once, and she doesn't know if she can get through it again.