Lu Qiao let out a cold laugh, his gaze lingering on her suitcase: "You've been eating my food, wearing my clothes, spending my money, and now you want to drag such a big suitcase out of the Lu Family manor?"
Lu Rongrong was startled; the clothes in the suitcase were all bought by her mother when she was still alive. Although, it was Lu Family's money that her mother spent.
She didn't want to argue with Lu Qiao about these things; she just wanted to leave as soon as possible.
So, after placing the suitcase back in the bedroom, she came out with just her passport and wallet: "Young master, will this do?"
Lu Qiao wickedly surveyed her graceful figure, curling his lips into a smile: "Sure, but you also need to take off your clothes..."
"You!" Lu Rongrong was furious and ashamed. She had planned to leave quietly, not expecting such great humiliation before leaving.
