All of this directly thwarted her plan to join the Yu family.

How could she not take it seriously or not mind?

Tang Xueli calmed herself down and took a deep breath: "For the sake of our long-standing friendship, after tonight I'll have Su Tingting let you go. Good luck to you."

After saying that, she didn't look at Shang Wu again, turned around and left the stage.

Lu Wuwei then turned to the crowd and said with a smile, "I can't keep this amazing thing I photographed today to myself. Why don't we all come and enjoy it together?"

The crowd burst into laughter, openly eyeing Shang Wu's alluring figure with lustful intent.

Lu Wuwei waved his hand, signaling the staff to leave.

"There's no need to dress up. Miss Shang is naturally beautiful. Even if her face is ruined, her figure is still captivating."

He walked up to Shang Wu and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "Do you remember how you humiliated me? Today I'm going to get it back with interest."

Shang Wu bit her tongue, staring intently at the seats in the first row below the stage.

If you just crash into it, you'll probably be free.

She exhaled, slowly clenched her fist, her gaze broken yet resolute.

Lu Wuwei turned around and grabbed Shang Wu by the back of her collar.

Shang Wu's toes twitched slightly.

As Lu Wuwei prepared to lift Shang Wu's shirt, he smiled and waved to the person holding up a phone not far away.

"All the photos are taken. Let's see how fair Miss Shang's skin is!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the others seemed to wake up from a dream and couldn't wait to take out their phones and take pictures of Shang Wu.

Shang Wu gritted her teeth; the humiliation made her blood run cold.

Never in her life had she felt so wretched, yet so desperate to die.

The moment she felt Lu Wuwei begin to tear at her clothes, Shang Wu took a deep breath and slowly closed her eyes.

Go ahead and crash it.

She would rather be shattered to pieces than be stripped naked and played with.

boom!

Before Shang Wu could even charge towards the audience, the doors to the underground clubhouse collapsed with a deafening roar.

Everyone was startled by the sudden loud noise. Su Tingting clutched her chest and looked back with Tang Xueli.

They didn't see anyone, but something rushed towards them at lightning speed.

It flashed with white light, but no one could see what it was.

It passed smoothly through the venue and flew towards the stage at an incredible speed!

"ah!"

Lu Wuwei instantly released Shang Wu, screamed, and knelt on the ground.

His thigh had a hole in it, and blood was flowing freely, soaking his pants.

The blood-stained stone rolled off the stage, and a few drops of blood splattered on Shang Wu.

She took a step back and smelled blood.

The people in the audience were all terrified, and a few of the more timid ones started screaming.

"An air rifle! Someone has an air rifle!"

Su Tingting was also scared and got up to run away.

The first person to arrive at the door paused, then slowly backed away.

A tall, slender figure stood against the light, and the moment he stepped into the venue, everyone stared in astonishment.

As Shang Wu swayed and collapsed, her strength failing and her heart pounding, she heard two voices calling "Young Master Yu."

Has Lu Rang arrived yet?

She tried to lift her head, but felt as if her body was a rusty part without oil, making it difficult to move even a little.

Until someone helped him up by his arm.

Shang Wu strained to look up and saw her salvation.

"Awu, don't be afraid."