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Yu Meng was already used to Shang Hui's shaming. She rolled her eyes at the man behind her and continued to dust the room.

The bed was covered with a white cloth, and when Yu Meng lifted it off, it was still a blue bedsheet with a dream pattern on it. This was sent by the school, and Yu Meng had been using it ever since.

Shang Hui raised his hand and easily pushed Yu Meng onto the bed.

Although the bed was small, it was covered with a mattress purchased from Yu Meng's internet. It was extremely soft and comfortable. Yu Meng was pushed to sit on the bed. The familiar soft touch made her feel nostalgic. She narrowed her eyes and lay down.

"Ah, so comfortable." This kind of mattress had the function of a massage. Back then, Yu Meng had a day of class, and her back ached from the pain. Lying on this mattress while massaging felt extremely comfortable.

Shang Hui stood at the side and pushed Yu Meng's arm after a while.

"Go inside."

Yu Meng opened her eyes impatiently.

"What are you doing?"

"Make room for me."

Yu Meng frowned, "How could such a small bed accommodate you? Go away, go away. You just need to sit in a nearby chair."

This bed was truly too small. Even Yu Meng, who was so skinny, could only occupy half of it.

Shang Hui frowned, he could only sit on the chair at the side.

The table had already been wiped clean by Yu Meng. She looked at the items on the table in boredom. Some of them were books that Yu Meng had taught before.

"Dictionary of Ancient Chinese", "Peony Pavilion", "Wei and Jin Dynasties"...

Shang Hui had never read a book like this. Since he was young, he had interacted with numbers, so he knew nothing about this kind of thing called classical literature.

While being curious, Shang Hui casually flipped open a book. Inside, the fine and dense contents were all notes that had been marked with a color pen. Yu Meng's handwriting was very beautiful, the strokes were very powerful and powerful, after flipping through a few pages, a picture suddenly fell from the book.

Shang Hui picked it up and when he saw the person in the photo, he could not help but frown.

It was an intimate photo of Tan Yubai and Yu Meng. The face in the photo was still the most youthful one, and at that time, Yu Meng's face was chubby.

The anger and desire in a man's heart is always ignited at this moment of carelessness.

Shang Hui stood up and walked to the side of Yu Meng's bed. She closed her eyes and breathed calmly, Shang Hui slightly squinted his eyes, could not be bothered to take off his shoes, and directly bent over and pressed on top of her.

"AHH!"

Yu Meng suddenly opened her eyes and was shocked when she saw the man's face so close to her.

"What are you doing?!" She wanted to push and shove him away, but the photo in his hands challenged Shang Hui's limits.

"What are you doing?" Shang Hui threw the photo on the ground, then grabbed both of her hands and raised it up above his head.

"Of course I want you." Shang Hui said each word, the fire in his eyes could no longer be suppressed.

Yu Meng panicked, Shang Hui was too temperamental!

The man's aura invaded her. Yu Meng kept tilting her head to the left and right, Shang Hui's lips slowly and closely fell on her face. His hand rolled back, and his lips turned soft …

Suddenly …

"Bam!" Yu Meng felt her body plummet to the ground and her butt hit the hard floor. She felt a sharp pain.

The two of them were shocked by the sudden change in events and continued to maintain their posture. Shang Hui was still pressing down on Yu Meng, and around his were broken pieces of wood, scattered all over the place.

Yu Meng swallowed her saliva, and looked at Shang Hui with an embarrassed smile.

"If I'm not wrong, it should be the bed."

Shang Hui's expression was extremely ugly. The redness on his face was fading bit by bit, and he felt that he had encountered all the weird things that happened today.

Just as he was burning with desire, the bed collapsed!

The bed collapsed!

Yu Meng poked Shang Hui's stiff body, then patted his shoulder and coughed a few times in embarrassment.

"Get up from me first."

Shang Hui felt that all of his illustrious reputation had been ruined. His face was ashen, and he stayed in a deadlock for a long while before he crawled up from Yu Meng's body with a cold face.

Only then did Yu Meng stand up, rubbing her sore shoulders as she looked at the mess on the floor.

"It has to be compensated..."

That day, she had beaten the teachers at school and bribed the guards to enter the girls' dormitory. Now that her bed had collapsed, Yu Meng felt that she might be wanted for murder.

Sure enough, something bad was going to happen if he went out with Shang Hui.

"What do we do now..." Yu Meng was worried. She felt a slight pricking pain on her arm. She touched it and felt a warm liquid on her hand.

"How did you get injured?" Shang Hui saw the wound a step ahead of Yu Meng. On the outside of his arm, there was blood coming out from the arm that was cut by the broken wooden board.

Shang Hui's expression was cold as he took out a tissue from his pocket to help wipe Yu Meng's wound.

He stood in the middle of the room, afraid to sit down.

"Should we take the initiative to admit our mistakes to the room manager?" Yu Meng looked at Shang Hui as he seriously treated his wounds. After that, he raised his head and frowned, "No."

