The boat was an old awning boat, with a gauze curtain hanging inside, so you couldn't see outside from inside.
Several people helped Shang Wu into the boat, leaving only the boatman.
The middle-aged boatman looked very taciturn, and his tall stature completely covered the gap in the light gauze.
Looking out, Shang Wu could only see him rowing the boat.
She sat inside, feeling a little dizzy from the rocking of the boat. She reached for her phone in her pocket, only to realize that she was wearing a dress with no pockets and hadn't brought her phone.
Shang Wu exhaled, listening to the sound of the oars cutting through the water, and vaguely seeing the darkness outside, a sudden doubt arose in her heart.
Aren't there lotus lanterns on the lake? Why isn't a single ray of light shining through?
And drones should also make noise.
A viewing pavilion that can accommodate more than a hundred people should be lively and noisy, with voices that can be heard from a distance.
Shang Wu couldn't hold back any longer: "How much further is it?"
"Miss, please sit down."
The boatman outside spoke in a low voice, without a trace of courtesy or respect.
Shang Wu felt increasingly uneasy and sensed that something was wrong.
She hadn't seen Lu Rang since the afternoon.
Even if the two of them were arranged to not appear at the same time, Lu Rang would always come over to say hello before he went to prepare to board the boat.
How could it just disappear like that?
Shang Wu sat on the boat lost in thought for a while, feeling restless.
A voice suddenly rang out from outside: "Miss, you can come out now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the boat seemed to gently bump into something on the shore and came to a steady stop.
Shang Wu lifted her skirt as she came out, and when she looked up, her smile instantly froze on her face.
The huge viewing pavilion was eerily empty.
There were no flowing pink veils, no red carpet, and no waiting dignitaries.
Only a single, stark white lamp hung high on the central beam of the viewing pavilion, illuminating the surrounding bare stone tables and benches.
The early spring wind was like a knife, passing through the pavilion and swirling up a few withered leaves on the ground.
Shang Wu instantly got goosebumps all over her body and shivered slightly from the cold.
Where are they?
Her heart sank suddenly, then began to pound wildly.
The unease and panic that had been lingering in her mind for the past few days were amplified, enveloping her completely.
Shang Wu was a little out of breath and subconsciously turned around to look behind her.
The boatman glanced at her expressionlessly, said nothing, and rowed away.
"etc!"
Shang Wu called out to him in a low voice, and tried to chase after him, but tripped over the intricate hem of her skirt.
She fell to her knees and collapsed to the ground, ignoring the stinging pain in her knees, and helplessly touched her entire body.
Oh, right, she doesn't have a cell phone.
She's stuck here by herself, unable to leave or contact anyone.
Shang Wu froze, her face gradually turning pale.
A cold wind rushed in from all directions, and she hugged her arms, the fabric of her dress clinging coldly to her body.
It was as if she had accidentally wandered into a forbidden area, and being trapped here, gradually losing her body temperature, was the greatest punishment for her.
Time slipped away little by little in the cold wind.
At first, Shangwu was able to barely hold on.
She stood up, rubbing her arms as she paced back and forth, frequently glancing around, hoping someone would appear.
But no.
The moon was round, rising higher and higher, intertwining with the lamplight. It was hard to tell whether the moonlight was colder or the lamplight was more heartless.
In the end, Shang Wu couldn't even walk anymore, so she squatted on the ground and hugged herself tightly.
She suddenly realized that the entire engagement party was a huge scam.
None of the engagement invitations that Qianjue was responsible for sending out were actually sent out.
Lu Zheng had been controlling the situation, leading her and Lu Rang into a trap, and never intended for her to be known by the various connections within the Yu family as the future wife of the Yu family.
She wasn't worried about Lu Rang.
Lu Rang will not be in any danger; at most, he will be controlled by Lu Zheng.
But what about herself?
She was probably the person Lu Zheng disliked the most, ruining his plan to send Lu Rang to a marriage alliance.
Is Lu Zheng really going to trap her here and let her die?
Shang Wu felt a panic in her heart and trembled uncontrollably, thinking of Lu Zheng's vow that he could end her life silently.
All I could hear was the cold wind, and apart from the entire viewing pavilion, the lake was dark and still.
This scene is like something out of a horror movie.
Shang Wu felt increasingly helpless. She closed her eyes, feeling the last bit of strength drain from her body, and slumped softly to the ground.
Just then, steady footsteps sounded behind me.
The soles of the leather shoes pounded on the hard ground, again and again.
Tap, tap, tap.
Shang Wu froze, then turned her head with difficulty.
Two people finally came into view.
Lu Zheng walked over with Qian Jue, stood in front of her, looking down at her with a calm gaze.
Seeing Shang Wu's extremely weak state, his eyes held no warmth, only an indifferent and disdainful air of complete control.
Shang Wu's eyes flickered, and she asked weakly, "Lu Zheng, what exactly do you want? Where is Lu Rang? Where did you take him?"
Lu Zheng did not approach her, his voice calm: "You will never see Lu Rang again, Miss Shang. The wind is strong and cold in the middle of the lake. You will not be able to hold on if you are exhausted. I will have someone send you back."
He waved his hand.
Qianjue was about to go up and help Shangwu.
Shang Wu found it laughable.
She mustered all her strength to swat away Qianjue when he reached out, struggled to stand up, and gave a mocking smirk.
"What exactly are you plotting? If you don't want us to get engaged, you have plenty of ways to stop it. Why go to all this trouble?"
Lu Zheng smiled, his tone still calm: "If we don't hold an engagement banquet, how could Lu Rang possibly return to Wanhu? Ever since I agreed to your engagement... no, to be precise, ever since I learned that Lu Rang was in contact with you, and that you are from the Shang family, I have been paying attention to your every move."
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