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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 · Urbano
Classificações insuficientes
1477 Chs

Fu Nanli is the only one

The car window was half-open, and Fu Nanli alighted. He watched as she entered the small courtyard and leaned against the low courtyard wall, looking at her.

Wen Qiao had thought about it carefully. She had an impression that when the pain was unbearable, someone should have entered the club. After that, she asked Wen Chi and the others if they went to the seafood buffet that night.

Wen Chi said that brother Dong went to the small Mahjong house to watch people play cards as usual. Gu Xiao didn't like dinner parties, so he didn't go either.

That was why she felt that the person was Gu Xiao.

There was a grape vine in the small courtyard, and it bore green fruits. The fruits were still very small, and under the blue sky, they were green and tender.

Gu Xiao and his grandmother were having breakfast at a small table.

The old Madam was overjoyed to see Wen Qiao and greeted her warmly, " "Little girl, why have you come?"

"Um, I have something to ask Gu Xiao," Wen Qiao smiled.

"Aiya, why do you look so pale?" Grandma Gu looked at her worriedly.

Wen Qiao's face was pale, and there was no color on her lips. She looked like she was seriously ill. Gu Xiao glanced at her, then lowered his eyes again. He tightened his grip on his chopsticks as he recalled the scene of her falling in the heavy rain that night.

He actually felt a little short of breath.

He adjusted his emotions and looked up at Wen Qiao. "What is it?"

"The night before yesterday, before seven o 'clock, did you go back to the club?" She coughed a few times after saying a few words. Her tonsils were inflamed, so even if she was discharged, she had to continue to take medicine.

Wen Qiao looked at Gu Xiao's face carefully, not missing a single expression. Gu Xiao's expression didn't change at all, and he was puzzled, " "Eh? The night before? No, it was raining heavily, so I left early. What's wrong?"

When he spoke, he looked straight into Wen Qiao's eyes without any hesitation.

Wen Qiao laughed, her voice hoarse, showing a rare weakness. Oh, nothing much. I was just asking. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave. Sorry for disturbing your breakfast. Goodbye, grandma.

The old lady waved at her happily.

As Wen Qiao walked out of the courtyard, Fu Nanli wrapped his arm around her slim waist. The two of them got into the car, and the black Maybach drove away slowly from the courtyard.

When the sound of the engine faded away, grandma looked at Gu Xiao."Why would I lie? Didn't you go back the night before and say that you didn't turn off your computer? Isn't it at seven o 'clock?"

Gu Xiao lowered his eyes. grandma, let's eat. If Wen Qiao asks, just answer her as I said.

Grandma was a little anxious,"why did you lie?" Did you do something bad? Ah Xiao, you must be honest and kind. You can't learn from your mother, understand?"

Gu Xiao pressed on his grandmother's hand and smiled at her. "Grandma, I won't learn from her. Don't worry, don't worry."

After returning to his room, Gu Xiao looked at the calendar and lowered his eyes. He seemed to be shrouded in loneliness.

He remembered what he had said to his teacher, professor su.

Professor su had said,'ah Qiao can't leave Fu Nanli for 13 days, or she'll die.'

He said,'I'm fu Nanli's younger brother. Does that mean I'm the same as Fu Nanli? as long as I'm by her side, I can cure her illness?'

Professor su: " you can't. You can only be Fu Nanli. Perhaps you'll only be able to temporarily replace him when your body is stained with his blood.

Gu Xiao looked at the Chinese parasol flowers outside the window in a daze. In this world, no one needed him, not a single one, not a single one.