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The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

Fu Nanli, the flight captain and sole heir to the Fu Consortium, lost his memory in an accident. He could not remember anything about his family, identity, or status. He only remembered Wen Qiao, who had risked his life to save her before the accident. "You are?" Wen Qiao said shamelessly, "I'm your wife." Young Master Fu was confused, but he only remembered one person. If she said yes, then so be it. The cold and noble Prince Charming had been snatched away by a wild girl from nowhere. All the socialites in Harbor City were enraged. All the socialites gathered 100 million yuan. They had to tear off the fake mask of a certain vixen, Wen Qiao. However, all they got, in the end, was the marriage of the century. The wife he got after losing his memory, when he regained his memory, would still be the person he loved the most in his life. If everything was guided by fate, then he would be grateful for such an encounter, that was what Fu Nanli believed. yuan to rip off the vixen Wen Qiao’s mask and expose her lies. Yet, there is nothing they can do to stop the 'wedding of the century' from taking place. Just like that, one hundred million yuan is gone in a flash! Uttering cries of anguish, the socialites simply can’t fathom why this is happening. "Everyone says Young Master Fu is shrewd and adept at scheming. Why did he fall for the deceitful little vixen?!” With an arrogant gaze, the man muses dotingly, “If I didn’t play along, how was I to abduct the little fox and take her home?”

Ding Jiashu · Urban
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Chapter 1416-drawing fire to oneself

what? " Wen Qiao massaged her temples. that Blondie just now, he won't die, right? "

I won't. Luckily, I stopped you in time. Wen Qiao, what's wrong? "

Wen Qiao shook her head. Chen Ning drove Wen Qiao's car and went home with her. Her hand was still bloody, so she went to the sink to wash it first before the two of them went into Wen Qiao's bedroom.

"You were quite scary just now." Chen Ning said bluntly.

"How am I scary?" Wen Qiao frowned.

to be honest, Wen Qiao, are you sick? "

Wen Qiao's frown deepened.

"It's an emotional disorder, a personality disorder, and a lack of self-control over his emotions."

"I didn't." Wen Qiao replied firmly.

Of course she didn't.

Chen Ning hesitated for a moment before saying,"I do."

And the scene of Wen Qiao beating someone to death was too similar to her, so she couldn't help but guess in this direction.

Wen Qiao fell into silence.

Chen Ning continued,"when you were beating him up, what were you thinking?"

Wen Qiao frowned. I don't know. I don't think he's thinking about anything. I just feel that the Blondie is asking for a beating. I want to teach him a good lesson.

It just so happened that her uncle had returned. Chen Ning's eyes lit up and she called out to him,"Help Wen Qiao take a look."

Su CE was nervous,'Qiao, what's wrong? Is she feeling uncomfortable? Do we need to call Fu Nanli over?"

Su CE thought it was some kind of postoperative reaction.

no need, uncle, " Wen Qiao waved her hand. I'm fine with it.

Su CE looked at Chen Ning. Chen Ning wanted to say something but stopped, while Wen Qiao coldly said, alright, I'm a little tired. You can all leave.

Chen Ning and su CE were both kicked out of the room.

Su CE was not a sensitive person, so he could not detect anything.

"Professor su, can I talk to you?" Chen Ning asked.

"What do you want to say?"

just now, Wen Qiao saw me in a conflict with some people. She helped me out, but for some reason, when she hit someone, she couldn't hold back.

Su CE said indifferently, " Qiao has always been such a loyal person. But you. Why did you get into a conflict with someone again? " Are you a student or a hooligan?"

Chen Ning,"Wufu?"

How did he get himself into trouble?

"I'm Yingying!"

"Alright, don't fight so much in the future. Just don't drag Qiao down with you."

Chen Ning,

It was a feeling that a hundred mouths couldn't explain.

However, professor su obviously didn't want to waste his breath on her, so she didn't say anything more and left in grievance.

Su CE didn't take this matter seriously. Emotional disorders couldn't be the aftereffects of blood and bone marrow transplant. This was unheard of.

In the room, the setting sun was shrouding the room. Wen Qiao sat on the chair, her legs bent against the desk. There was still a trace of blood on her right thumb that hadn't been cleaned.

Frowning, she picked up a piece of tissue and wiped it hard.

The white paper towel was stained with bright red blood, which was a little glaring. Wen Qiao was in a daze.

Thinking about what Chen Ning had just said, he couldn't control his emotions?

That was impossible. She had always been a calm and self-controlled person. In fact, she was a little too rational.

She couldn't be like what Chen Ning said.

Then just now?

That Blondie really deserved a beating just now, so she didn't need to think too much about it.

She threw the tissue away, got up, and left the house.

During dinner, su CE asked her a few questions and gave her a physical examination.

Su CE's fingers were on her pulse. Wen Qiao was a little nervous, so nervous that she didn't even dare to breathe.