Standing up straight, Xiang Wan picked up her suitcase, opened it, and dumped all the contents onto the bed.

Condoms, sanitary napkins, cosmetics, jewelry, wigs, and other items were scattered everywhere.

“If you want to support my work, consider these as a return gift; I wouldn’t mind selling them all to you.”

"Lou Xiangwan, haven't you made enough of a scene?"

Lou Junxuan's forehead veins throbbed; he was already on the verge of punching someone again.

"Making a scene? I'm not making a scene. Haven't you always wanted to see what I'm doing? This is my work prop. Are you satisfied now?"

Xiang Wan picked up the wig without a care and played with it in her hand. Her fair face, illuminated by the wall lamp, looked hazy and dreamlike, like a fallen elf in the night.

Lou Junxuan's heart skipped a beat, and he involuntarily reached out. When he touched the hair, he suddenly came to his senses, grabbed the wig, and threw it hard to the ground.

"Lou Xiangwan, why does it have to be this way?"

His eyes reflected his disapproval of Xiang Wan's actions and his extreme heartache.

How did his younger brother, who used to be fair-skinned and looked at him with trusting eyes, become like this?

Lou Junxuan couldn't understand it. His heart was filled with rebuke for Xiang Wan, but even more so with regret.

If I always keep him by my side, will things be different?

Xiang Wan wasn't angry. She bent down to pick up the hood, ran her fingers through her hair, and smoothed it out gently. "I earn my own living and haven't done anything illegal, so why can't I do this?"

"Perhaps in your eyes, this kind of work is degrading and low-class, but to me, this is life. You don't understand, so you have no right to criticize me, just as I think your work is boring."

“I also struggled to make a living, but it was your interference, Lou Junxuan, that led me to where I am today.”

"That punch just now is to repay you for not abandoning me back then and leaving me to fend for myself. From now on, we owe each other nothing."

Xiang Wan's words couldn't be calmer.

Lou Junxuan felt a surge of anger rising within him. He grabbed Xiang Wan's arms with both hands and roared, "Lou Xiang Wan, don't think you can get rid of me like this. You owe me something you can never repay in this lifetime!"