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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 · perkotaan
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Expressing her love

This time, he was fully prepared and came with the determination to win.

And when he went to the stable today, he saw that the rider of number 85 had changed to another little girl.

He felt that his chances of winning had increased.

But now, halfway through the race, horse No. 85 was still in the lead. He was a little anxious.

Although the old man didn't blame him for losing the competition last time, he was the number one in the world of horsemen. How could he lose face after losing to an unknown little girl again and again?

In a competition, one had to be focused. One's heart and mind had to move forward bravely. One couldn't be distracted and couldn't have distracting thoughts.

The more a newborn calf was, the more fearless it was and the more invincible it was.

On the last lap of the track, Wen Qiao held the reins tightly, her eyes focused and focused on the key points, determined to win.

And the rider beside her, number 36, kept looking at the girl.

The more he cared, the more flustered he was.

In the last 100 meters, the gap was gradually formed. The more anxious number 36 was, the more he didn't listen to his instructions.

The God of War seemed to be carrying his glory, running as fast as lightning towards the end.

Bang! A gunshot was heard at the finishing point.

In the VIP room, Qiu ya's face turned pale.

Wen Qiao won the match, with an absolute advantage of nearly two seconds.

The entire Stadium was in an uproar, and the shouts of number 85 almost shook the entire Stadium. Wen Qiao was the center of attention, and she even saw her dismount from her horse and run straight to the audience seats, only to be hugged by Fu Nanli.

The big screen locked onto the two of them.

They showed off their love in front of 20000 people, and even in front of millions of livestream viewers.

Qiu ya only felt that she was ridiculous. She had rushed over just to see someone show off their love in public.

She looked at the old master uneasily, but the expected anger did not appear.

The old man gently put down the telescope in his hand and chuckled."I really didn't expect this."

Uncle li quickly served him a cup of tea. I've never thought that little Wen would have such sports cells in this area.  

Qiu ya was depressed, but the old man didn't get angry. Did he even admire her?

Wen Qiao's bet was to his liking, and she won again.

She had no choice. She didn't have the talent for sports. She couldn't ride a horse to please the old man. She could only watch as her opponent continued to pursue her, and she was completely defeated.

"It's mainly because the horse was chosen well," Fu huaiyong said as he sipped his tea.

yes, yes, yes, " uncle li chimed in. if you pick a good horse, even a rider who knows nothing can win the championship.

In the audience stands, the big screen was cut open. At first, the director didn't know that he was the fu family's young master. In addition, he was handsome and Noble, and there was a scene of the champion embracing him, so the camera was cut to them.

He didn't expect the leader to rush into the broadcast room and order him to cut the scene immediately.

After all, both the fu family's old master and Prince were low-key people by nature. This was a live broadcast with millions of people watching.

The fu family's support for the horse racing business might be cut off.

"Young master, the camera has switched to another scene," Qin bei said in a low voice.

Fu Nanli caressed Wen Qiao's face gently. "You did well."

Wen Qiao couldn't contain the violent beating of her heart, the adrenaline in her brain couldn't calm down at this moment. At this moment, Wen Qiao was crazy and passionate. She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips in front of everyone.