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But after watching a video and recording, I already had cracks in my mind about the prince-like Lu Fumeng.
Qian Wen saw that Tang Yun was hesitant and pushed the tablet forward again.
"After reading it, you will have a comprehensive understanding, which will be good for you!"
Hearing this, Tang Yun hesitated and took the tablet.
Next, Qian Wen felt like he was watching a face-changing show, Tang Yun's expression was very ugly.
There aren't many things in the ppt, just Lu Fumeng's detailed personal information, including his time in school and starting a business together, several people he dated, and any deeds he had as a scumbag.
Supplement it with the photos and videos I took of them, as well as some deeds that I can remember.
It contains detailed records of Lu Fumeng's 12 girlfriends. This is only what I know. I don't know how many I don't know.
The most detailed one is Lu Fumeng’s bank girlfriend, how he hooked up with her, and what methods he used.
Thinking about this experience, Tang Yun should know better than herself. After all, she fell into this set of tutorials that can be called otaku teaching.
"Give me your bank account number and I'll transfer the money." After watching the video, Tang Yun had bloodshot eyes, a haggard face, and a hoarse voice.
"I said, you don't need to pay back the money. Today I'm just here to take revenge on Lu Fumeng." Qian Wen spoke frankly, without any concealment of his purpose.
Tang Yun stared at Qian Wen in astonishment, then whispered, "Thank you!"
"You don't need to thank me, I just want you to know more about Lu Fumeng."
Tang Yun didn't speak, she just stared at the opposite exhibition hall with dull eyes, as if she could see Lu Fumeng inside through the wall.
Qian Wen also had nothing to do and just stayed with her.
I don’t know how long it took, but the painting exhibition hall opposite began to close.
Suddenly the cell phone rang, Qian Wen looked at Tang Yun's bag.