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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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This damn boyfriend power

She was still in the middle of lecturing Lu Youyou and Fang Yu when Fu Nanli called her. are you done with school? The car is parked at the back gate of the school."

yes, " Wen Qiao switched to " cute girl " within a second. I'll be there right away.

It made Lu Youyou feel that Qiao was a natural-born actress.

It was raining outside.

Lu Youyou held up an umbrella and sent Wen Qiao to the back door. At the entrance of the convenience store was a France parasol tree with tender leaves. Behind it was a bus stop, and beside the stop was a very fluffy cherry blossom tree. When the bus entered the station, the roof of the bus brushed past the cherry blossom branches, and the petals and leaves fell together with the raindrops, landing on the big black umbrella that Fu Nanli was holding up.

Wen Qiao was a little dazed by the sight. She stepped into a small puddle by the side of the road. Fu Nanli rushed over and held her up. Wen Qiao's black leather shoes had long been drenched.

He held the umbrella in one hand and wrapped his other hand around her waist, lifting her up with one hand.

Lu Youyou sighed in her heart,'this damn boyfriend power!

Old Hu hurriedly opened the car door and took the umbrella from Fu Nanli. Fu Nanli gently placed her in the car seat and got in with her. Wen Qiao stuck her head out of the window to bid Lu Youyou farewell.

The cherry blossom rain was still falling, falling outside the car window behind him. The air was mixed with the freshness of spring rain, and Wen Qiao felt that his deep eyes were so gentle that they seemed to melt.

Fu Nanli bent over and grabbed her ankle.

Now, Wen Qiao wouldn't be on guard against any sudden movements from him. She only lowered her head curiously. what's wrong? "

"Your feet are wet, don't you know?"

"I'll go back and change into a pair of shoes and socks," Wen Qiao replied nonchalantly.

"Old Hu, turn on the heater."

The temperature in the car rose very quickly. Fu Nanli took off her leather shoes, then removed her half-wet socks.

His beautiful child had beautiful feet, white toes, and pink nails.

Fu Nanli drew two tissues and wiped her feet for her. His expression and actions were gentle, and Wen Qiao could even see a hint of sincerity in them.

It was just that Wen Qiao felt uneasy to have a noble young master like him personally help her wipe her feet. She shrank her feet back."It's fine. It's not as cold as winter now."

The man's big hand held her ankle tightly and his voice was deep."Don't move,"

Extreme S!

People couldn't help but submit to his orders, so Wen Qiao obediently stopped moving.

He carefully and patiently wiped her feet, and the tissue was thrown into the small trash can in the car.

After a while, the car stopped. Wen Qiao looked up and saw that the car was parked below his apartment.

Old Hu held up the umbrella and helped them open the car door. Fu Nanli carried her with one hand, as if he was carrying a child. With the other hand, he carried her shoes and socks and got out of the car.

Wen Qiao leaned on his shoulder and said more than once, " "Let me come down and walk."

The man ignored her and strode into the elevator. He pressed the floor button, exited the elevator, entered the password, entered the door, and carried her with one hand. His breathing did not even get heavier.

His arm strength was astonishing!

He placed Wen Qiao on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Although he lived on the 12th floor, there was a large terrace outside the living room, with all kinds of plants, just like a small courtyard. The rain fell on the new green plants, and she sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The composition of the picture was extremely beautiful.

Fu Nanli turned around and entered the bedroom. Not long after, he returned with a new pair of socks. It wasn't a pair of Male Socks, but a pair of female ones.

He had prepared some of her daily necessities for her.