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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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Who should I protect if not her?

"Cousin, are you blaming us?" Sun Qiang said. You're so protective."

she'll be my wife in the future, " Fu Nanli said with a hint of a smile. if I don't protect her, who should I protect? "

we're really just having a casual chat, " Sun Wei replied. cousin, if you don't believe me, you can ask little Wen.

Wen Qiao finally gave Fu Nanli some face. "Yeah, we talked about Wen Jianmin and Zhong Hui fighting for the family inheritance."

Fu Nanli's expression darkened, and he looked at the two sisters. "Don't talk about this in the future."

The two sisters looked at each other and acknowledged her. Then, they said goodbye to the Butler and left the mansion.

After they left the mansion, the two of them snorted, " I can't stand people who tattle. Look at her frivolous appearance. I'd better hope that she'll always be favored.

that's right. She used that face to seduce our cousin. She can be so arrogant in front of us. She's really a villain.

"Don't lower yourself to her level, it'll only lower your status."

In the mansion, Wen Qiao's temples were still throbbing. It was too tiring to interact with this kind of girl. Every word she said had a deeper meaning to it. It was so tiring.

Fu Nanli brought her to the old Madam's room. Wen Qiao no longer performed acupuncture on her because the old Madam's Rheumatology had almost recovered. Wen Qiao prescribed her some warm and nourishing Chinese medicine and made her drink one dose a day.

The old lady did not need to thank her too much.

"It's just that the medicine is a little bitter." Old Mrs. Wen held Wen Qiao's hand and smiled kindly.

"You can eat some candied fruits."

"I'm getting on in years," Fu Nanli replied,"I can't eat too much sweet stuff."

I'm getting old, " the old lady complained. I can't do this or that. My life is so boring.

grandma, " Wen Qiao said, trying to divert her attention, " I've just learned a new massage technique. Let me give you a massage.

The old lady was like a child, her eyes full of curiosity."Really?"

She made the old lady sit on the sofa with a lot of strength. At first, the old lady couldn't bear her strength and said, " you child, you're using too much force. You don't look like a girl at all.

"Be gentler," Fu Nanli said.

"It's not effective if it's too light," replied Wen Qiao.

Old Mrs. Han wailed and begged for mercy, but Wen Qiao was like a teacher in a private school, not giving her any face at all.

The Butler and servants outside were worried and curious. They all stuck to the door to listen for any movements inside.

After that, old Mrs. Han stopped calling her that and kept on praising Wen Qiao. Aiyo, it's comfortable now. It doesn't hurt anymore. I just feel comfortable.

Wen Qiao smiled. I'll come over once a week to give you a massage. I guarantee that you'll feel comfortable all over.

"Can I apply for this benefit?" young master Fu was Jealous Again.

"Qiaoqiao is already tired enough after giving me a massage. Why don't you empathize with your girlfriend at all?" the old lady patted his hand.

What could young master Fu say? It could only be said so.

After Wen Qiao was done massaging old Mrs. Han's shoulders and neck, she left the residence with Fu Nanli.

"If the two sisters say something you don't like to hear, don't take it seriously."

"Mm," replied Wen Qiao,"I didn't take their words to heart."

their grandmother, who is also my grandmother's younger sister, passed away early, in her fifties. At that time, the two sisters were still young. They were raised by my grandmother's side for a few years, and she was very good to them.

Wen Qiao thought,'they were both raised by old Mrs. Han's side, but why are their personalities so different?'

Those two sisters were both showing off their family background, both openly and secretly, looking down on her background. However, Fu Nanli wasn't so frivolous towards others.