Looking at Shen Lang standing before him, Song Renjie forced himself to believe that Tang Wuzui was lying, but the conspicuous red lipstick on Shen Lang's lips told Song Renjie it was true.
Song Renjie never imagined that the goddess he had secretly admired for many years would end up falling for someone as rough and burly as Shen Lang.
Enraged, Song Renjie was utterly furious.
"Kid, what right do you have to be Tang Wuzui's boyfriend?"
Song Renjie's reason was devoured by his anger, leaving nothing behind. His face, devoid of its usual refined elegance, was filled with hysteria as he roared at Shen Lang: "A woman as outstanding as Tang Wuzui should be with a more outstanding man. You are not worthy."
"If I'm not good enough, are you?"
Shen Lang had initially wanted to explain that he wasn't Tang Wuzui's boyfriend. But seeing Song Renjie's attitude, Shen Lang immediately dropped the idea and retorted directly.
With that, Shen Lang extended his hands, directly embracing Tang Wuzui's slender, snake-like waist. He pulled Tang Wuzui closer, snatched the tissue from her hand, and said, "Wipe what? No need. I still want to kiss you."
As he spoke, Shen Lang leaned in and kissed Tang Wuzui's fiery red lips.
"Bastard, you..."
Song Renjie never expected Shen Lang to dare kiss his beloved goddess in front of him. His pupils dilated in anger as he cursed.
However, Shen Lang completely ignored Song Renjie's reaction, kissing her more fiercely.
Feeling Shen Lang's aggressive assault, Tang Wuzui knew this scoundrel was retaliating. Still, she genuinely lingered on Shen Lang's lips.
Her first kiss had been given to Shen Lang today, and she no longer cared.
"Bastard, let her go!"
How could Song Renjie tolerate seeing his goddess being passionately kissed by a stranger? After uttering a curse, he swung his fists and attacked Shen Lang's back.
Despite Song Renjie's refined appearance, his hysterical fury was truly terrifying. Combined with his experience in free combat, his attack possessed a fierce momentum.
From childhood, Song Renjie had demanded of himself not only the sharpest mind but also the most formidable physical prowess.
Having practiced martial arts since he was young, Song Renjie was confident in his strength, believing that ten or even eight ordinary men couldn't get close to him.
Song Renjie had always disdained engaging in physical altercations, but today he intended to teach this reckless brat a lesson, making him understand that some women were not to be trifled with.
In less than five seconds, Song Renjie landed a heavy punch on Shen Lang's back.
Song Renjie was confident that this punch would gravely injure Shen Lang, but the result was beyond his expectations.
Facing his powerful blow, Shen Lang not only made no sound of pain but showed no reaction whatsoever, as if it were merely a tickle.
"Asshole—"
Song Renjie could hardly believe such a thick-skinned person existed. In a fit of rage, he unleashed all his strength and landed another heavy punch on Shen Lang's back.
However, his full-force punch had no effect on Shen Lang, while Song Renjie's hand felt like it had struck steel. His bones instantly fractured, and he let out a pig-like scream, rolling on the ground in agony.
"What happened?"
The scream immediately drew the attention of the White Horse Club's staff.
Soon, seven or eight staff members from the White Horse Club approached, holding rubber batons, and asked Shen Lang, "Mr. Shen, could you explain the situation?"
"It's nothing. Someone from who-knows-where came here to cause trouble. Throw him out."
Shen Lang couldn't be bothered to glance at Song Renjie again. He released Tang Wuzui and waved his hand casually, instructing the staff.
"Understood—"
Hearing Shen Lang's words, the seven or eight White Horse Club staff quickly and efficiently lifted Song Renjie.
"Bastard, you dare steal my girlfriend! I won't let you go, I'll kill you! Remember this, I, Song Renjie, will definitely kill you."
His beloved woman stolen by Shen Lang and publicly humiliated, Song Renjie's hatred for Shen Lang reached its peak. He yelled madly.
"Kick him out—"
Shen Lang remained unmoved by Song Renjie's fury and paid no mind to his threats. He smiled and instructed the White Horse Club staff to act.
Soon, Song Renjie was carried out by the seven or eight White Horse Club staff and unceremoniously thrown out.
However, to Shen Lang's surprise, after being carried out and seeing Song Renjie dare to threaten him, the staff gave him a thorough beating, leaving him bruised and swollen.
What a joke! Shen Lang was the true boss of their White Horse Club, someone even Yang Ce revered like a god. Song Renjie dared to challenge Shen Lang publicly. If they didn't teach him a lesson, others would come after them.
After all, Shen Lang's act of defending the White Horse Club's honor today had already spread. Everyone now held him in the utmost respect.
"Tang Wuzui, first you forcefully kissed me, and then you used me as a shield. You're quite unethical."
After the White Horse Club staff finished their work on Song Renjie and left with satisfaction, Shen Lang looked at Tang Wuzui and said with a smile.
"Nonsense—"
Tang Wuzui replied, "You should say, Tang Wuzui, thank you. If it weren't for your initiative and cooperation, I would never have kissed you in my life. Being able to kiss you is a blessing from my past life. Thank you for your great kindness."
"Whether it's being kissed by Tang Wuzui or kissing Tang Wuzui, Shen Lang, you can brag about this for the rest of your life."
Tang Wuzui said with a smug expression.
Shen Lang was taken aback by her words. This was Ye Shishi's tone. When had Tang Wuzui learned to speak like Ye Shishi?
However, Shen Lang was too lazy to argue with Tang Wuzui any further. He knew that Tang Wuzui was like Ye Shishi; they never suffered a loss. For Shen Lang to try and take advantage of them was pure delusion.
"What, you're leaving?"
Seeing Shen Lang about to leave, Tang Wuzui exclaimed in surprise.
"What, can't I leave?"
Shen Lang looked at Tang Wuzui, his face wary, and took three steps back. "You don't intend to force another kiss on me, do you, Tang Wuzui? Let me tell you, don't even think about it. I'd rather die than comply."
"Bastard, you take advantage and then act like a victim."
Tang Wuzui playfully punched Shen Lang, a very light blow. "You took advantage of me today, and you can't just leave. You have to do me a favor before you go."
"Help you with a favor?"
Hearing Tang Wuzui's words, Shen Lang was slightly surprised. "What favor? Tang Wuzui, I warn you, I'm a good person. I absolutely won't help you do anything bad."
"Bad things?"
Tang Wuzui rolled her eyes at Shen Lang. "I just need you to pick up my best friend at the airport."