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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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The older brother is looking for the younger brother

Wen Chi: " I'm fine with it. But the competition will be going on for a few days. Doesn't someone miss brother-in-law? "

Wen Qiao narrowed her eyes at him. if you need your sister to beat you up at an altitude of 30000 feet, just say so.  

Wen Chi pursed his lips. you won't allow me to tell the truth. You're too overbearing.

The plane was about to take off, and Wen Mo's breathing was rapid. Wen Qiao consoled him, " "Don't be nervous, big sister is here."

Wen Chi pinched his throat. sister, I'm scared too. You should comfort me too.

Wen Qiao pinched his face. if you continue to be mischievous, I'm really going to show the stewardess how I usually beat you up.  

She then turned around and held Wen Mo's hand, saying softly, " "I told you to stay in Haicheng, but you insisted on following me."

Wen mo held his sister's hand tightly. I want to be with you.

don't look out of the window. It won't be so scary when we fly steadily.

Wen Mo closed his eyes, his eyelids trembling. Wen Qiao consoled him in a soft voice.

Wen Chi took out his own PSP game console. "Little Mo, I won't be nervous anymore after a game."

Wen Qiao replied,'how can he be in the mood to play games now? You go ahead and play."

Wen mo finally relaxed when the plane finally stabilized.

The journey was smooth and they arrived at Busan's Jinhai International Airport. Wen Qiao sent a message to Fu Nanli and her mother to inform them that she was safe.

Fu Nanli, who had received the message, replied with a 'got it', then put down his phone and said, " "Let's start the car."

Old Hu drove towards the direction of the af club. When he arrived at Jingnan road, the car stopped outside the small courtyard.

Qin bei opened the door for Fu Nanli. He got out of the car, buttoned up his suit, and entered the small courtyard.

When grandma Gu saw Fu Nanli, her expression froze for a moment. Her ah Xiao used to look very similar to this man. She didn't need to think to know that this man was the young master of the fu family.

She put down the loofah in her hand and was a little at a loss. Sir, Wanwan, who are you looking for? "

"I'm looking for Gu Xiao, is he here?"

"Yes, yes, Xiao, someone is looking for you."

When Gu Xiao came out, he saw Fu Nanli standing in the courtyard. He was tall and had one hand in his pocket, exuding an oppressive aura with every gesture. Although there seemed to be a faint smile on his face, he still made people feel like they were a thousand miles away.

He had never been like this before, standing face to face with Fu Nanli. The November sun in Haicheng was still very warm, and the leaves on the grapevines were gradually turning yellow. He stood under the low eaves, speechless for a moment, unable to say a word.

"Let's talk inside."

As expected, young master Fu was still used to giving orders. This sentence was not a question.

Gu Xiao followed him into the house.

Grandma Gu was a little nervous and stood guard outside. There were two tall and strong bodyguards. If they really fought, her Xiao would definitely not be a match.

In the small living room, the leather sofa was covered with a floral cushion. The furniture had a sense of age, but it was clean and tidy. There was a clock on the wall, and the second hand was ticking.

Fu Nanli sat on the single-seater sofa with his long legs crossed, feeling as comfortable as if he was at home.

the PGC competition starts the day after tomorrow, did you know that? "

Gu Xiao's expression was one of shock. did you come to me just to say this? "

Fu Nanli gracefully fiddled with the hem of his suit. "What else can I say to you?"

Gu Xiao was furious, but there was nothing he could do. Just as he was about to speak, Fu Nanli said, " let's put aside the conflict between you and me. How did the people in the af club treat you? "