The woman finished touching Su Chaoyang's face and twisted her waist to Yang Xian's side.
A pair of enchanting, long eyes stared at Mianmian.
Mianmian no longer made eye contact with the woman, focusing on acting like a child being rocked back and forth, showing a desire to run away but unable to.
Yang Xian's strength was great, and in no time, the wig with two tufts sticking up into the air fell to the ground.
The wig wasn't part of the plan, so it was left on the ground and no one cared.
Mianmian even felt it was a pity, in just an afternoon, Wei Kang and the others had discussed many times how much money was spent on this and that.
That wig must have also cost a fair amount of money, right?
It belonged to Wei Kang!
But Mianmian quickly thought that she would soon be able to live-stream and earn money again, and there was still money in her mobile phone account, so buying a wig and returning it to Wei Kang was very simple.