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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 · สมัยใหม่
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It's not tiring to be with him

Unlike him, he never knew what to say to Zhou Tao.

He called her again.

Zhou Tao had just finished a bowl of abalone congee, and song Yuchen was helping her clear the trash. Zhou Tao said that there was no need, but song Yuchen insisted on helping her.

Her phone vibrated. Zhou Tao saw that it was Lu Wenzhou and song Yuchen happened to be right beside her. Without thinking, she hung up the call.

She didn't want others to know that she was still in contact with Lu Wenzhou. Even though they didn't contact each other often, she didn't want others to know.

Song Yuchen laughed. Why aren't you picking it up?"

it's a marketing advertisement. It's a little annoying. Thank you for sending me the porridge. It's very late now. You should go back.

Song Yuchen rubbed her head. "Zhou Tao, you don't have to be so distant with me. Even if we can't be a couple, we can still be friends. You really don't have to feel any pressure. I won't give you any pressure. It's my business that I like you. It's your choice that you don't have to like me. I won't hate you just because you don't like me. Don't be guarded against me, okay?"

Song Yuchen left after saying that. Zhou Tao stood by the door, stunned for a while.

Lu Wenzhou's phone rang again. Zhou Tao, who was sitting on the carpet, picked up the phone.

"You're not sleeping yet?" That was his first question.

"Yes, I was just about to sleep." She said.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, I didn't,"

"It's getting late. Have you gone back?" Zhou Tao said, embarrassed.

"Not yet,"

"What are you doing if you don't go back?"

Lu Wenzhou looked at the lunch box on the seat next to him and said in a deep voice, " "I said I'd bring you some food."

Zhou Tao had no choice but to tell him the truth, " Actually, song Yuchen has already sent me a bowl of porridge.

Lu Wenzhou could hear his own breathing getting heavier.

"I've eaten a bowl of abalone congee, so I probably can't eat anything else now."

song Yuchen went to visit you. You're on very good terms with him.

It wasn't a question. There was obvious envy in his tone.

he's good. He's a good person. I'm friends with him, so it's not tiring to talk to him.

This was like a knife to Lu Wenzhou's heart.

What she meant was that talking to song Yuchen wasn't tiring, but talking to Lu Wenzhou was.

"Yingluo is pretty good."

Lu Wenzhou was a little annoyed at his lack of words and reticence. He knew song Yuchen's personality. He also knew that girls liked that kind of personality. He knew that he had to be gentle and eloquent to girls. He knew that girls liked warm men.

He also clumsily went to learn, but the results he showed always seemed to be very forced.

Perhaps it was because the autumn night wind was too bleak, Zhou Tao could hear the loneliness in his voice. She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she suddenly told him her exact address.

It was not until the doorbell rang that she came back to her senses. What had she done?

However, she was the one who invited him here, so she couldn't just turn him away.

She opened the door and saw Lu Wenzhou standing outside with a paper bag in his hand.

"I've told you before, I've eaten. I can't eat anymore."

put it in the refrigerator. We'll eat it when we come back tomorrow night.

"Female stars are not allowed to eat supper every night, even if it's only porridge."