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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 · 都市
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1477 Chs

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The people standing outside the car heard it clearly.

Her voice was gentle and coaxing, and she was quite submissive. She never thought that the young master would be so submissive in love.

Shi tianxue's expression froze for a moment. She thought to herself,'since Wen Qiao can do it, so can I. I'm not worse than Wen Qiao. When young master Fu gets tired of that person, it'll be my turn to take over.'

The car slowly drove away from the University of Aerospace Science and Technology's gymnasium. From the rearview mirror, Wen Qiao saw that the campus Belle was gradually getting further and further away. She glanced at Fu Nanli."Why would I be angry? Mr. Fu, you're so popular that it means you're outstanding."

I'm fine. Fu Nanli massaged his temples. I'll get even with Ji xiancheng later.

In short, he would never participate in any more job fairs in the future. He would not get involved in these Muddy Waters. If he really did not pay and put in the effort today, he would not know how to coax the little girl back when she was angry.

Fu Nanli sent Wen Qiao to the Central Conservatory of Music. At the school's back entrance, Wen Qiao got out of the car without any hesitation. She had just gotten out of the car and walked a few steps when she ran into a boy holding a bouquet of flowers, wanting to give it to her.

Wen Qiao was dumbfounded. This scene looked like she was jealous of Fu Nanli and had then carefully arranged this scene to take revenge on him.

She swore that she really did not arrange for this person to appear.

As expected, Fu Nanli, who was in the car, had a livid expression on his face. He sat in the car and didn't get out. He even got old Hu to drive the car forward, stopping right next to Wen Qiao and the guy with fresh flowers in his hands.

At a glance, the boy was quite handsome, slightly taller than Wen Qiao, and his face was full of nervousness.

Fu Nanli looked at Wen Qiao teasingly.

Wen Qiao knew that there were many suitors in the school and even the entire university town, so she didn't want to be too harsh. After all, there was nothing wrong with liking someone.

"You should know that I have a boyfriend, right?" she said in a low voice.

"They all say that you're not suitable for him," the boy mumbled.

Although her voice wasn't loud, it still drifted into Fu Nanli's ears. The veins on his forehead throbbed, and his expression darkened. His entire body exuded a cold air as if winter had arrived.

The temperature in the car dropped by several degrees, and Qin bei, who was sitting in the front row, felt a chill at the back of his head.

"What's inappropriate about it?" Wen Qiao asked with a fake smile.

"We think he's older than you by nine years. When you're 30, he'll be 40. Men don't have much energy when they're 40. It's better to find someone of the same age."

Young master Fu's face darkened even more. Qin bei felt that this boy was really good at adding oil to the fire and rubbing salt on the wound. There was a high chance that he was already on the young master's assassination list.

Wen Qiao hurriedly said, " I like older girls. They're good at dote on people. Besides, my boyfriend pays a lot of attention to exercising. His figure is much better than yours. He's very strong.

As she spoke, she felt that something was wrong. What was she talking about? It felt like he was driving in front of an outsider.

Fu Nanli finally couldn't help but get out of the car.

He was 1.88 meters tall, while that guy was at most 1.76. This was really a torture. Moreover, not only was Fu Nanli tall, he also had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He had a standard inverted triangle figure, a pair of long and straight legs, and his shirt had been specially rolled up by him. The lines of his forearms were smooth and beautiful, so much so that they were bursting with sexual tension.

He said he was old? How could young master Fu tolerate it when he was said to be physically weak?

Fu Nanli wrapped an arm around Wen Qiao's waist and pulled her into his arms. He looked down at the boy who had confessed so boldly."You want to court my girlfriend? have you asked for my permission?"