"Why? At most, I'll compensate you with more money." Yu Meng suddenly felt a sharp pain, and she gasped as she retracted her hand.

"Endure it." Shang Hui tyrannically grabbed Yu Meng's arm and used the alcohol paper in the room, which had been there for a long time, to clean her wounds.

"Disgraceful." Shang Hui suddenly spat out these two words.

Yu Meng looked at him, "Are you afraid that the news will ruin the reputation of Boss Shang?"

Shang Hui did not make a sound. He held the alcohol paper in his hand and pressed down hard on Yu Meng's wound.

"AHH!" "It hurts, it hurts!"

Shang Hui looked up coldly.

"If you shouldn't have said it, then shut up."

Yu Meng was not convinced.

"It's obviously your fault. If you didn't suddenly lie down, would the bed have collapsed?"

Hearing that, Shang Hui's face became even worse.

Yu Meng quickly retracted her hand to prevent him from getting angry and retaliating against her.

"How ridiculous, every time I get angry I get confused."

As Yu Meng spoke, she caught a glimpse of the photo lying on the floor.

He bent down and picked it up.

There were footprints on the photo, all of them were stepped on until they were gray. She wiped them clean with her hand.

"So …" Yu Meng seemed to have guessed most of it. "Was it because you saw this that you suddenly went crazy?"

Shang Hui replied snappily, "Who did you say went crazy?"

Yu Meng quietly put the photo away.

"Bring it here."

Shang Hui saw Yu Meng's actions, and extended out her hand, stopping right in front of his.

"Take what?" Yu Meng played the fool.

"Hurry up." Shang Hui frowned, "I have no patience to say it a second time."

Shang Hui's face was really bad right now, and Yu Meng did not dare to not follow him, but she gave him a picture and gave it to him.

"What are you doing?"

Yu Meng handed the photo over. Just as she asked, she heard a tearing sound.

Shang Hui tore the photo into pieces and threw it on the ground.

"What are you doing!" Yu Meng stared at him with wide eyes. "Why did you tear it up?!"

"I don't like it." Shang Hui replied naturally.

"You!" Yu Meng was so angry that she didn't dare to let out her anger.

"Let's go." Shang Hui stood up, he walked to the door and stopped for a moment: "Go to the place where everyone stays."

Just as Yu Meng reached the door, she stopped in her tracks.

"What do you mean? You say that I am not a human being?! "

Shang Hui was too lazy to explain and directly held onto Yu Meng's hand. Go to the door.

When she passed by the dorm manager auntie downstairs, she originally wanted to greet Shang Hui happily, but when she looked up, she saw Yu Meng and Shang Hui holding hands, the stiff smile on their faces slowly disappearing.

The housekeeper sighed helplessly.

Young people these days …

After going through all this, it was already 4 or 5 in the afternoon. held Yu Meng's hand as they walked along the road.

"Where to next?" "Are you going to eat?" Yu Meng asked.

Shang Hui stopped in his tracks.

"What do you usually eat at night when you used to live in that box?"

In the box …

Yu Meng couldn't even calm down after taking a deep breath.

"What, you're not feeling well? "You look terrible." Shang Hui touched Yu Meng's forehead.

"Nope." She shook off his hand. "I'm already living in the box, so what does it matter? Just pick up some bones on the roadside and eat them. "

Shang Hui raised his brows, "You said yourself."

"You!"

"Alright, I'm asking you seriously, where do you usually go to eat?"

Yu Meng looked at Shang Hui, and suddenly a sly idea popped up in his mind.

"I usually go to a restaurant in the back street of the school."

"Alright, then we'll go there to eat."

Shang Hui held onto Yu Meng and walked towards the car: "Go drive first."

"You … Are you sure you want to come with me to eat? " Yu Meng was already sitting on the carriage, but she couldn't help but confirm it with Shang Hui.

Shang Hui nodded and started the car.

The back street of the school was the busiest and most chaotic street in the area. Although his former classmates didn't know how they got the title "Fallen Street", just by hearing it, they were able to understand what kind of place it was.

Yu Meng guessed that Shang Hui definitely could not take it, so she intentionally brought him there.

He had despised himself for an entire day, but the most important thing was that the things he had despised were things that Yu Meng thought were okay, things that weren't so unbearable. The dormitory could be described by him as a box, and the milky tea cups could be described as inedible. It was simply unbearable!

Yu Meng wanted to let him know that there was something even more ridiculous than what had happened during the day. And these were the real commoners lives.

For nobles like them, who were born with a golden spoon in their mouth, experiencing the life of commoners was almost enough to peel off a layer of his skin.

Shang Hui drove a high-class sports car, and from the north street at the side of the school, he walked across the school. When he arrived at the back street, it was already class time, and it was already late in the night. Colourful lights were hung everywhere, and the streets were crowded. That was an extremely narrow and crooked road, which was uneven and uneven.

Yu Meng looked at Shang Hui, her face turning worse and worse.