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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 respected teacher muyue

no, no, no. Wen Qiao, nineteen years old, a beautiful young lady. Her life should be smooth sailing, and she should have never encountered any setbacks in her relationship. She's a winner in life with no social experience. She can't possibly have any inspiration if she's in a hurry. Brother Hao, you're lying to me, right? "

"I'm not sure. If you still don't believe me, I'll call her over."

The news on the internet was getting more and more intense, and Wen Qiao couldn't sit still any longer. Song Hao called her, and without a word, she went to hai Mao company.

The company's interior was decorated in a Baroque style. As she walked through the postmodern-styled courtyard, she saw song Hao welcoming her at the door.

The corridor was filled with large posters of the company's artists. The largest poster on the wall at the end was Shang fan's.

Hai Mao's first brother had to be very dignified.

In Shang fan's studio, song Hao pushed open the door and entered with Wen Qiao. Shang fan immediately stood up, his whole body was filled with two words-respect.

"If there's anything you want to ask Ms. Muyue, just ask," song Hao chuckled.

Shang fan couldn't believe it. are you really mu Yue? "

otherwise, brother Hao would send me money for no reason. Do you run a Charity Hall in hai Mao? "

"Do you still have any evidence to prove that you're mu Yue?"

With one hand in her pocket, Wen Qiao glanced at him. "How do you prove it?"

"Compose a song in front of me. A simple one will do."

"Alright," replied Wen Qiao.

After all, she had composed many songs in her previous life, and she still had a lot in her mind.

Wen Qiao still pretended to think for a moment, then opened up the SL studio on Shang fan's computer and began to compose.

Her fingers flew across the keyboard from time to time, and the mouse clicked.

Shang fan and song Hao watched the entire process from both sides.

Song Hao's face was full of admiration. As expected of the person he had chosen.

Shang fan looked surprised. This arrangement was very unique. It was in the R&, B, and dark style. She had come up with it so easily that he could not help but be impressed.

A song that was only half a minute long was done just like that. Shang fan could be considered a musical talent, so he naturally knew that she did not recite a ready-made song or imitate any song that was already on the market.

This was a completely new song.

It was very unique, the composition was amazing, the sound was not too decadent, and it did not cater to the market too much.

Only then did he really believe that Wen Qiao was mu Yue.

Wen Qiao let go of the mouse in her hand and leaned against the back of the chair. She looked at the man in front of her. do you believe that I'm mu Yue now? "

It was as if she was in control of the entire scene.

Shang fan's expression immediately became respectful. teacher mu Yue, I was presumptuous before.

Once he had the support of teacher mu Yue's identity, Shang fan would only have respect for Wen Qiao. He would never dare to have any thoughts about this talented woman.

"Then, I'll have to trouble brother Hao to quickly make a statement." Wen Qiao looked at song Hao.

"I'll get the PR department to prepare a statement and send it to Shang fan's studio in a moment."

After a while, the public relations department prepared a statement and released it.

@ Shangfan studio: shangfan will be releasing an EP before Christmas. He is currently devoted to his music career. The love rumors are false. The two songs in his EP have elements of traditional folk music, so he has a certain degree of communication with the students of Central Conservatory of Music. Thank you for your concern. It will not take up too much public resources. I hope everyone will focus on shangfan's music, thank you!

Shang fan personally sent down a fan group, indicating that it was only a work consultation and did not involve any romantic feelings. He also hoped that everyone would not accuse innocent people.

The fans who had been crying 'their house collapsed' two days ago were instantly healed after receiving a shot of cardiac stimulant from the main character.