I slept with Lu Ze three days ago.

Song Zhi didn't think that he would find out about it in front of reporters.

Half a month ago, the Song family went bankrupt, and her mother Li Ling was hospitalized, and she needed a high amount of medical expenses.

She approached Lu Ze, hoping to help, after all, the Lu family suffered back then, and the Song family helped out.

But his request was to let Song Zhi sleep with him.

She fulfilled her promise, and Lu Ze also gave her the money, a fair deal.

Today, the news of the bankruptcy of the Song family was on the hot search again, and Lu Ze was asked by a reporter why he would pay to treat Li Ling, and his answer was very simple.

"Miss Song's skills in bed are good."

The hot search exploded again.

Song Zhi was once rated as the most beautiful in Tongcheng with the image of "Jade Girl".

Nowadays, the comments on the news are all scolding of 'shameless, sleeping with countless men'.

She squeezed into a small rental house, and when she looked through the comments on her mobile phone, she scolded: "Lu Ze, I'll go to your uncle." ”

Song Zhi rubbed his eyebrows, clicked on Lu Ze's dialog box, and paused.

Finally, I cleaned up and went out to Lu's house.

Half an hour, outside the living room of the Lu family.

"Mr. Lu, you are so bad~" Shen Yun's coquettish voice came.

Song Zhi froze in place, his heart throbbing slightly.

There are countless women around Lu Ze, and he can change one in three days, but he never leaves anyone overnight.

He said that night that Song Zhi was his first woman.

But she didn't believe it.

Song Zhi plucked up his courage and knocked on the door.

Lu Ze's cold eyes stared at her, as if he was accusing her of ruining his good deeds.

"Ouch~ This is not the eldest lady of the Song family, I heard that the kung fu in bed is good, and it seems that she has a lot of experience." She sarcastically caricatured Song Zhi, and her desire was still unfinished.

But he didn't notice that Lu Ze's face was stiff and his eyes were gloomy.

"Miss Song, if you need it, I can introduce you to some channels......"

Before she finished speaking, Lu Ze pushed her aside in disgust.

"Get out."

"Mr. Lu~" She spoke delicately, but in exchange for Lu Ze's cold eyes.

"Let me say it a second time, and just let people throw it out." Lu Ze's cold expression made her tremble.

Shen Yun was a little deflated, and she was unwilling to leave before she had time to do anything.

I saw her head held high, and a touch of spring light on her chest was exposed.

He walked up to Song Zhi's side with a high spirit, snorted coldly at her, and twisted his thin waist to leave.

Song Zhi walked into the living room and looked at Lu Ze.

"What? Still have a demand? Lu Ze raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully.

"What do you want to do with those words to reporters?" Song Zhi lowered his face coldly, clenched his fists, and wanted to vent, but now he could only endure his anger.

Lu Ze chuckled, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and flicked the cigarette ash.

"Be my woman, and I can guarantee that your mother will get better treatment."

Lu Ze threw out an agreement to her, as if he had already prepared everything, and waited for Song Zhi to jump into the pit.

"Why me?" Song Zhi was puzzled and frowned.

"When you pushed Tong Wei downstairs, why didn't you ask why?" Lu Ze extinguished the cigarette and approached Song Zhi step by step.

His large warm hand wrapped around her waist and pulled him into his arms, his other hand squeezing her chin.

"Keeping you by your side can better torture, if Tong Wei doesn't wake up, you will never want to escape." His disgusted gaze locked on Song Zhi and pushed her away.

Song Zhi's center of gravity was unstable and he sat down on the sofa.

"I said, it wasn't my ...... three years ago" Song Zhi was about to explain, but was interrupted by Lu Ze, and the disdain in the corner of his eyes was to inform her, let her quibble, he would not listen to a word.

"There are only you and Tong Wei on the rooftop, who else is there besides you?" Lu Ze's voice was cold, Song Zhi's face was pale, and in front of him, no matter how she explained, it was useless.

It was three years ago, and it is now.

Originally, the Song and Lu families had business dealings, but after Tong Wei's accident, he suppressed the Song family everywhere.

Now that the Song family is bankrupt, Lu Ze naturally won't let her go, Song Zhi has no choice, and the hand that signed is trembling slightly.

"At eight o'clock tomorrow night, I will pick you up in person, Nebula Winery has business and needs to accompany the wine."

Lu Ze frowned slightly, and without waiting for Song Zhi to agree, he asked the servant to throw her out, in his opinion, only by slowly retaliating against Song Zhi could he have pleasure.

Song Zhi went to see Li Ling again, and the way she kept coughing up blood and pricking needles made Song Zhi more determined to cure her, even if it became Lu Ze's plaything.

Song Zhi, who came back from the hospital, was already exhausted.

Lu Ze didn't contact her all day.

Song Zhi told him about going to the hospital, and he simply replied "um", and there was no follow-up.

The next night.

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door of the rental house.

Song Zhi went to open the door with a puzzled face, and saw a servant carrying a bag, saw her, and handed her the things.

"It was Mr. Lu who asked me to send it." Her voice was faint, and the corners of her eyes showed some disdain.

"Thank you."

Song Zhi closed the door and took out the gift box, and there was the dress inside.

When she was ready, she looked at herself in front of the mirror and couldn't help blushing.

Lu Ze must have done it on purpose.

Her back is bare, her chest is looming, her thin waist is prominent, and her charm is still there.

The next second, her mobile phone rang, and it was Lu Ze calling.

"Got the dress?" He asked, with a hint of anticipation in his tone.

Song Zhi paused and said, "Do you need to dress like this to drink?" ”

Her brows were furrowed, even if there had been a banquet before, she would not dress like this.

"Yes, you need to help me get those old drunkards, and I'll pick you up later."

Lu Ze hung up the phone, Song Zhi was ashamed, but he still took out his coat in the closet and put it on.

Half an hour later.

Lu Ze sent a message to tell her that he was downstairs.

Song Zhi changed into high heels and came to the side of the road with his hair scattered.

The cool autumn breeze blows, her hair blows away, and the hem of her skirt dances.

Lu Ze rolled down the window, looked at her tightly wrapped coat, and said unhappily, "Take it off." ”

Song Zhi gritted his teeth, got into the car, sat in the co-pilot, took off his coat, and the spring light was exposed in front of Lu Ze's eyes.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, the arc was raised, and he looked at her with satisfaction.

Suddenly.

Lu Ze's big hand wrapped his arms around her waist, and he stepped forward and kissed her neck.

Song Zhi could still feel the temperature on Lu Ze's body, and his heart was beating fast.

Before she could come back to her senses, Lu Ze let go of her.

She was silent, and the car drove towards Nebula Winery.

Lu Ze lit a cigarette, and the car was filled with the smell of tobacco.

When they got to the winery's room, the old drunkards came over early and sat down.

Song Zhi was shocked.

She couldn't be more familiar with this group of people, she looked at Lu Ze, but he avoided his eyes.

Song Zhi knew that he did it on purpose.

They also asked the Song family to cooperate, but they tried to think about her, but she refused.

Since then, several families have formed bonds.

"Yo! Isn't this the big beauty Miss Song? Mr. Lu is really blessed. ”

The one who spoke was the old pervert among them, and he liked to find young girls the most.

Especially Song Zhi's current dress, his obscene eyes kept glancing.

"You're welcome, this is a wine, everyone let go of the drink, what do you need to find her." Lu Ze unceremoniously pushed Song Zhi out, and she forced a smile.

Song Zhi picked up the red wine on the table and came to them to fill it up.

The old ruffian put his calloused hand on her back.