Chapter 170: Move Clean
In the past three months, Meng Wanyi has actually contacted Shen Tingzhou once.
asked him if he could take the custard bun away, Shen Tingzhou was quiet on the phone for a while, and finally coldly rejected Meng Wanyi.
"Have you forgotten how you abandoned it before?"
This is really wronged Meng Wanyi, although he did do something to let Shen Tingzhou take the dog away before, but it is understandable.
It was too troublesome to think of the reason, so she had to give up.
After the communication failed, they never contacted each other again until today, when they met by chance at a hot pot restaurant.
So when I heard Shen Tingzhou's words, "If you want to live in, you quickly take away the things you have used, the things that belong to you, and this dog for me." ”
Meng Wanyi was stunned for a while, "What did you say?" ”
Shen Tingzhou put his hand in his trouser pocket, "I don't like to repeat it a second time." ”
"You don't want a custard bun anymore?" The tone sounded unexpected.
"If you don't like dogs." Shen Tingzhou's words were concise and to the point.
The height difference between Shen Tingzhou and Meng Wanyi was 22 centimeters, and at that time, Meng Wanyi lowered her head and trembled her eyelashes, and he couldn't see her expression clearly.
"Ruoruo moved in soon, I don't want her to use the things you used, you also saw it today, the little girl is very squeamish, so you packed my things for me today, erased the traces that belong to you, and moved the things the day after tomorrow at the latest."
After speaking, Shen Tingzhou turned around coldly and left.
In the few minutes that Meng Wanyi was silent, she had already scolded Shen Tingzhou eight hundred times in her heart.
Neurotic, grab yourself at night to clean up?
But soon Meng Wanyi regained her composure, and it was empty, no problem.
The mobile phone in the palm of his hand shook again, and the caller showed that it was Ji Bai.
Meng Wanyi glanced at her phone, it was already eleven o'clock.
Thinking that she had forgotten to report her safety to Ji Bai, Meng Wanyi immediately dialed the phone.
"Hey, Ji Bai, I'm sorry, I was busy just now and didn't pay attention to my phone."
"It's okay, are you home?"
Meng Wanyi lowered her head and kicked the stone at her feet with a little weakness.
"It's home."
"Then you rest early, good night."
"Well, good night."
As soon as Meng Wanyi hung up the phone, she raised her eyes to meet Shen Tingzhou's sharp eyes above the steps.
"Hmph, lies really come when you open your mouth."
Meng Wan was angry and glared at him.
"What's your business?"
Shen Tingzhou urged impatiently.
"Hurry up and clean up for me, don't affect my sleep."
As soon as he entered the door, Custard Bao pounced when he saw Meng Wanyi, his tail wagged as fast as a propeller, and at the moment when it was about to touch Meng Wanyi, its tail was grabbed by Shen Tingzhou.
The custard bun turned around in pain and whimpered a few times at Shen Tingzhou, in exchange for a sentence of "something that has no interest." ”
Meng Wanyi was a little distressed: "Don't pull its tail, it will hurt." ”
"Oh, when you don't want him, why don't you want it to be sad."
Meng Wanyi: "......" She reasonably suspected that Shen Tingzhou was here to quarrel with her.
She rubbed the custard bun's head and didn't say anything more.
Shen Tingzhou slammed into the study.
The sense of oppression in the living room disappeared all of a sudden, and Meng Wanyi breathed a sigh of relief.
This house carries too many memories of Meng Wanyi, both good and bad.
She had to admit that when Shen Tingzhou said that she wanted her to remove all the things she had touched and used to make way for Sang Ruozhu to live, her heart tingled uncontrollably.
She sighed faintly, and dug out the storage box and compression bag according to her memory.
The sound of ping-pong bells in the living room drew Shen Tingzhou out after a while.
Seeing Meng Wanyi sitting barefoot directly on the cold floor, surrounded by a circle of messy things, Shen Tingzhou twisted his eyebrows fiercely.
"You can't just be quiet, and besides, don't make such a mess."
At one o'clock in the morning, Meng Wanyi was stuffed into the quilt by Shen Tingzhou, she was so sleepy that she fell asleep on the sofa, probably because she watched a drama all night the day before yesterday, she was in good spirits during the day, and at night she was sleepy, and Meng Wanyi fell into a deep sleep.
The futon was a familiar smell, and the bed was soft and like lying in the clouds.
Something warm seemed to rub gently across her forehead, the tip of her nose, her lips, and then step by step, as soft as a feather, and she curled her toes in comfort.
Then she was surrounded by something like a small stove, and tonight's dream was exceptionally warm and comfortable.
The next day, when Meng Wanyi was still asleep, there was a banging knock at the door.
Shen Tingzhou's cold voice sounded outside.
"I hope when I come back tonight, you and your mess are gone."
Meng Wan, who was disturbed from sleep, puffed up and hammered the quilt a few times with her hand.
"Mr. Shen, don't worry, I will definitely leave today, and I won't delay you bringing someone to live in."
There was silence outside the door for a while, and Shen Tingzhou's mocking voice sounded.
"It was better to do so."
However, Meng Wanyi didn't know that Shen Tingzhou had already explained to the security personnel at the door.
If there are moving companies and housekeepers registering information at the door today, they must not be put in.
Sure enough, after a while, all the moving companies that Meng Wanyi called were blocked at the door, and she had no choice but to cancel the order, send a red envelope to the driver and the porter, and let them leave.
Just when she was depressed at the door, Meng Wanyi met her savior - Midsummer, who also lived in this community.
After learning of Meng Wanyi's difficulty, Sheng Xia winked at her.
"Don't worry, it's all on me."
When Shen Tingzhou returned to the door of the house in the evening and saw that there was no light in the crack of the door, he twisted his eyebrows.
Shen Tingzhou loosened his tie irritably, and then began to enter the password.
As soon as the door opened, the house was dark, and he reached out and patted the wall lamp.
Looking at the empty living room, Shen Tingzhou was stunned.
Damn, the house was burglarized?
He didn't even bother to change his shoes, and walked around the living room in disbelief.
Only then did I realize that Meng Wanyi really emptied his house!
The entire living room, except for the floor tiles and wallpaper that she couldn't pry away, was swept away with everything she could take.
Shen Tingzhou's hands trembled with anger, and he caught a glimpse of the note she had posted on the wall, and he tore it off.
"Mr. Shen, according to your requirements, it belongs to me, I have touched it, I have moved away, Miss Sang, you must not be willing to use second-hand goods, I will laugh at these."
Chill the breath!
The living room, kitchen, bedroom, and screening room, all except his study, were ransacked.
From sofas, mattresses, bed frames, dining tables and chairs, to custard buns, saliva pockets and teethers, all of them are gone.
The LCD TVs on the walls of the living room were all buckled, and the ceiling was removed except for the laser lights.
There is nothing left in the kitchen except for the bare island, and the bathroom is only hard decoration, which is really hard, but it has not been removed.
In the master bedroom, there was only a bare wardrobe left, and the curtains were removed.
He was tired of standing, and he had to sit on the floor if he wanted to find a place to sit!