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

She took a deep breath and slowly said, "I'm really not a mistress, I am..."

However, before she could finish speaking, a "beep beep" sound was heard, and Chen Lu hung up the phone directly.

Song Zhi stared blankly at the phone that had been hung up, feeling a wave of helplessness. She couldn't help but sigh.

Just then, the bathroom door suddenly opened, and Fu Lu walked out wrapped in a white bath towel.

A few glistening water droplets clung to his broad chest, slowly sliding down his muscle lines.

Fu Lu immediately noticed Song Zhi sighing into her phone. He walked over and asked with concern, "What's wrong?"

Song Zhi looked up at Fu Lu and said with a wry smile, "Chen Lu just called me."

Fu Lu frowned slightly and asked, "Why did she call you?"

Song Zhi replied helplessly, "She said I was a mistress and wanted to take my place."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu frowned slightly, looking disgusted: "Is she sick?"

Song Zhi chuckled and teased, "It's you, attracting attention everywhere."

"No way."

Fu Lu sat on the edge of the bed with a wronged look on his face, nestled against Song Zhi, and rubbed against her neck.

Song Zhi felt ticklish on her neck from his teasing and pushed him away, saying, "Okay, get up now, you're so heavy."

Fu Lu didn't get up, but instead reached out and propped himself up by Song Zhi's ear, looking down at the girl beneath him.

"Still talking nonsense?"

Song Zhi wisely shook her head: "I won't say anymore."

After saying that, Fu Lu lowered his head and kissed her.

……

The next morning, sunlight streamed into the room through the window. Song Zhi slowly opened her eyes, groggily looking around, only to find that the bed next to her was empty.

She sat up with some confusion, just then, a slight sound of water came from the bathroom.

Song Zhi lifted the covers and noticed that the pajamas she was wearing were not the same ones from last night, but a brand new set.

She blushed shyly as she recalled the scene of Fu Lu cleaning her body last night.

Just then, the sound of water in the bathroom suddenly stopped, and then Fu Lu came out.

His hair was still wet, and water droplets slid down his forehead and dripped onto his broad shoulders.

He was only wearing loose pajama bottoms, his upper body bare, and his bronze skin looked particularly alluring in the sunlight.

"Baby, you're awake."

When Fu Lu saw that Song Zhi had woken up, a gentle smile appeared on his lips. He quickly walked to the bedside, leaned down, and gently kissed Song Zhi's lips.

Song Zhi was completely unprepared for Fu Lu's sudden kiss. Her face flushed red like a ripe apple. She quickly shrank back under the covers, leaving only her hazy eyes showing, and said reproachfully, "What are you doing? I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

Fu Lu didn't mind. He chuckled and leaned forward, giving Song Zhi a light peck on the lips before saying, "I'll carry you to the bathroom."

He then picked Song Zhi up and carried her towards the bathroom.

Song Zhi instinctively reached out and hooked her arm around his neck, then quickly said, "Put me down, I can do it myself. Go and make breakfast."

Upon hearing this, Fu Lu paused slightly, but still obediently placed Song Zhi on the ground.

He looked at Song Zhi, a hint of doting in his eyes, and asked softly, "Are you really capable?"

Song Zhi's cheeks burned as if they had been roasted by fire. She lowered her head, not daring to look into Fu Lu's eyes, and only responded softly, "Mm."

Seeing this, Fu Lu's smile deepened. He patted Song Zhi's hair and said gently, "Alright then, I'll go make you breakfast."

After saying that, he turned and walked out of the bathroom, leaving Song Zhi standing there alone, her heart pounding like a drum.

Once everyone left, Song Zhi gradually relaxed.

Her gaze swept to the toothbrush cup beside her, and seeing that toothpaste had already been squeezed onto the toothbrush, Song Zhi felt a warm feeling in her heart.

Pick up your toothbrush and brush your teeth in front of the mirror.

As she was brushing, Song Zhi caught a glimpse of the hickeys on her neck through the mirror.

She paused for a moment, then reached out and gently pulled open her collar.

Her collarbone was covered with tiny, scattered hickeys.

Is this person born in the Year of the Dog?

Song Zhi silently chirped to herself.

As she came out of the bathroom, she saw that Fu Lu had already prepared the clothes she would wear that day on the bed.

It was a white dress.

Here, Fu Lu prepared a lot of clothes for Song Zhi, which took up almost half of his dressing room.

After Song Zhi tidied herself up, Fu Lu had already prepared breakfast when she came out.

"Baby, come and have breakfast."

"it is good."

Song Zhi walked forward and sat down at the dining table. Seeing that Fu Lu did not intend to sit down and eat, she was somewhat surprised: "Ninth Brother, aren't you going to eat?"

"You eat first, I'll go change my clothes."

With that, she untied her apron and went to the bedroom.

After Song Zhi finished breakfast, Fu Lu still hadn't come out of the bedroom, which made her a little curious about what he was doing.

Song Zhi went to the bedroom, but didn't see anyone, so she walked towards the walk-in closet.

At this moment, Fu Lu is standing in front of the mirror, applying lipstick.

Seeing his stiff expression, Song Zhi couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Fu Lu paused, holding the lipstick, and turned to look at the girl at the door.

"why are you laughing?"

Song Zhi noticed that his attire today was different from usual.

"Ninth Brother, you look really handsome today."

Song Zhi praised him generously.

Fu Lu smiled and said, "When am I not handsome?"

"You're the most handsome today."

As he spoke, he stepped forward, straightened Fu Lu's slightly crooked tie, and nodded in satisfaction: "You look even more handsome this way."

As she spoke, she reached out to Fu Lu: "Give me the lipstick."

Fu Lu looked puzzled and handed her the lipstick.

"Lower your head."

Song Zhi spoke.

Fu Lu obediently lowered his head.

Song Zhi reached out and applied lipstick to his lips.

Do you want to apply it?

Fu Lu suddenly spoke.

Song Zhi nodded.

The next second, Fu Lu reached out and grabbed the back of Song Zhi's head, then kissed her.

Song Zhi tilted her head back, somewhat dazed, as she received Fu Lu's kiss.

Fu Lu released her, and looking at the lipstick smeared on her lips, the smile in his eyes deepened.

"That way you don't need to apply it."

Song Zhi's face flushed red.

Who would have thought that a straight man could flirt?

She blushed and asked, "Where did you learn these skills?"

"I figured it out myself."

Song Zhi scoffed, "I'm off to work."

With that, he turned and walked out of the dressing room.

Sitting in the car, Song Zhi looked around and realized that this wasn't the road to the company, which filled her with curiosity.

"Ninth Brother, where are we going?"

"Didn't you say we were getting our marriage certificate today?"

"Huh? Now?"

As Fu Lu drove, he retorted, "Otherwise what?"

"I have to go to work."

"Is going to work more important or getting a marriage certificate?"

"Getting the marriage certificate is important, but I didn't ask for leave."

"Please do so now."

"Is it okay if I take leave temporarily?"

"If you can't quit your job, come work for me."

Upon hearing this, Song Zhi silently took out her phone and sent a message to Li Ming asking for leave.

Still read but not replied.