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

Song Zhi felt a little guilty: "No way, don't talk nonsense."

Xiao Wan waved her hand: "Forget it, I knew you were stubborn."

Song Zhi lowered her eyes and remained silent.

Xiao Wan reached out and took her hand, smiling, "Alright, if you don't want to talk about it, that's fine. Let's go out for a walk and buy some daily necessities."

Song Zhi nodded.

The two went to the supermarket again. Because she was thinking about Xiao Wan moving to a new house, she bought a set of bowls and chopsticks for Xiao Wan. By the time they finished shopping, it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

After doing all this, Song Zhi remembered that she had made an appointment with Fu Lu today to deliver clothes to him.

After thinking for a moment, she asked, "Wanwan, is it far from here to the Deep Blue Center?"

Xiao Wan looked puzzled: "Why are you asking this? Where are you going to buy a house?"

Song Zhi waved her hand: "No, I was just asking casually."

"It's not far, only a ten-minute taxi ride. Do you want to go?"

Song Zhi nodded: "Yes, I'll go over there."

"Do you know anyone there? That neighborhood belongs to Zhou Yan's family, you know that, right?"

"I know, he mentioned it to me before."

Xiao Wan guessed, "You wouldn't be going to see that Mr. Fu, would you?"

Song Zhi: “…”

She really didn't expect that Xiao Wan would guess it so easily.

For a moment, Song Zhi didn't know what to say.

Xiao Wan, with an "I knew it" expression, teased Song Zhi, "Right? I knew it."

Song Zhi sighed helplessly: "I know, I know. It's not a big deal. I'm just returning his clothes."

Xiao Wan clicked her tongue twice: "I understand, hahahaha."

Song Zhi's eyes curved slightly: "You don't know anything."

Xiao Wan reached out and put her arm around her: "Hey, sister, just keep being stubborn."

I used to think that Song Zhi was stubborn. No matter what she believed in, she would devote herself to it wholeheartedly and wouldn't turn back until she hit a wall.

Now I realize that she is not only stubborn, but also obstinate. She clearly cares a lot, but pretends to be indifferent.

Song Zhi lowered her eyes and stubbornly retorted, "I didn't."

Xiao Wan replied dismissively, "Yes, yes, you don't have any. If you want to go, then go quickly. I can handle the rest myself."

"Then I'll go? I'll contact you by phone later."

Xiao Wan nodded and urged, "Hurry up and go, it's getting late."

……

After leaving Xiao Wan's place, Song Zhi took a taxi directly to the address that Fu Lu had sent her.

Unexpectedly, the security guard wouldn't let me in.

Only homeowners are allowed in this community.

No matter what Song Zhi said, the gatekeeper maintained a businesslike tone.

Seeing that she had no other choice, Song Zhi had to call Fu Lu.

As a result, the call to Attorney Fu went unanswered.

She stood at the gate for a few minutes but still couldn't get in touch with Fu Lu. So she left Fu Lu's clothes with the gatekeeper and asked him to pick them up from the gatehouse.

Just as she turned to leave, a car slowly drove up and stopped beside her.

The next second, the car window slid down, revealing Fu Lu's cold and stern face.

"Hey, kid."

Fu Lu spoke.

Song Zhi looked up and was somewhat surprised when she saw Fu Lu: "You're back?"

Fu Lu nodded: "Why don't you go in?"

Song Zhi truthfully replied, "It's not that residents aren't allowed in. I left your clothes at the guardhouse. I called you but you didn't answer, so I was about to send you a message."

Fu Lu raised his eyes, glanced at the gatekeeper, and then said to Song Zhi, "Go get your clothes and get in the car."

As if possessed, Song Zhi agreed, turned around and ran back to the guardhouse to get her clothes, and got into Fu Lu's car.

When she arrived at Fu Lu's house, she belatedly realized that she should have returned the clothes to him at the entrance of the residential area instead of following him upstairs.

Song Zhi looked at Fu Lu.

As soon as he entered the room, he ripped off his tie with one hand, then casually took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa.

When we came up together, I could smell a faint smell of alcohol. I didn't expect him to be drunk.

He was even a little unsteady on his feet.

Seeing this, Song Zhi instinctively reached out to help him up.

When his hand touched Fu Lu's arm, he paused for a moment: "I'm fine, you don't need to pay."

"How much have you drunk?"

As he spoke, he helped the person walk towards the living room sofa: "Please sit down first, I'll go get you a glass of water."

As she spoke, she turned and walked toward the restaurant, and the next second, her wrist was grabbed.

Song Zhi glanced sideways at the man sitting on the sofa and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Fu Lu released her, then shook his head without saying a word.

Song Zhi picked up a clean glass from the dining table, poured Fu Lu a glass of warm water, and when she turned to go to the living room, she found that the man who had been sitting on the sofa was gone.

She glanced around the living room, her gaze finally settling on the open bedroom door.

She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she should go in and take a look.

Just then, she heard a noise coming from the bedroom.

Song Zhi, somewhat curious, went to the bedroom door and gently knocked.

"Fu Lu, I've poured you a glass of water."

As she spoke, she pushed open the door and went inside.

However, she suddenly stopped when she entered the room.

Fu Lu was standing in front of the wardrobe changing his clothes. He was wearing black trousers on his lower body and his upper body was bare, revealing his strong muscles and well-defined abdominal muscles.

He is tall and upright with smooth and natural muscle lines, and every muscle is full of power.

Song Zhi's gaze involuntarily lingered on his abs, and her heart began to race. She felt her face flush and her throat become dry.

"Kid, have you seen enough?" Fu Lu curled his lips, his eyes filled with undisguised mockery.

Song Zhi hurriedly looked away: "I, I didn't see it."

With that, he turned and ran.

Fu Lu's voice came from behind: "Make me a bowl of hangover soup before you leave."

When Song Zhi, who had run to the entrance, heard these words, she paused for a moment.

She glanced to the side but didn't see Fu Lu follow her out.

Song Zhi couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

She looked down at the water glass she was still holding in her hand. In her nervousness, she hadn't even had time to put the glass down before running away, and she hadn't even noticed the water spilling out.

Song Zhi tapped her forehead in annoyance, and finally obediently went to the kitchen to make a hangover soup for Fu Lu.

When Fu Lu came out, he was surprised to see Song Zhi still in the kitchen: "You didn't leave?"

He assumed that given Song Zhi's current coy and hesitant personality, she would definitely run away, so he didn't chase after her.

Unexpectedly, the child was not only still alive, but also obediently made himself a hangover soup.

Song Zhi turned around, and the next second, she hurriedly looked away: "Why aren't you wearing any clothes?"

Fu Lu had clearly just come out of the shower. He had a gray towel wrapped around his waist, and his hair was still dripping wet. Water droplets dripped from the ends of his hair onto his body, down the lines of his abdominal muscles, and finally into the towel around his waist.

Fu Lu raised an eyebrow, a triumphant smile playing on his lips: "Why should I wear clothes at home?"

Song Zhi: “…”

Faced with Fu Lu's question, Song Zhi couldn't refute it; her mind was filled with images of Fu Lu's abs.

It’s over.

Beauty really can be a curse.

Before she could think of what to say, a cool, refreshing scent of shower gel wafted into her nose. Song Zhi looked up and saw the man who had just been in the living room standing right in front of her.

She instinctively took two steps back, staring at the man in front of her with a look of horror.

"you you……"

Fu Lu chuckled, amused by his words: "Me? What's wrong with me?"

Song Zhi blushed and it took her a while to finally utter the word "rogue".