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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

The big boss met her mother without permission

Yu Shu cursed as she patted. I joined the Folk Music Club because I thought you guys had nothing to do. Every day, you treat me like a tool. Why do I have such a hard life? "

Wen Qiao glanced at her and smiled. sister, don't say so much. The post-production editing will make the work more difficult.

"Damn it, I'll forget about it since you're so beautiful," Yu Shu cursed.

The four of them took a total of five videos. Each of them took a solo video and an Ensemble Video.

The snow was falling heavily, and the scenery was beautiful.

The video was so beautiful that Yu Shu couldn't help but be impressed by the charm of folk music.

These few girls truly loved folk music and tried their best to interpret the beauty of folk music.

In fact, she admired these junior sisters from the bottom of her heart.

After that, Yu Shu sat in the pavilion and crossed her legs."I quit, I'm leaving."

Lu Youyou hugged her tightly. don't even think about it. You're a member of the Folk Music Club when you're alive and the soul of the club when you're dead. Don't even think about leaving after you've come in.

"So this is a tourist trap."

"I'll treat you to hotpot tonight, okay?"

"If you want to eat, then eat the best," Yu Shu squinted at her.

"No problem, the best hotpot restaurant. I've already made a reservation. Let's go."

Lu Youyou had originally planned to treat them to this meal. After all, she was the president. This kind of group activity should definitely be treated by the president.

When she ran to the cashier after eating, the cashier told her that the bill had already been paid by a boy in a sweater.

Lu Youyou ran over and pointed at Dong Yao. "Did you pay the bill?"

All the girls in the Folk Music Club looked at Dong Yao and said, " "Youyou said she'll pay the bill. Why are you rushing to buy it?"

yes, " he asked, " why would I rush to buy it? "

"So, why are you so eager to buy it?" Lu Youyou stared at him.

Five pairs of confused eyes stared at him. Dong Yao slapped his chopsticks down and said, " "I have money and I'm willing to buy it. Can't I?"

The four of them had an 'I see' expression on their faces. Lu Youyou was still quite unconvinced."I'm not short of money, okay?"

Dong Yao was too lazy to talk to her. next time, you'll treat. I won't snatch it from you.

Lu Youyou's face said,'that's more like it.'

Wen Qiao didn't like to post her life's selfies on social media, but Lu Youyou liked it.

Lu Youyou could post more than ten messages a day.

Hence, it was as if Fu Nanli had watched a live broadcast, and they had gone off to play separately.

Wen Qiao and the others stayed in Hangcheng for two days. They took the cable car, burned incense, and enjoyed the lake.

She arrived home at 6 pm the next day.

The snow had stopped, and there was a thick pile of snow in the corner of the door. The courtyard door was open, and the living room light was on. She was wearing a Red Hat and carrying a suitcase. The moment she pushed the door open, she thought she had seen wrong.

Choking on the cold wind, Wen Qiao couldn't help but start coughing. The man stood up and walked towards her. Wen Qiao looked at her mother nervously and uneasily.

Fu Nanli reached out and grabbed her wrist. Wen Qiao leaned back slightly, looking at Fu Nanli, not daring to move.

He patted her back with his broad hand. you haven't recovered from your cold yet, and you ran out to play on a snowy day. Did you catch a cold again? "

Her posture and tone were extremely intimate. Wen Qiao whispered, " "What are you doing here?"

His gaze swept across her face and his hand tightened slightly. "Can't I come?"

In her panic, Wen Qiao didn't notice the questioning tone in his voice. my mother doesn't know about ran ran.

He had already dragged her into the living room. The door was closed, and the air conditioner was on in the room, making it rather warm. Wen Qiao was thinking of an excuse as she untied the scarf around her neck.