"Ah…." A loud scream erupted from the crowd.
"It's God Liu. How could he…."
Shen You'an froze for a moment, staring at the silhouette shielding her.
Slender, yet resolute.
Like a silent mountain, imparting an indescribable sense of security.
Zhang Shasha was stunned, and in that instant, Liu Runxi swiftly twisted the hand holding the scissors into a reverse grip.
Zhang Shasha cried out in pain, then immediately found her arm pinned and forced to kneel on the ground.
The security captain arrived with his team after hearing the commotion and subdued Zhang Shasha.
By now, Zhang Shasha had regained some presence of mind, her heart filled with panic. She began struggling desperately and shouting in the direction of Leng Yunyang, "Young Master Leng, help me...."
The security captain glanced at Leng Yunyang.
Leng Yunyang raised his eyebrows and said indifferently, "I don't know her."
