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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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Sent to the wrong address

Wen Qiao smiled guiltily at him,'I said I sent it to the wrong person? Do you believe me?"

The man stood up with his arm around her waist. Wen Qiao's feet felt light as he carried her up and placed her on the sofa. The moment she looked up, she saw Fu Nanli holding onto the sofa's armrest with his other hand by her side. She was completely wrapped in his embrace. The moment she lifted her head, she would be able to touch the tip of his nose.

"Who were you planning to send it to?" He spoke in a low voice, as if he was touching the tip of her nose with the tip of his nose. His voice seemed to be murmuring.

Wen Qiao didn't dare to move. Her eyes darted around as she pondered and speculated on what she should say to make Fu Nanli happy.

After thinking about it, he decided to tell the truth so that his lies wouldn't be full of loopholes.

"I was going to send it to Yu Shu." Wen Qiao innocently used her gaze to look at him, her eyes full of sincerity.

It was especially alluring.

"Yushu?"

The man's eyes were a little confused.

Wen Qiao,'brother Nanli, can you be more attentive? Yu Shu, we're from the Folk Music Club. You even went to her house to persuade her Grandpa to let her brother join the club."

"Oh, it's that person."

"Why would I send it to her?"

Wen Qiao carefully placed her hand on his shoulder, testing his mood. I suspect that someone is supporting someone from our school and trying to suppress me. It was Xu Lu before, and now it's Fang duo. Someone even went to Song Yu but was rejected. I just want to find out who is supporting those people and why they are targeting me.

Fu Nanli's gaze turned cold.

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat. Why was he angry?

There was nothing wrong with this statement.

"You're going to take risks again? Why didn't you tell me?"

Last time, he was relieved that she knew to look for him if something happened. Now that she had encountered such a situation and put herself in danger, what did a boyfriend not have to do? Didn't the influential boyfriend have no confidence in his ability?

"I can't always ask you for help," Wen Qiao said softly.

Even if they were really a couple, they shouldn't be like this.

He was strong, but she was not weak.

He was busy with work, and she wasn't the kind of weak and helpless little girl who would ask for help from her boyfriend whenever something happened.

"Why can't I?" His tone was domineering, and he seemed to be unwilling to let her off.

Wen Qiao's fingers landed on his neck, gently caressing it. you're very busy. You have your own things to do. I don't want to trouble you.

"Nothing is more important than you." His rough thumb gently grazed her cheek.

The dim yellow light gently swept down from the brim of the hat. His eyes were deep, and his tone was solemn. He did not seem to be joking at all.

Wen Qiao's heart swelled up, she was touched.

"I only went to the gym with Yushu and found Yihua's President, he Mei's fitness coach. I wouldn't do anything dangerous."

She would only do it if she had absolute confidence in protecting herself.

"And then? What are you guys planning to do?"

"Yu Shu said she wanted to hook up with the coach and ask him if he Mei had introduced any friends to her."

"Hook up?"

yes, she doesn't know how to, so I found some popular science on the internet and wanted to send it to her. I didn't expect that my hand would tremble and I sent the wrong message. It's your fault for sending me the message at that time.

Fu Nanli narrowed his eyes, half-kneeling by her legs. "How did the higher-ups teach you?"

Wen Qiao picked up her phone, opened the link, and showed it to him. "Didn't you see it yourself?"

"Read it to me."