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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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1477 Chs

Worried that she would be caught

She took the mouse and swiped it on the page of Yihua Entertainment's industrial and commercial Bureau. The president and legal representative was a woman named he Mei.

It seemed like he would have to investigate he Mei's identity and her social network.

She at least needed to know who was secretly causing trouble behind the scenes.

Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win a hundred battles.

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Ever since he found out that Wen Qiao was a little liar, Fu Nanli had made some arrangements to prevent others from getting hold of her and disclosing this matter to his mother and grandfather.

It was a Saturday, and Fu Nanli was bringing Wen Qiao to the oil painting banquet hall in the city center to attend a dinner party.

The oil painting hall was brightly lit with dark golden lights. In front of the ivory-white corridor pillars, a black Maybach slowly came to a stop. The doorman immediately went forward to open the door. Fu Nanli alighted from the car, walked around the car to the other side, and opened the door for Wen Qiao.

Wen Qiao was wearing a long black coat that reached her ankles. She was in Fu Nanli's arms, and under the Vanity Fair's night sky, there was an additional touch of her beautiful and charming clothes.

After entering the oil painting hall, Fu Nanli helped Wen Qiao take off her outer coat. Inside, she was wearing a champagne gold mermaid-tail dress, revealing her fair and slender arms, and her figure was exquisite and well-proportioned.

As soon as he entered, he bumped into Lin mingshu and the group of Sea city's socialites.

The women were all dressed in expensive jewelry, and when they saw Wen Qiao, their gazes instantly became aggressive.

What about Wen Qiao?

Wen Qiao, on the other hand, was in the man's arms, like a weak and boneless calamity.

By Fu Nanli's side, she would always forget that she was a Man of Steel and bones who could carry a bucket of drinking water up to the fifth floor without panting.

Perhaps it was because Fu Nanli was too powerful that her strength seemed insignificant in front of him.

Qin bei led the way. young master, let's go to the second floor.

Fu Nanli walked in with Wen Qiao in his arms. In front of them, Qin bei was stopped by Lin mingxiao and the group of Haicheng's socialites.

Wen Qiao stopped in her tracks, wanting to see what Lin mingxiao was up to this time.

Lin mingxiao and the other socialites stood in front of Wen Qiao, blocking her way. They glared at Wen Qiao like tigers watching their prey. Wen Qiao touched her neck.

Sisters, this is no fun. Even if I abdicate my position, the seat next to Fu Nanli won't be yours.

Why did he have to block them again and again?

Lin mingxiao got straight to the point. young master Fu, I promise you that Wen Qiao definitely took advantage of your amnesia and lied that she's your girlfriend. She's a big liar through and through.

With Qin bei in between them, Fu Nanli said indifferently, " "Who is she?"

Lin Mingqian panicked. we've met several times. I'm Lin Mingqian. I have evidence. I hired a private detective to investigate Wen Qiao. I have a lot of evidence in my hands. Young master Fu, I'll never lie to you. You have to believe me!

The few socialites behind him were also staring at Fu Nanli with all sorts of sincere looks, pointing at Wen Qiao. "She's a liar, she's up to no good. Young master Fu, you can't be fooled by her appearance."

She persuaded him patiently and kindly.

Wen Qiao felt that she was really unpardonable.

Qin bei, " Fu Nanli said, " I'm paying you your salary. Can't you even stop a few women? "

"Please make way for our young master to go to the second floor," Qin bei immediately said.

Two more bodyguards walked up from behind. Lin mingshu and her good friends could only watch as Fu Nanli carried Huo Shui up the spiral staircase that was carved with flowers.

Wen Qiao turned around and glanced at them, her heart still palpitating with fear.

However, in the eyes of these socialites, this was a provocative look.