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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

Sit beside me

that's Wanwan. Fu Nanli was the first to speak, his gaze directed at Shang fan.

"Mr. Fu, you don't recognize him?" producer Xu immediately asked. "That's Shang fan, and we'll be giving him the ending song for our movie this time. Beside him is mu Yue, a rather well-known composer in the industry. She receives very good market response every time she works with Shang fan, and the industry is laughing about how they're going to save the domestic entertainment music industry."

Wen Qiao massaged her temples.'Hey, uncle, you should stop talking.'

Fu Nanli almost crushed the glass in his hand. He looked at Wen Qiao."Ms. Muyue, it's a pleasure to meet you."

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Fu." Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile.

Not to be outdone, Xie Fei took the bottle of wine from the waiter's hand and was about to pour Fu Nanli some wine when Fu Nanli raised his hand and lightly tapped the edge of the table. "Let teacher muyue sit beside me."

Everyone was stunned.

Xie Fei's face turned pale.

Who said that young master Fu didn't get close to women? not only did he like women, but his taste wasn't good either. How could she get out of this situation?

After all, producer Xu was a smart person, so he quickly pulled Xie Fei and said, " then, Xiao Xie can sit beside me. Ms. Muyue, you can sit beside Mr. Fu.

there's no need to go through so much trouble, " Wen Qiao said, resting her chin on her hand. just sit like this.

The crowd fell into a panic for the second time.

Did mu Yue not want to live anymore, daring to offend the big investors in the entertainment industry?

Xie Fei's face turned ashen.'This little girl is really good at playing along. She's an expert.'

Producer Xu walked over with a flattering smile on his face. Xiaomu, Qianqian, quickly sit next to Mr. Fu.

He was someone that many female celebrities in the entertainment industry could not get close to. This little girl was still too young and insensible.

The dozen or so people around the large round table were all staring at Wen Qiao, causing her scalp to go numb. It was as if if these people would immediately roll up their sleeves and beat her up if she didn't sit beside Fu Nanli, lecturing her for being insensible.

The Big Shot in the seat of honor looked at her with an extremely gloomy expression.

Wen Qiao could only brace herself and stand up. She walked to Fu Nanli's side, then sat down gently, turning to smile at him.

Fu Nanli's face was cold, and he didn't acknowledge her goodwill.

The corners of Xie Fei's mouth couldn't help but curve up. She guessed that young master Fu just thought she was young and pretty and wanted her to have a meal with him, but he didn't think too highly of her.

At most, he would only be a drinking partner.

The service staff stood behind Fu Nanli with a bottle of wine, wanting to pour him some. Fu Nanli said indifferently, " "Let her pour."

Wen Qiao took the bottle of wine and poured it for her.

Wen Qiao held the wine bottle in one hand and secretly held Fu Nanli's hand under the table with her other hand. She was probably trying to make peace.

This scene was seen by Fei Xie, who was sitting next to producer Xu.

F * ck, is she shameless? this mu Yue really has a foxy face. She's already seducing me the first time we meet. She's really going all out.

Fu Nanli pushed Wen Qiao's hand away without a word.

Xie Fei secretly sized him up and couldn't help but cheer in his heart.

You deserve it. You really think young master Fu likes you?

Wen Qiao pursed her lips and glanced at Fu Nanli. Her side profile was so cold that it kept people at arm's length. Wen Qiao obediently poured him some wine and no longer touched him.

They were all here to discuss work, so she didn't want to please young master Fu with his double standards.

When Wen Qiao held his hand secretly, Fu Nanli's heart was burning with a ball of fire. Now that she was sitting there obediently and obediently, he still felt uncomfortable.

Producer Xu ignored the subtle and strange atmosphere, picked up his glass, and said, " welcome, Mr. Fu. Let's toast to Mr. Fu.

Wen Qiao picked up her wine glass cooperatively, planning to follow the crowd and give him a toast. Fu Nanli glanced at her and said, " "Don't drink it."