The man fell to the ground with a cry of pain and didn't get up for a long time.

Even though he had no weight on his body, Lu Wanwan was still struggling.

Rong Luchi looked at the woman who was curled up like a frightened cat, and his eyes darkened.

He took off his clothes and covered her with them. Lu Wanwan had no idea he was coming and even scratched his face while struggling.

Rong Luchi was busy grabbing her hand, but unexpectedly he scratched it: "Open your eyes and look at me."

A deep and clear voice cut through the darkness, and Lu Wanwan opened his tightly closed eyes.

What caught my eye was Rong Luchi's angular face.

Lu Wanwan's eyelashes trembled, perhaps because he had just suffered such a great trauma, and he felt a little dazed at the moment.

Rong Luchi put his suit on her and helped her stand up: "It's okay, don't be afraid."

He had just come out of the venue to answer an important call and happened to hear her stepsister and this man plotting to destroy her innocence.

Rong Luchi followed without thinking, fortunately, he arrived in time.

Lu Wanwan's hearing gradually recovered and his stress response was obvious.

The pale little face was full of dullness and the eyes were dull and lifeless.

"Mr. Rong... I, I didn't know she was your woman."

Uncle Pei Qi knelt aside and begged for mercy.

Rong Luchi glanced at him sideways, with little expression on his face. His black eyes were now terrifyingly deep, and he exuded a cold and angry aura that made people tremble with fear.

The door to the lounge was not completely closed.

Through a tiny gap, Lu Wanwan saw a group of people hurrying in from outside.

Lu Wanwan's eyes suddenly widened.

Uncle Pei Qi seemed to be very afraid of Rong Luchi and wanted to escape.

If she opened the door, she'd be in this state! She was finished!

Rong Luchi turned around and kicked with his long legs, and the leather shoe was aimed at his throat.

Uncle Pei Qi's upper body was twisted to the side by the kick, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

Lu Wanwan was so scared that his body trembled!

"Stand still, I'll go out and deal with it."

Rong Luchi released his hands from Lu Wanwan's shoulders. Just before the media rushed in, he opened the door, walked out, and closed the door behind him.

When the media heard that there was explosive inside information in the lounge, everyone rushed over carrying their equipment.

Just as they were about to open the door and rush in, Rong Luchi opened the door and stood outside.

The media reporters slammed on the brakes and looked up to see what was happening inside through the closed door.

"Mr. Rong, why are you here?"

The leading reporter asked.

"Do I need to report my affairs to you? Huh?" Rong Luchi was wearing a white shirt and a neatly tied tie.

He seems to have an aura of calm and indifference about him, but hidden beneath that calmness is a majesty that is intimidating without being angry.

The media reporters seemed to want to interview Rong Luchi, but his assistant and bodyguards stopped everyone and sent them back to the cocktail party.

Chief special assistant Mu Sen stayed.

"Mr. Rong, why are you here?" Mu Sen glanced at Rong Luchi, his eyes falling on his shirt.

I can't help but feel a little confused.

"Come in."

Rong Luchi pushed the door open and entered the lounge.

Mu Sen came in and saw blood all over the floor and a strange beautiful woman.

It’s the one who just fell on the red carpet.

"Mr. Rong, what happened?"

"After the reception, clear the area and get rid of this person." Rong Luchi glanced at Lu Wanwan, who was standing nearby like a frightened bird. "Get some ice and medicinal wine."

"Okay!" Mu Sen nodded immediately and then stepped out.

At the same time, he called two bodyguards to guard the door.

"Is he...dead?"

After a long while, Lu Wanwan asked hoarsely.

Her terrified eyes were fixed on Uncle Pei Qi who was lying on the ground.

"He won't die, but he's likely to be mute."

"Will you be okay?" She was not worried about that person, but about him.

After all, it was because of her that he hurt people.

“There’s nothing that money can’t solve.”

Such arrogant and cold words.

Lu Wanwan fell silent again.

That's true.

And the thing a man like Rong Luchi has the most is money.

"Thank you." Lu Wanwan lowered his head and thanked in a low voice.

"After all, you are my woman too."

Lu Wanwan's pale little face froze for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

This also reveals too much information.

Maybe he is more responsible, so he is a little more partial to his women.

Rong Luchi walked to the sofa in the lounge, and soon Mu Sen came in with an ice pack and a towel.

"Young Master Rong."

Mu Sen put the things on the coffee table and stood respectfully aside.

In the delicate atmosphere, Rong Luchi spoke again in a deep voice: "Come here."

The deer didn't move.

"Come here and apply the medicine. Don't you want your feet anymore?"

Rong Luchi saw that she was hesitant to move, so he turned and looked at her, with a strong look in his deep black eyes.

Lu Wanwan didn't feel anything just now, but now she felt a sharp pain in her injured ankle, a pain that she couldn't control at all.

Rong Luchi took a deep breath and put down the medicinal wine in his hand.

"I'll do it." Seeing that his president was a little unhappy, Mu Sen wanted to go forward to help Lu Wanwan who was at the door.

But just as he finished speaking, Mu Sen was shocked by a look from his own president.

That look seemed even more displeased.

Mu Sen immediately reacted: "Mr. Rong, I still have things to attend to at the cocktail party. I'll go over first."

As Rong Luchi's chief secretary, Mu Sen has always been the quickest to react.

The look Rong Shao gave him was a warning.

So Young Master Rong, who is not interested in women, has a story with this woman!

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