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

Song Zhi froze on the spot, her head spinning.

She couldn't hear any of the surrounding chatter; she just stared intently at the man walking towards her.

The man wore a black shirt, with his suit jacket casually draped over his wrists. His slightly parted, layered hairstyle seemed much more mature than his chestnut-shaped haircut five years ago, with more angles and a coldness that Song Zhi couldn't understand.

The overhead light cast a long shadow over him until the man stood before her.

The moment their eyes met, Song Zhi's eyes immediately welled up with tears of grievance.

She didn't care about Meng Huan's provocation.

She didn't feel wronged by Pei Jinnian's distrust.

For the past five years, she has lived like an emotionless machine.

But upon seeing the man before her, Song Zhi's eyes filled with tears of grievance.

She pressed her lips tightly together, stubbornly refusing to let the tears fall, but her whole body was still trembling uncontrollably. Her gaze swept from the man's eyebrows and eyes to the beauty mark under his eyelid.

Fu Lu.

He is Fu Lu.

The face that had appeared countless times in my dreams, even the mole under its eyelid.

He... he didn't die.

He is still alive.

The Bodhisattva finally heard her prayer.

In the end, Song Zhi couldn't hold back.

A tear rolled down her cheek.

Pei Jinnian helped Meng Huan stand up. Her previously arrogant attitude instantly deflated in front of the man.

He let out a soft cry.

"Ninth brother."

Fu Lu casually replied, "Ninth Brother? What kind of brother am I to you?"

Pei Jinnian's face stiffened, but before he could speak, Fu Lu's lazy voice came again.

"So they weren't having a meeting after all, but were bullying that young girl. You've really grown up, haven't you?"

Pei Jinnian's face paled for a moment, then he quickly waved his hand: "No, Ninth Brother, no one is bullying her."

Fu Lu gave a lazy "oh" and said, "If you didn't bully anyone, then what are you doing?"

Pei Jinnian said anxiously, "Ninth Brother, you shouldn't get involved in this matter."

Fu Lu scoffed: "Although I'm not exactly a good person either, I really can't get involved in such disgraceful things as bullying young girls."

As she spoke, she glanced sideways at the delicate Meng Huan in Pei Jinnian's arms, and her eyes showed undisguised disgust as if she had seen something dirty.

"Young Master Pei, I seem to remember that my dim-witted sister didn't look like this. When did she get plastic surgery?"

Pei Jinnian's face froze.

Those present did not understand the meaning behind Fu Lu's words, but Pei Jinnian understood perfectly.

The younger sister he mentioned is Fu Lu's younger sister, Fu An, the little princess of the Fu family. The Pei family intends to form a marriage alliance with the Fu family and is preparing to bring the two together.

Before Pei Jinnian could answer, Fu Lu interrupted, "Wait a minute, I was looking at my ugly sister this morning, so..."

At this point, Fu Lu paused for a moment, thought about his words, and said, "Ugly and promiscuous? Not only does he bully young girls, but he also cheats on them."

The scene froze instantly.

The guests present all had different expressions.

Everyone knows the personality of Fu Lu, the ninth son of the Fu family, the richest family in Hong Kong.

Grandpa Fu was a son born late in life, so Fu Lu was a little tyrant from a young age. He was vindictive, unruly, and the kind of person who would fight anyone he didn't like, and kick a dog if he didn't like it.

I never expected that after being abroad for several years, I would come back and start doing good deeds, standing up for a young girl.

The reckless things Pei Jinnian did in the past were simply unacceptable to Fu Lu.

If what Fu Lu said is true, and Pei Jinnian cheated on his sister, given Fu Lu's personality, Pei Jinnian will definitely have a hard time after offending the Fu family.

Pei Jinnian had also heard of Fu Lu's deeds, and hurriedly began to explain.

"No, I haven't met An'an yet."

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously looked at Song Zhi.

Fu Lu withdrew his gaze and casually glanced at Song Zhi. Song Zhi's eyelashes trembled, and her eyes were still red.

He subtly withdrew his gaze.

“Well,” Fu Lu said lazily, “I think I understand now, Young Master Pei, you have a bad eye for women.”

As Fu Lu spoke in a lazy tone, everyone's gaze fell on Meng Huan.

Meng Huan was at a loss, and her eyes immediately welled up with tears as she looked at Pei Jinnian.

“Jin Nian…”

Pei Jinnian roughly guessed what was going on, and pushed the person away somewhat irritably: "So, you were trying to frame Song Zhi just now?"

Meng Huan was on the verge of tears, and choked out, "I... I didn't mean to, I just... I just love you too much."

Meng Huan comes from an ordinary family; both her parents are wage earners. Having finally managed to get together with Pei Jinnian, she naturally wants to do everything she can to hold onto him.

Pei Jinnian looked at Song Zhi and said calmly, "Song Zhi, this is a misunderstanding. Huanhuan is just too insecure, that's why she's like this."

Before Song Zhi could speak, Fu Lu's languid voice rang out.

"Young Master Pei is such a hypocrite. If I hadn't been here today, that young girl might have been bullied to tears, and you just dismissed it with a casual misunderstanding?"

Pei Jinnian was extremely annoyed, but he didn't dare to be disrespectful in front of Fu Lu.

"Ninth Brother, what do you want?"

Fu Lu said lazily, "Didn't you just ask them to apologize? What? You've forgotten about that now that it's your turn?"

Pei Jinnian understood what Fu Lu meant, and he looked at Meng Huan.

Meng Huan's eyes reddened with grievance. She had originally wanted to give Song Zhi a hard time, but unexpectedly, she was the one who got taught a lesson.

She was resentful but dared not show it. With tears in her eyes and a sobbing voice, she said, "Senior Song Zhi, I'm sorry."

Song Zhi was still focused on Fu Lu when she was suddenly called out, and she was a little taken aback.

He was still a bit dazed.

Fu Lu lowered his eyes and met the girl's gaze, a slight curve appearing at the corner of his eye.

"What are you looking at? Someone's apologizing to you."

Song Zhi glanced at Meng Huan and said in a deep voice, "I'm not part of your romantic relationship, don't drag me into this."

Pei Jinnian glared angrily at Song Zhi, then helped Meng Huan leave.

In an instant, all the surrounding guests dispersed.

Only Fu Lu was still standing.

Song Zhiqiang, forcing a sob, softly called out his name.

“Fu, Fu Lu.”

Even though the person was standing right in front of her, Song Zhi was still very careful, afraid that if she raised her voice, she would scare the person away.

Fu Lu looked up at Song Zhi, his eyes gentle.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Song Zhi stared at him blankly, her mind filled with many questions.

Why is someone who died five years ago still alive?

Why hasn't she come looking for her all these years?

But these words seemed stuck in my throat, and I couldn't utter a single one; tears just kept rolling down my cheeks.

The man following behind Fu Lu, watching the scene unfold, noticed that Song Zhi's nose was red and quickly said, "Fu Lao Jiu, what are you doing? Don't bully this young girl."

As he spoke, he walked up to Song Zhi and joked, "Little sister, Fu Lao Jiu is a cold and ruthless man. If you want to repay him with your body because of what happened before, why not give yourself to me? I'm no worse than Fu Lao Jiu."

Song Zhi looked up and refused decisively.

"No."

Zhou Yan: "..."

Wow, she's quite devoted.

He nudged Fu Lu beside him with his elbow and winked, "Fu Lao Jiu, tell me honestly, when did you mess with that little girl?"