"Miss Lu, be obedient and don't suffer as much later. Otherwise, you'll scream your throat out and no one will come to save you. There's a cocktail party going on outside, and everyone's attention is on the new president of the Rong Group. No one will care about you."

Lu Wanwan clenched her high heels in her hands. She seemed to have an impression of this man. He was Pei Qi's uncle!

"Help! Is there anyone here?" Lu Wanwan shouted for help towards the door and slammed the wall hard.

But the symphony orchestra from the cocktail party outside filled the entire venue, and the door to the lounge was closed, so her cries for help were of no use.

The man in the suit became more and more excited, and pounced on Lu Wanwan as if he couldn't wait any longer.

Lu Wanwan had a wound on his foot and couldn't escape at all. Since he couldn't hide, he decided to give it a try.

She raised the high heels in her hand and hit the man who was rushing towards her hard with the thin heels.

The man felt pain and slapped the man in the face.

Lu Wanwan was hit so hard that he saw stars and fell backwards uncontrollably.

With a "bang" sound!

She was thrown heavily onto the carpet, and then a weight as heavy as a mountain came down on her, leaving Lu Wanwan no chance to struggle.

Then the man's disgusting hands touched her body...

Helplessness, fear, and despair suddenly surged up like a tide.

"Get out of here!" Lu Wanwan seemed to be crazy, his hands were held down and his legs were kicking wildly.

The ankle that was aching just now no longer felt any pain.

His clothes were torn to shreds, and Lu Wanwan's eyes were filled with fear.

At that moment, she felt as if she had fallen into an abyss, losing all her senses.

Even want to die.

Lu Wanwan was like a trapped beast, tightly shackled by chains, but he still struggled like mad, even though his head was broken and bleeding.

"Bang!"

The sound of a strong kick on the door was hidden under the melody of the symphony orchestra.

Rong Luchi stood by the door and saw Lu Wanwan being pinned down by a man, with his clothes being torn off.

He was stern, upright, handsome, and cold, with a face so gloomy that water could drip out of it, and his whole body exuded a terrifying cold and hostile aura.

He walked in quickly, slammed the door shut, grabbed the man's collar with one hand, and slammed him to the ground.