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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 · Ciudad
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Chapter 1399-moved

She picked up the watermelon from the well and cut it into pieces. "Xiao Chi, go inside and ask Xiao mo to come out and eat watermelon together."

Wen Chi shouted at the window, " "Little Mo, come out and eat some melon."

The three teenagers sat on the long bench in a row. Wen Qiao gave each of them a piece of watermelon, and the three of them behaved like children.

Wen Chi was also easily satisfied and he began to giggle. He mumbled, " "Wen Qiao, you have to treat me so well from now on."

Wen Qiao raised her brows. it'll depend on your performance. You're as obedient as your two younger brothers. I'll definitely be good to you.

"That's so boring. We're like triplets. Everyone has to have their own characteristics. My characteristic is the wild, cool, and arrogant master Chi."

The few of them talked and laughed. Although Jun He did not quite understand, he also laughed along with them. He did not look like his former self at all.

At night, Su Yun sat by the bed and told him a story. Jun He's eyes were filled with happiness.

Wen Qiao entered his room and Su Yun went out. Xiao Junhe repeated the story that the Auntie had told him to Wen Qiao, and it was quite a decent story.

"Junhe, I have something to tell you."

Jun He listened to her obediently.

my sister is sick and needs Junhe's blood. It's not much, just 600 ml. You probably don't understand. It's to the extent that you can donate this blood and drink more bone soup to make up for it. Are you willing to do that? "

Jun He seemed to be reflecting on her words and only reacted after a while. He immediately stretched out his arm, " "I'll do it now, I'll do it now. As long as sister wants it, I can give it to sister."

Wen Qiao suddenly felt a lump forming in her throat. That child's sincere and urgent gaze, as well as the worry that he would lose his value if she went back on her word and didn't want him anymore, made her feel touched and heartache at the same time.

"Not now. Junhe's body is not strong enough."

Jun He's eyes suddenly dimmed, " "Is my blood unhealthy?"

Wen Qiao rubbed his head. no, Junhe's blood is very healthy. But if we draw his blood now, Junhe's body won't be able to take it.

"It's okay, sister. I'm fine."

He had always felt that he was useless, but he suddenly realized that he had something that his sister needed. He didn't want to waste a single moment and couldn't wait to give her what his sister needed.

Tears welled up in Wen Qiao's eyes. silly boy, I'm not in a hurry. You must eat well and recuperate well. Then, you can help me, okay? "

"Yes," Jun He nodded his head vigorously.

Wen Qiao adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner and covered him with a thin blanket. She left the room and sat at the door for a while, then lowered her head and smiled.

She and Junhe could be considered to have saved each other. He saved her, and she saved him. Her heart was full, and she felt that this kind of life was quite meaningful.

Two days later, Zhou Tao called Wen Qiao and told her that Yao qiwen had returned to the southern island and was back on set for filming.

There was a lot of debate on Yao qiwen's re-shooting online. Some felt that she had a problem with her personal integrity and should leave the entertainment industry, while others felt that her husband could forgive her, so what right did you people have to criticize her?

Of course, this had nothing to do with Wen Qiao.

As long as Yao qiwen didn't bother her, that was enough.

She and her uncle had worked together to treat Xiao Junhe's condition. It was rare for su CE to come across a case that even he was troubled by. His situation was too special.