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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 · Urbain
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1477 Chs

Heart attack

you're sitting too close to the first-class cabin, " the man said fiercely. our Sir doesn't feel safe.

Wen Qiao understood. This was the bodyguard of a rich man in the first-class cabin. This was too much.

if he doesn't feel safe, then let him get off the plane. If he's capable, let him take his own private plane. This is a public place. I bought a ticket, and this is my seat. I don't care if he feels safe or not.

The burly man reached out to grab Wen Qiao's wrist, but Wen Qiao grabbed it with a backhand grip. Kacha!

The passengers next to her were all on tenterhooks, afraid that the young lady had been hurt by the foreign man.

Unexpectedly, the next second, the burly man covered his wrist in pain. His face was pale and he was sweating profusely.

Wen Qiao crossed her legs and looked at him coldly. alright, go back to your master. He's sitting in the first class with so many bodyguards. We don't feel safe yet. If he tries to meddle in other people's business and causes them to leave the first row, we'll make him get off the plane immediately.

Who spoiled her bad habit?

The bodyguard returned to the first class cabin in fear. Wen Qiao saw that the middle-aged wealthy man and his bejeweled wife both turned around to look at her.

His eyes were filled with disdain and contempt.

However, he didn't continue to cause her trouble.

The few passengers beside her all thanked her in a low voice, because they knew that if Wen Qiao compromised and went to the back to find a seat, that bodyguard would definitely let them all go to the back.

They had bought the tickets, so why did they have to be ordered around? just because they had more people? Just because they had money?

This foreigner was so arrogant here. He was really too much.

Very soon, Fu Nanli's deep and sexy voice came over the radio. Only then did Wen Qiao's anger gradually calm down.

The plane quickly flew high up in the sky. Zhao Yuan got a drink for Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao read a book and listened to music, occasionally passing by the passengers to look at the sea of clouds outside. She didn't take the matter of being expelled to heart.

After flying for about three hours, they were already on the surface of the sea. Wen Qiao decided to take a nap.

Just as she covered herself with the blanket and was about to close her eyes, she suddenly heard a commotion in the first class cabin.

Zhao Yuan hurriedly ran from the narrow aisle to the first-class cabin, comforting the passengers as she ran, " it's probably a passenger in the business class who has an acute illness. Don't worry, everyone.

Taking a plane these days, one would also be afraid of encountering some Desperado and causing trouble.

They were at sea, and it was impossible to force them to surrender. If they really encountered such an incident, everyone on the plane might die without a burial place.

Zhao Yuan was also afraid of this possibility. She rushed to business class and saw that the arrogant Dubai businessman was lying on the ground.

His wife, who was crying beside him, heaved a sigh of relief.

It was good that it was not a terrifying incident.

Zhao Yuan jogged over and asked the business class air stewardess, " "What's going on?"

sister che, this passenger seems to have a sudden heart attack. He came back from the bathroom and suddenly fainted. We have to make an announcement to see if there are any doctors on the plane. We have to give him first aid.

Zhao Zhu squatted down and asked the rich man's wife, " may I ask if he has a sudden heart attack? did you give him a quick-acting heart rescue pill before he fainted? "

The rich lady was flustered. he has heart disease. We gave him a heart-saving pill before he fainted, but he still passed out.