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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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1477 Chs

Your girlfriend is not weak

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Liang Chen was enraged.

"She was the one who said it," Yu Shu pointed at Jin Xuan.

"Yingluo, even if I said it, you can't hit me, right?" Jin Xuan said guiltily.

Yu Shu shrugged and said,"why can't I hit people?" You spread rumors and I hit people. We're on the same level."

The head of state had a headache. it's not right to spread rumors. It's also not right to hit people. All of you, write me a letter of reflection.

Fang duo was unconvinced. they started it. Why do we have to write a self-reflection? "

"Then why don't you handle it privately? They're suing you for spreading rumors, and you're suing them for fighting?"

Fang duo was unwilling. She also knew that she wouldn't be able to gain any advantage that way.

The most detestable thing was this lousy school. After taking 20 million from Wen Qiao, they no longer unconditionally sided with her. If it were in the past, they would definitely punish Wen Qiao and the others without asking for the reason.

How hateful!

"Can everyone write their own reflection?" The Department Director also had a headache. He could not offend either side. This was the best way.

Fang duo gritted her teeth, I know.

"Can you guys write it?" the Dean asked Wen Qiao.

"Alright, we'll write it."

then go ahead and write it. It can't be less than 800 words.

"What?" Yu Shu shouted. 800 words? That's too much."

The director slammed the table and said,"do you think we're buying vegetables at the market?" Haggling?"

we'll do it. Wen Qiao pulled everyone out. we will.

In the corridor, Zhuang Yan called out to Wen Qiao. There was a nail mark on her left cheek, and it was unknown who had scratched it during the scuffle.

"Are you alright?"

"I'm fine," replied Wen Qiao nonchalantly.

"There's an injury here," Zhuang Yan pointed at her face.

I'm fine, " Wen Qiao touched it nonchalantly. I'll be fine in two days.

Wen Qiao was dragged away by Lu Youyou and the others. Zhuang Yan looked at her back view. The corridor was long, with ivory white pillars on one side and verdant green on the other.

After turning a corner, her back finally disappeared.

Zhuang Yan lowered his head and chuckled. At least he could talk to her normally now. It was an improvement.

She probably only treated him as an ordinary alumnus.

Schoolmate, what a heartless word.

The six people from the folk music Building were sprawled on the table writing their reflections. Only Song Yu, who was left behind by the professor to discuss the competition later, could not make it in time for the group fight.

Seeing them all write their self-reflection, Song Yu even felt a little regretful. sigh, it's good that I'm here. We have to go through thick and thin together.

Wen Qiao shook her head. What kind of people were they?

Fu Nanli had sent her a WeChat message, saying that he was waiting for her at the back door.

Wen Qiao took the two pieces of A4 paper, left the school, and got into his car.

She had just sat down when Fu Nanli's hand reached over and pinched her chin, staring at the scratch marks on her face. "What's going on?"

"I had a physical conflict with a classmate," Wen Qiao replied.

"Did you get into a fight?"

Wen Qiao chuckled. it's not really a fight. It's just a small conflict.  

"Who hit you?"

Wen Qiao gave up struggling. it's just a small conflict between my classmates. I didn't lose out. They didn't get any advantage.

"You didn't suffer any losses?"

How could young master Fu not be worried? in his eyes, although Wen Qiao was a little cunning, she was definitely relatively weak and obedient. He was worried that she would be bullied.

He still didn't know that his well-behaved and beautiful little girlfriend was a socialite who could take on six people at once.

"I really didn't suffer any losses." Wen Qiao nodded.

in the future, remember to use legal weapons to protect yourself. Don't fight anymore.