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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 must be Fu Nanli's arrangement

Just as the school board was in a terrible fix, they received a request from Shang fan to invite the girls from the Folk Music Department to perform together.

Originally, the Chairman of the Board of Directors had planned to announce that he would not be recruiting students from the Folk Music Department next year, but when Shang fan's invitation was sent out, the notice was also suppressed.

On the afternoon of the freshmen welcoming party, Wen Qiao carried her violin case and waved her little hand. Shang fan has already arrived at the stadium. Let's go over and rehearse with him. Bring your own instruments.

The three of them were still skeptical. Shang fan? he's so popular. Would he agree to perform with us? "

"You'll know when you get there."

At the backstage of the stadium, Zhao Tong hugged Xu Lu and sighed, " forget it, forget it. After all, Shang fan is so popular. He's the company's money tree. If he doesn't agree, his boss can't do anything to him. Let's just be the audience tonight.

Xu Lu forced a smile. She had already fantasized about being in the limelight as soon as she entered the school, but Shang fan's stand was too firm.

There was a burst of laughter behind him.

the performers on the heavenly bridge are here. Please make way. Why isn't there an erhu? it's lacking a soul.

Xu Lu turned her head and saw the four girls from Wen Qiao's dormitory standing at the backstage entrance with their own musical instruments. The girl in the Han Chinese costume had a drum on her back, which looked funny and ridiculous.

"Move." Wen Qiao looked coldly at the two people standing at the door.

Zhao Tong crossed her arms and looked at her with contempt,"Why are you guys here?"

"Zhao Tong, don't you find this scene familiar?" Wen Qiao tightened the strap of her violin case.

"What familiar?" Zhao Tong was stunned.

Lu Youyou looked at her with a sneer. noble people tend to forget things. Did you forget master Vincent's concert outside the jasmine Cruise in July? " You're also disdainful of us."

Xu Lu was shocked. Shang fan was a popular singer, and a top one at that. There were probably many senior brothers and sisters in the school who wanted to work with him.

Wen Qiao?

Could it be Fu Nanli's arrangement?

Master Vincent's concert must have been arranged by Fu Nanli as well.

The smile on Xu Lu's lips was a little disdainful.'You're just relying on a man. Wen Qiao, do you have to be so arrogant?'

Zhao Tong gritted her teeth,"what are you guys bragging about?" Would Shang fan be interested in folk music? And perform with you?"

Lu Youyou laughed coldly. do you think everyone is like you? worshiping the foreign and trampling on the weak? you're brainless.

"Who are you calling brainless?"

Lu Youyou raised her eyebrows,'you've already made it so clear? Do you still want me to be direct? You're the one without a brain."

"You're so silly!"

The backstage door opened, and a staff member poked his head out. "Has Wen Qiao arrived?"

"We're here."

come in quickly and rehearse with Shang fan. Time is running out.

Under everyone's incredulous gazes, Wen Qiao carried her violin case and led the three of them backstage.

The girls who were asking for autographs looked at each other.

"What's the situation?"

isn't that a new student from the Folk Music Department? "

"Yeah, how could Shang fan work with them?"

do they have any background? "

Xu Lu's face turned green, and Zhao Tong took a long time to react. "What's the big deal about relying on men?"

After that, he pulled Xu Lu out of the backstage of the stadium and sat on the plastic track next to the sports field.

Zhao Zhu was filled with righteous indignation. she relied on men. She relied on Fu Nanli. It must have been arranged by Fu Nanli. What's the big deal? " She sold her youth to please rich men in exchange for this vain appearance. She really thinks she's something."