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

He's in a relationship!

The boy gestured excitedly, "It's been officially announced on WeChat Moments! It's with my college classmates! That's great, being able to study in the same city!"

When Song Jiachen said this, his tone was full of longing.

Song Zhi frowned almost imperceptibly: "Official announcement?"

If she remembered correctly, Xu Ning was still dating Wei Yinuo, right? He was in college and publicly announced his relationship with another woman?

Did they lose some kind of dare?

Or is it that Xu Ning cheated on her?

Does Wei Yinuo know about this?

"Sis, what are you spacing out for? I'm talking to you."

Song Jiachen waved his hand in front of Song Zhi's eyes.

Song Zhi snapped out of her daze: "What did you just say?"

"Hey sis, Xu Ning officially announced his relationship last month on his WeChat Moments, don't you have him on WeChat?"

"Maybe I didn't notice. Come on, let me take you for a walk in the yard."

"May I?"

"Of course you can, do you want to go?"

"Great!" The boy immediately perked up, carefully taking her arm. "I'll support you; you're a national treasure now."

Song Zhi chuckled: "Only two months old, how can it be so precious?"

As soon as the two reached the corridor, Song Jiachen suddenly tugged at her sleeve: "Sis, who's over there?"

He gestured towards the gate.

Fu Anzheng stood on the steps with his arms crossed, glancing outside every now and then.

“Fu An’s cousin,” Song Zhi said softly.

Song Jiachen exaggeratedly patted his chest: "Luckily, she's not my biological sister; her eyes are like knives."

“Jiachen.” Song Zhi gave him a warning look.

The boy stuck out his tongue, but said matter-of-factly, "I'm serious. You're the lady of this house now, why are you afraid of her?"

Song Zhi said helplessly, "You should say less. This isn't your own home."

"I see."

"Come on, let me show you the greenhouse. There's a very beautiful garden here."

When Song Zhi returned from the garden, she saw Fu An still standing there.

She became curious and gestured for Song Jiachen to go inside first.

As soon as Song Jiachen left, she walked towards Fu An.

Fu An caught sight of Song Zhi walking towards him, immediately rolled his eyes, and deliberately turned his face away as if he hadn't seen her.

Song Zhi paused, her lips twitching slightly. She regretted approaching him first. She turned to leave, but Fu An's voice suddenly came from behind her.

"Hey, wait a minute."

Song Zhi turned to the side, looking at her calmly: "Is there something you need?"

Fu An pursed her lips, a hint of unease in her expression: "You...you really want to marry my brother?"

“We’ve already registered our marriage,” Song Zhi said calmly.

Fu An immediately frowned: "But don't you think you're not good enough for my brother?"

"He likes me, and I like him, that's enough." Song Zhi's lips curled up slightly.

"Ha, what a thick skin." Fu An scoffed.

Song Zhi smiled nonchalantly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Fu An blushed, provoked by her attitude: "You really are just like Sister Zhou Fu said!"

A hint of interest flashed in Song Zhi's eyes: "Oh? What did she say about me?"

"Why should I tell you?" Fu An immediately shut his mouth, alert.

Song Zhi nodded and turned to leave without hesitation.

"Hey! Stop right there!" Fu An stamped his foot in frustration.

Song Zhi stopped and asked without turning around, "Is there anything else?"

"I haven't even finished speaking, how can you be so rude?"

"Didn't you refuse to communicate first?"

Song Zhi then turned around and looked at her calmly.

Fu An was speechless for a moment after being choked by Song Zhi's question.

She bit her lower lip, a hint of resentment flashing in her eyes.

"Someone like my brother is never short of excellent suitors."

Fu An raised his chin, deliberately drawing out his words, "Sister Zhou Fu graduated from Harvard Business School and is the eldest daughter of the Zhou family. What about you? What do you have?"

Song Zhi's expression changed slightly, but she gently stroked the wedding ring on her ring finger and said calmly, "I have your brother's marriage certificate."

"You!" Fu An's eyes reddened with anger. "Don't think everything will be fine just because you got the marriage certificate. Our Fu family will never accept you."

Song Zhi found it somewhat amusing upon hearing this.

Is this young lady stupid or just slow to react?

She laughed and asked in return, "Guess why I'm here?"

"What else could it be? Thick-skinned, of course."

"You've come to discuss wedding matters, Miss. I suggest you see a neurologist. Don't be so naive; you're being used as a pawn without even realizing it."

Fu An's face darkened: "What do you mean?"

"nothing."

After saying that, he turned to leave.

Fu An shouted at her, "You're not allowed to leave! Stop right there, do you hear me?"

"What are you yelling at?"

Fu Lu walked over from the corner of the corridor, strode to Song Zhi's side, and put his arm around her. "Did she bother you?"

Song Zhi shook her head: "No, we were just chatting."

Fu Lu clearly didn't believe it. He looked at Fu An and asked, "Why were you yelling at my wife just now?"

Fu An's expression changed instantly, and he stammered, "Brother, I didn't... I didn't."

“I heard your voice as soon as I came out of the study, and you still say no.”

"We were just having a normal chat, you know I have a loud voice."

Fu Lu looked at Song Zhi: "Normal conversation?"

Song Zhi nodded.

"What to talk about?"

Song Zhi smiled and said, "We were talking about how amazing your ex-girlfriends were."

Fu Lu frowned slightly and put his arm around Song Zhi's waist: "What ex-girlfriend? I don't have one."

After saying that, he kissed Song Zhi's forehead right in front of Fu An.

Fu An, standing to the side, stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Brother, Sister Zhou Fu clearly..."

"An'an." Fu Lu's eyes suddenly turned cold. "Remember who your sister-in-law is."

Fu An was so frightened by that look that he took a half step back, tears welling up in his eyes.

Song Zhi gently tugged at Fu Lu's sleeve: "Don't frighten the child."

"You're in your twenties now, it's time to be more sensible."

Although Fu Lu's voice had softened considerably, Fu An could still detect a warning in it.

Fu Lu looked at Song Zhi with a resentful expression, biting his lip and remaining silent.

Song Zhi said with a hint of helplessness, "Alright, let's go inside. Tell me what you talked about?"

Fu Lu nodded: "Let's go."

Song Zhigang took two steps, but out of the corner of his eye he saw that Fu An was still standing in the same place.

"Isn't An'an going in?" she asked, softening her tone and speaking gently.

"Waiting for someone." Fu An crossed his arms, his eyes filled with undisguised disdain.

Song Zhi nodded slightly.

She knew that this young lady had never concealed her hostility towards her.

Coincidentally, she also had no liking for this spoiled sister-in-law and had no intention of behaving insincerely.

Just as they were about to turn around, a black Bentley slowly drove up and came to a steady stop next to their car.

Song Zhi glanced at it casually, but her pupils contracted slightly when she saw who was getting off the bus.

Pei Jinnian.

How could he have come?

Before she could react, Fu An had already rushed over like a joyful butterfly, affectionately taking Pei Jinnian's arm: "Jinnian, you're here!"