Looking at Peng Cuiying's excited and eager expression, He Nian couldn't help but curl his lips in disgust. "What's there to be happy about? Didn't Yang Qiaoqiao disown you and even change her surname?"

"There's no need to thank my dad. It's such a small thing, he doesn't even care."

After He Nian finished speaking, she pulled Jiang Yongxian up and said, "Honey, let's go. Let's not stay here. It's dirty and smelly. Let's go to a Western restaurant today."

Jiang Yongxian could only smile and agree.

Before leaving, Jiang Yongxian instructed Peng Cuiying, "Mom, hurry up and pack your things these next few days. We need to leave as soon as the approval comes through."

*

At this time, in a famous red-light district of the port city.

Jiang Yiran, dressed in a shiny, revealing outfit, wearing cheap perfume, and heavily made up with cheap cosmetics, is trying to attract customers.

A dirty, smelly old man touched her from her chest to her waist, then put his arm around her and led her into the house.

Afterwards, the nauseating stench of photinia flowers hadn't even dissipated in the cramped room when Zhang Wei rushed in and snatched the money Jiang Yiran had just received.

Zhang Wei smeared some saliva on his fingers, counted the money, and said with a look of disgust, "That's all? Jiang Yiran, if you used the same trick you used to seduce Qin Haiyang, you'd only earn a pittance. Do you want to starve me to death?!"

Jiang Yiran immediately wiped away her tears, feeling wronged. "Brother Zhang, can we stop doing this?"

Zhang Wei glared fiercely at Jiang Yiran. "What else are you going to do if not this? Huh? What else do you want to do? Do you think there's any other way to make money like this, where you just spread your legs and it comes so easily?"

Hearing Zhang Wei's words, Jiang Yiran felt even more humiliated.

Looking at Zhang Wei's fierce expression, she was somewhat intimidated, but she still mustered up her courage and said, "Brother Zhang, I don't want to do this anymore. I don't want to live without any dignity."

She couldn't imagine what would happen if Yang Qiaoqiao found out that she had come to the glitz and glamour of Hong Kong, where gold was everywhere, and could only survive by selling her body and her dignity.

How embarrassing she must have felt.