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

Zhou Yan shook his head and took a sip of his drink: "Tsk tsk, love is a fucking deadly thing."

The bathroom lights were cold and white. As soon as Gu Chile pushed open the stall door, she was slammed against the wall by a force.

Han Zhou's aura hit me, mixed with a faint smell of alcohol, hot and oppressive.

"What's wrong with you?" Gu Chile pushed him with a cold face. "I need to go to the toilet."

Han Zhou remained unmoved, her palm firmly gripping his wrist: "Who were you shopping with today?"

Gu Chile paused for a moment, then curled her lips into a mocking smile: "What's it to you?"

"You blocked me, you're avoiding me, just because I didn't agree to be with you?" Han Zhou's voice tightened. "Gu Chile, can you stop being so childish?"

The air suddenly solidified.

Gu Chile's breathing became slightly sluggish, as if her chest had been struck hard by a blunt object.

He remembered the stunned expression on Han Zhou's face the night he confessed, how he cried under the covers until 3 a.m., and how his fingers trembled when he blocked all contact information.

But now, he only finds it laughable.

"You think I'm childish?"

"Is not it?"

"Just consider me naive."

"Are you still angry? Is that why you're trying to upset me like this?"

Gu Chile let out a heavy sigh.

"Han Zhou,"

Gu Chile slowly raised her eyes, her gaze as calm as a still pond. "I'm not angry anymore."

He gently pried Han Zhou's fingers apart, "Because you're not worth it."

"I'm not worth it? Who's that? The man you were shopping with?"

Gu Chile opened his mouth, his voice so calm that even he was a little surprised: "Who I go shopping with is none of your business."

Han Zhou's pupils suddenly contracted. He reached out and grabbed Gu Chile's wrist with such force that he almost crushed his bones: "What did you say? Say it again?"

Gu Chile winced in pain, but stubbornly refused to break free.

"Who I go shopping with, or who I'll be with in the future, doesn't seem to be any of your business, does it? We're just friends, aren't we?"

A flicker of panic crossed Han Zhou's eyes. He took a step closer, his voice low and dangerous: "No, it's not like that, Xiao Chi, I didn't..."

Before he could finish speaking, Gu Chile interrupted him, saying, "What are you? You and I are not the same kind of people. I already know this, so I won't do it again. I've already let it go."

Han Zhou was stung by his words and loosened his grip.

"lay down?"

"I've thought about this a lot these past few days and I've figured it out. You're a normal person, and I really shouldn't have any influence over you. So, let's leave it at that."

If you find being friends with me disgusting, then we don't need to be friends. Being strangers is just as good...

Before Gu Chile could finish speaking, Han Zhou lowered his head and sealed his lips with hers.

At that moment, he had only one thought in his mind.

She shut Gu Chile's mouth, not wanting to hear those cold words from him.

Gu Chile reached out and pushed him away, looking at him in shock: "Are you crazy?"

Han Zhou sneered: "Yes, I'm going crazy. I can't contact you, I can't see you, you're driving me insane."

Gu Chile didn't expect Han Zhou to say that.

He paused for a moment, then said, "There's no need for this, really." Gu Chile's voice was weary. "I'm really tired. This back and forth is so annoying."

Han Zhou stood there, looking at Gu Chi Le's indifferent profile, his heart feeling as if it were being squeezed tightly by an invisible hand.

He suddenly realized that this time, Gu Chile was really going to leave him.

He doesn't allow it.

"Then I'll do it, you don't have to do anything."

Gu Chile froze, his heart pounding uncontrollably. It took him a while to find his voice.

"What do you mean?"

"Koike, I don't really like men, but I like you."

……

After finishing her meal, Song Zhi still hadn't seen Gu Chile return.

She and Fu Lu came downstairs together and waited at the hotel entrance for Fu Lu to drive over.

As night deepened, the lights at the hotel entrance cast dappled shadows in the puddles after the rain.

Song Zhi unconsciously rubbed her arms, the evening breeze carrying the chill of early autumn seeping into her thin sleeves.

The trench coat was left in Fu Lu's car.

"Little sister, you haven't left yet?"

Zhou Yan's voice came from behind him. He was twirling his car keys in his hand, his suit jacket casually draped over his shoulder.

Song Zhi nodded: "Ninth Brother went to drive, I'll wait for him here."

Seeing Song Zhi's shivering expression, he handed her his coat without a word: "Wear this, it's getting colder tonight."

Song Zhi instinctively refused, "No need, thank you."

"You're pregnant now, pregnant women can't catch a cold."

Song Zhi was taken aback. She hadn't expected that Zhou Yan, who seemed so carefree and unreliable, would know so much about these things.

Thinking of the baby in her womb, she finally took the coat and thanked him softly.

“Don’t mention it,” Zhou Yan said, leaning against a pillar, then suddenly lowered his voice, “By the way, has Wei Yinuo contacted you recently?”

Song Zhi shook her head: "No." After saying that, remembering what Song Jiachen had said about Xu Ning announcing his girlfriend, she asked, "Do you know that Xu Ning has a girlfriend at school?"

Zhou Yan was taken aback, his expression changing slightly: "You found out too?"

Upon hearing the word "also," Song Zhi knew that Zhou Yan already knew.

"Isn't he dating Yi Nuo? They even made it official the night Yi Nuo went abroad. It hasn't been that long, and Xu Ning is already..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhou Yan interjected, "There might be some inside story."

"What could be the inside story? Have they already broken up?"

"I don't know the specifics either. By the way, does Yinuo know?"

"I don't know either. I haven't contacted her for a while. I'll video chat with her when I get back and ask her what's going on."

Zhou Yan frowned slightly, took out a cigarette case from his pocket, then, remembering Song Zhi's pregnancy, reluctantly stuffed it back in.

Song Zhi pulled her coat tighter over her shoulders: "Yinuo has a strong personality. If she finds out..."

Before he could finish speaking, a blinding headlight shone on him.

Fu Lu's black sedan slowly stopped in front of the steps, the window rolled down, revealing his sharply defined profile.

“What are you talking about?”

Fu Lu's gaze lingered on Zhou Yan's coat for a moment.

Zhou Yan immediately raised his hands in surrender, chuckling as he explained, "Ninth Brother, don't misunderstand. It's just that Song Xiaozhi is dressed scantily."

Fu Lu glanced at him, said nothing, and got out of the car.

He walked over with Song Zhi's trench coat in his hand and naturally helped Song Zhi change out of the coat.

"Thank you." He handed Zhou Yan's coat back and carefully fastened Song Zhi's trench coat belt.

Why didn't you wait inside?

Just as Song Zhi was about to answer, she suddenly heard a loud "bang" from the side door of the hotel.

Everyone turned around and saw Gu Chile walking out with red eyes.

Behind him, Han Zhou angrily kicked over a nearby trash can.

"Gu Chile, do you really have to do this?"

Zhou Yan gasped, quickly stepping forward to smooth things over: "Oh dear, my esteemed guests, what's wrong now?"

Fu Lu pulled Song Zhi behind him protectively and whispered, "Let's go first."

On the way back, Song Zhi was restless.

She took out her phone, hesitated for a long time, and then sent a WeChat message to Wei Yinuo.

[Nono, are you there? I have something I want to ask you.]

To my surprise, the other party replied instantly: 【What's wrong, Auntie?】

How are things going between you and Xu Ning?

After the message was sent, there was no reply.

Song Zhi couldn't help but feel a little anxious. When she edited the message again and sent it out, Wei Yinuo replied.

Auntie, Xu Ning might be cheating on me.