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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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Leading by a large margin

Wen Qiao coughed lightly. little brat, " she said. do you watch horse racing? "

"I don't want to read those," Shen Yan rolled his eyes at her.

alright, " Wen Qiao shrugged. if I win, what's the prize? "

"We'll talk after you win," Shen Yan said with disdain.

Wen Qiao gripped the reins tightly. then let me give you a good lesson, little brat. I'll let you know the cruelty of this society.

Shen Yan snorted.

"Let's begin!"

With that, the two horses galloped off at the same time. Wen Qiao did not ride very fast, but Shen Yan took the lead. Wen Qiao smiled. After all, she was already in her twenties. If she did not give a round to a nine-year-old child, the staff of the racecourse would say that she was bullying the young.

This mountain was huge, and it would take at least half an hour to make a round.

Soon, Shen Yan's back was out of sight. The two of them were followed by the staff of the racecourse in case of any accidents.

The staff member behind Wen Qiao said,"teacher Wen, are you afraid to ride too fast?" However, safety first."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Qiao suddenly flicked her whip, and the tall horse under her suddenly galloped forward. The staff member was shocked."Teacher Wen, safety first, don't be too fast."

However, his movements, posture, and courage were completely like that of a professional player. The staff was shocked and tried to rush him, but he couldn't catch up.

Shen Yan, who had left Wen Qiao far behind, turned back to take a look, feeling pleased with himself. Indeed, he was more powerful. Wen Qiao had brought this upon herself. Did she really want to torture him? He was still far from it.

The big trees in the mountains were lush and verdant, and occasionally, berries fell down. The wind in the mountains was not cool, and the sweat on his forehead rolled down and flew in the air.

All of a sudden, Shen Yan heard the sound of a horse's hooves behind him. He turned around in horror and saw Wen Qiao catching up to him. He felt that he had slacked off because he was in the lead. He immediately tightened his grip on the horse's back and waved the whip in his hand.

However, for some reason, the sound of horse hooves was getting closer and closer.

All of a sudden, Wen Qiao was riding alongside him. Wen Qiao smiled and looked at her, her voice mixed with the wind in the mountains and fields."Brat, I've let you walk for so long, and you've only reached here?"

Chen Yan's cheeks were puffed up. stop bragging. If you can't win, then you'll have to give in to me.

"Then I'll show you my true strength," Wen Qiao said with a raised brow.

She raised her whip with all her might, and the horse suddenly became half a body taller than Chen Yan's, then a body taller, and the distance between them gradually widened.

Shen Yan tried his best, but he couldn't catch up to her. He could only worry in his heart.

The staff member behind him reminded him loudly, " young master, do your best. Be careful, be careful.

At first, Shen Yan wanted to catch up to Wen Qiao, but after a while, Wen Qiao's horse made a turn on the mountain road and disappeared. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't catch up to her. He was so angry that he lost the desire to compete.

When he returned to the horse track, Wen Qiao and the staff were sitting under a big tree and eating watermelons.

Wen Qiao whistled at him,"brat, what took you so long?" I've been resting for a long time."

It was as if Chen Yan had just been fished out of the river. His head was covered in sweat, and he was panting heavily. His chest was so tight that he could hardly breathe.

The staff helped him off the horse. He pushed the staff away and walked to the shade.

"When did you arrive?"