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Chapter 2476 Sweet Marriage Chapter 1038 Where did those things go?
Deng Meng was staggered by her bump, glanced at her inexplicably, then turned his head, and He Teng also walked out of her with a cold face.

Are you sick?
After arguing in her bedroom, she didn't even know how to say I'm sorry, so she patted her ass and left?
This is what kind of bullshit cultivation of their wealthy family?
Deng Meng originally wanted to stop them and ask for some compensation, but after thinking about it, the entire bedroom, except for her, seemed to belong to the Bei family. Even if Bei Qianqian smashed it, she had no position to question her.

"what happened?"

She turned around and looked at Xiaoqiao beside her: "Have these two gone crazy together? Come to me to smash things?"

Xiaoqiao wrung her hands together anxiously, and looked at her anxiously: "I don't know too well, it seems that... the eldest lady found some... well, your photo and the used headbands and towels in my uncle's study. There was a quarrel with the bottles and cans, and the quarrel made the eldest lady come over to see if you also kept my uncle's things..."

Oh, no wonder the sheets were lifted.

Deng Meng did keep a lot of He Teng's things in the past. She would cut out all the reports about him in news magazines and store them. After so many years of accumulation, they could almost fill two half-meter-high cardboard boxes.

Later, He Teng had sex with Bei Qianqian.

Later, she burned all those things with a fire.

Shrugging, she waved her hands boredly: "That's it, that's it, I'll go downstairs to eat something, you clean up here, use what can be used, and throw away what can't be used."

"Okay, young lady."

……

I put a bag of instant noodles in the kitchen, thought about it, and went to the refrigerator to get an egg. Just as I was laying it, the kitchen door was pushed open heavily.

The 'bang' sound scared her so much that she almost lost control of the egg shell and threw it directly into the instant noodles.

Looking up, it was He Teng who had gone and returned.

The man who is always bohemian on weekdays, with a rare cold face, stared at her with heavy eyes: "Where did those things go?"

She casually threw the egg shells into the trash can, and wiped her fingers with a towel: "What?"

"You know what I'm talking about!"

"Sorry, I'm not the roundworm in your stomach, I don't know what you're talking about!"

"The things you collected from me! Clothes, books, pens, magazines... I know you collected them, where did you put them?"

Deng Meng was silent for a while, then looked up at him coldly: "It's burning."

Those things were a symbol of her whole lonely and helpless youth.

Helpless, full of grievances and anger, living like an ant, confused and at a loss for the future, besides collecting everything about him to give himself a little support, he has no idea what else to do.

But during that time, He Teng was the most free and unrestrained time. He was abroad, attending his prestigious university, hosting his luxurious parties, driving his luxurious sports car, and carrying his beautiful female classmates...

Now, she is struggling with that humiliating and difficult time.

Now, he has had enough of the drunken life of the wealthy and wealthy, and wants to find the true meaning of simple and pure love.

But time has already passed by, what he wanted, she couldn't afford it before, but now she doesn't bother to give it.

He Teng seemed to have been greatly stimulated, his face turned pale, and he repeated in a strange tone: "Burn? Deng Meng, you said you burned?"

(End of this chapter)