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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

Fu Nanli's father

Right now, she had Fu Nanli's shares and Cosmo's shares.

Her goal was to become bigger and stronger. First, she would be the richest woman in China, then the richest woman in Asia, and finally, if she was lucky, she might even become the richest woman in the world.

A pentagram?

Hehe, she was not interested.

Fu Nanli's gaze was dark. I hope he xihuai will stop having wishful thinking because of this.  

"I hope so," Wen Qiao replied.

Fu Nanli immediately saw the wound on her arm.

After all, how could he not be injured when he was fighting against so many people?

Fu Nanli rolled up her sleeves to take a look. There were quite a few bruises on her arms and back, and they looked like they were caused by a heavy blow from a wooden stick.

"They did this?"

"If not, would I have done it myself?" Wen Qiao replied nonchalantly.

Fu Nanli applied some medicine for her to improve blood circulation and dispel blood clots."Did he hit you with a wooden stick?"

Wen Qiao nodded. yes, I wasn't prepared. There were a lot of them, so I took two hits. Only those two hits hurt a little, but the rest are fine.

Fu Nanli's heart clenched in panic.

Those people, he would make them spend the rest of their lives in prison.

In the he family's mansion, he xihuai sat on the leather sofa and smoked in the dark.

"Miss Ling ning has been taken away by the police."

Teresa reported in full detail.

"Yes, I know."

"Do we need to inform the police here?" Teresa asked carefully.

After all, she was someone that Sir had trained for more than ten years. Was she really going to jail?

He xihuai's eyes seemed to be covered in ice. "What do you mean?"

Teresa was stunned. She knew that she had said the wrong thing and didn't dare to make a sound.

she almost caused Wen Qiao's death. Do you think I should tolerate her? "

"No, it's not like that," Teresa said.

In Mr. He's case, it was really only the newbies who laughed and the old who cried. Ling ning could only be said to be unlucky.

She was not destined to inherit the pentagram.

don't you think that Wen Qiao is still too humane now? " he xihuai spoke again.

The sinister voice made Teresa's scalp tingle.

Compared to Sir, Wen Qiao was definitely too humane. However, that girl was actually calm and rational enough.

He wouldn't be a normal person if he kept calm.

He xihuai tapped the cigarette ash. it's time to take action.  

Teresa's heart tightened.

Half a month later, Wen mo participated in the finals of Sea city, and Wen Qiao recorded it with him.

As the new year approached, Haicheng was freezing cold.

During the break, Wen Qiao went to the washroom with Si Yu.

Now, Si Yu didn't dare to leave Wen Qiao's side.

When she came out of the washroom, Wen Qiao saw a familiar figure.

In a daze, she felt that that person seemed to be Fu Nanli's father.

Fu Nanli had shown her his father's photo before, and he looked quite similar to Fu Nanli.

The man was wearing a gray coat and still looked as handsome as ever. Wen Qiao hurriedly chased after him in the crowd.

don't worry. Si Yu grabbed her hand. aren't you going back to the recording studio? "

"I saw someone I know, so I went to take a look."

Si Yu thought that since this was the television station and there were so many people, there shouldn't be any problems. Thus, he followed Wen Qiao and walked forward.

In an empty recording studio, the lights were on. Wen Qiao pushed the door open and saw the man sitting in the first row of the audience.

Wen Qiao walked down the stairs one by one.

The floor was covered with a red carpet, and the light from the stage was a little glaring. Her heart was beating fast, and when she reached the first row, she stopped.