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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

The stormy flight stops

He xihuai was in his big villa, watching the scene on the huge TV. He snorted. you can't break this glass no matter how hard you kick. Just accept your fate.

One of Wen Qiao's legs got tired from kicking, so she switched to another leg.

He xihuai was sitting in his big villa, watching the person in the video kick the window.

It was boring and monotonous, but Wen Qiao didn't stop at all, playing until three in the morning.

"Is she a girl?"

He xihuai asked.

Trembling with fear, Teresa said, " Wen Qiao is indeed a real girl.

then why can she kick the window for three hours straight? "

"She seems to have some Foundation in martial arts."

He xihuai's face was extremely gloomy.

don't worry, Sir, " Chris said. she won't be able to break the glass even if she kicks it for three days and three nights.

Even though Chris had said so, he xihuai was still worried and stayed in front of the TV all night.

Just like that, he witnessed the woman kicking the glass all night.

At five in the morning, Wen Qiao was finally tired and fell to the ground, panting. She looked at the glass in front of her and tutted. "It's really sturdy."

He xihuai's face had long turned livid. How could a crazy woman have such good physical strength?

Wen Qiao sat down and rested for a moment, then picked up the bread and water at the side and casually took two bites.

There was a yard outside the house, and there was a big tree in the yard. Its leaves were so luxuriant that it almost blocked the view of the main road.

She took a closer look. There was a black thing on the branch of the big tree. It seemed to be some kind of camera, and someone was monitoring her.

She held the bottle of water in one hand and pointed her middle finger at the camera with the other.

He xihuai looked at the middle finger through the camera with a dark look in his eyes. He also flipped over the breakfast the Butler had brought him."You guys continue to keep an eye on her."

Wen Qiao took two sips of water and walked over to the large window. She reached out and patted it lightly. The two-layered glass didn't have a single crack after kicking it for an entire night. It was obviously tempered glass, so no matter how much she kicked, it wouldn't break.

Clearly, this was not a viable option.

She had turned off her phone. When she was locked up in this abandoned building last night, it still had 58% battery left. There was no signal, so it would only be a waste of battery if she kept her phone on.

She sat cross-legged on the ground and took out her phone. It had been a night, so Fu Nanli should be returning to Haicheng today. He would probably arrive in Haicheng tonight.

Would he be able to find her?

It should be very difficult.

Since the other party had thought of a way to lure her into this abandoned building, they must have taken all measures.

He had to think of another way.

At the same time, Fu Nanli was sitting in an airport in helsinki, frowning as he looked at the storm outside. The co-pilot poured a cup of coffee on the floor and said, " "The aviation Administration here has issued a notice that we can't fly for the time being."

Fu Nanli didn't reach out to take the coffee, his voice cold. "The weather report shows that the storm will last for two days."

"Yes," said the co-captain.

The co-pilot had given him the aviation weather report during the meeting, but he still came.

They were hoping that the storm would stop, but they had been waiting for five hours and there were no signs of it stopping. The airport had stopped and all flights were delayed.

That included Fu Nanli's.

But he couldn't wait. Today was already the fifth day. If the storm continued for two days, then it would be seven days.

He couldn't just sit and wait for death.

He turned around with the co-pilot following behind him, waiting for his instructions. "When the storm here has stopped and the airport is back in operation, I'll ask Captain Qian to make a flight for me."