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

Chen Lu's voice was neither too loud nor too soft. The people around her, who were either reporters or invited investors and staff, all turned to look at her after hearing her words.

The coach was startled when he heard Chen Lu's words.

I'm going to die, what's wrong with this lunatic?

He suddenly grabbed Chen Lu's arm, pulled her aside, and then scolded her in a low voice, "What nonsense are you spouting? Mr. Fu is a married man. What nonsense are you spouting in front of so many media reporters?"

However, Chen Lu completely ignored his warning.

She said it on purpose, hoping that Fu Lu's wife would see it.

She retorted dismissively, "So what if she's married? The one who isn't loved is the mistress, okay?"

After saying that, she walked up to Fu Lu without any hesitation, her cheeks flushed, and said shyly, "Ninth Brother, I don't think I'm any worse than that Song Zhi. She can be a mistress, so can I. I like you, I really like you. Even if you already have other women by your side, I don't care."

Fu Lu's expression turned somewhat unpleasant the moment he heard those words.

He looked at Chen Lu and said in a stiff tone, "Ms. Chen, I think you may have misunderstood. I am a married man, and I have no such feelings for you. Please respect yourself. Also, my wife and I have a very good relationship, and I love her very much."

Chen Lu was clearly not expected that Fu Lu would reject her so directly. Her face turned pale and her lips trembled slightly.

People around them started whispering, clearly pointing fingers at Chen Lu's behavior.

Chen Lu was losing face, and her voice unconsciously rose eight octaves as she shouted at Fu Lu, "So what if you have a family? You're still keeping mistresses on the side! You rich people are all hypocrites, keeping mistresses on the side while claiming to love your wives. It's ridiculous!"

Upon hearing Chen Lu's words, Fu Lu's face instantly turned extremely gloomy, and his eyes were as cold as ice as he stared intently at Chen Lu.

Before he could speak, Song Zhi walked up to Fu Lu and looked at Chen Lu: "Miss Chen, do you have some misunderstanding about my husband?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Lu retorted sarcastically, "Sir? You don't believe me? You don't know that Fu Lu has a family. You're just a mistress, what are you pretending to be the wife for?"

Fu Lu reached out to shield Song Zhi behind him, then turned to Chen Lu and asked, "What nonsense are you spouting?"

Aunt Zhang also came over and said without any politeness, "I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone as shameless as you. You're seducing my Mr. Fu right in front of our lady. Don't you have any shame?"

"You're so young, your parents supported your education to teach you how to be a person and how to conduct yourself, not to let you go out and break up other people's families."

Chen Lu, humiliated in public, flew into a rage: "What kind of damn wife is she? She's just a mistress! You old hag, what right do you have to talk to me like that?"

"You're the mistress, aren't you? Our wife and Mr. Fu are a legally married couple."

Chen Lu's face turned deathly pale. Her eyes widened, and her lips trembled slightly: "Impossible... How could this be?"

Song Zhi stepped out from behind Fu Lu and reached out her hand to him: "Ninth Brother, can I borrow your phone for a moment?"

Fu Lu didn't know what she wanted to do, but he still gave her his phone.

Song Zhi opened Fu Lu's photo album, which contained photos of their marriage certificate, which Fu Lu had taken to show off when they got their marriage certificate.

Song Zhi opened the profile picture and confronted Chen Lu, "Ms. Chen, would you like to see our marriage certificate?"

An uproar immediately erupted around them, and reporters frantically pressed their shutters, with flashes going off one after another.

People around started whispering among themselves.

"Tsk tsk tsk, I've never seen anything like it before. So arrogant in front of the Empress."

"This woman is so shameless."

"Champion? This kind of person doesn't deserve it."

As the surrounding chatter grew louder, Chen Lu's expression became visibly flustered.

"No, how could you possibly be Fu Lu's wife?"

A flicker of disgust crossed Fu Lu's cold face: "Miss Chen, I'm warning you, don't send those kinds of messy text messages to my wife, or don't blame me for being impolite."

Chen Lu staggered back a step, her face turning from white to red, and her eyes began to well up with tears.

"That's your reason for rejecting me, isn't it? How could she possibly be your wife?"

Just then, Zhou Yan stepped out from the crowd: "Hey, Ninth Brother, you're here to watch the game too."

As he spoke, his gaze fell on Song Zhi, and then he said with a serious expression, "Ninth Brother, your wife is pregnant and you're still taking her around like this. Aren't you afraid something might happen?"

Fu Lu frowned slightly: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Zhou Yan chuckled and touched his nose: "Hehe, I was just worried about Song Xiaozhi."

Looking at Song Zhi, he said with a grin, "Little sister, congratulations on becoming a mother."

Song Zhi's lips twitched, and she gave a dry laugh: "Hehe..."

Why are you being so dismissive of your brother? I am your brother, after all.

Are you sure you want to be my brother?

Zhou Yan was about to nod when he suddenly remembered something and became a little guilty: "Well, I'm not entirely sure either."

Song Zhi looked at him with an "I knew it" expression.

Zhou Yan felt a little intimidated by Song Zhi's gaze, so he looked away and glanced around: "What's going on? I just heard something about a mistress and a wife from far away."

Zhang Ma, who was standing to the side, spoke first and recounted what had just happened.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yan chuckled and turned to Chen Lu: "Little sister, that's not fair of you. My brother and my sister are childhood sweethearts. They finally got married after a seven-year-long love affair, and you're going to be a mistress and break them up?"

Chen Lu completely panicked.

This is impossible.

She's clearly a mistress, so how could she be Fu Lu's wife?

Seeing the incredulous look on her face, Song Zhi continued, "I already told you that I am Fu Lu's wife, but you don't believe me."

Chen Lu remembered the message Song Zhi had sent her before, and her expression turned somewhat unpleasant.

But she was also somewhat unwilling to give up just like that.

After all, how could she bear to just let go of a successful and handsome man like Fu Lu?

Chen Lu bit her lower lip hard, her carefully applied eye makeup smudged into a dark bluish-black color by tears.

“Ninth Brother,” she choked out, her voice seeming to be squeezed from the depths of her throat, “I truly love you. I don’t care if you have a family or keep several women outside, as long as I can stay by your side.”

Song Zhi, who was standing to the side, widened her eyes slightly and for a moment doubted that she had misheard.

What era are we living in? How can there still be such outrageous remarks?

Anyone who didn't know better would think Chen Lu had traveled from ancient times.

Song Zhi took a deep breath, her voice remaining polite and gentle, but her eyes had turned cold. "Miss Chen, do you know what you're saying?"