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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 · Thành thị
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Chapter 966- 

But now, she wasn't concerned about the competition. She was more concerned about Song Yu's injury. When she entered the consultation room, Song Yu was wailing. Wen Qiao walked over to her side. Song Yu grabbed her hand, tears streaming down her face. Wen Qiao, I'm sorry. I wasn't careful and fell off the horse. I might not be able to help you in the competition.

Wen Qiao patted her head. your health is more important. It's fine even if you don't participate in a competition. Doctor, how's her injury? "

the right calf bone is fractured. Steel bars and cast are needed.

Song Yu cried even harder,"ah? Was it that serious? We need to use steel bars?"

of course, " the doctor said sternly. can't the steel bars be used if the bones are broken? "

Wen Qiao nodded. sure. Doctor, please help her put on the steel bars and cast a cast.  

"Have you contacted your family?" she asked Song Yu.

"Yes, my parents will be here in a while."

"Take good care of yourself."

"But what about the competition?"

"Don't worry about this," Wen Qiao replied.

Not long after, Song Yu's family arrived. Wen Qiao and her grandfather went to the horse track. The God of War was leisurely eating feed in the stable, without any sense of shame for falling and hurting others.

Old Mr. Wen was so angry that he wanted to whip it with a branch, but Wen Qiao stopped him. it doesn't know anything. How did it fall? "

"At that time, Song Yu, that girl, ran a new record and was a little excited. When she pulled the reins, her movements might have been a little wild. The God of War suddenly lost his temper. This little beast's temper is quite big, you have to control it."

"Forget it, you don't have to worry about it," Wen Qiao said.

She didn't even know where the God of War got this horse farm. She only knew that the God of War's personality was indeed quite wild. Now that he had been domesticated, he would still suddenly have a temper.

Moreover, it was also because of its wild nature that its explosive power was strong. There were gains and losses.

She touched the God of War's head, and the God of War affectionately wanted to meet her head to head.

The old man wiped his sweat. this little thing is so good at recognizing people. You don't come often, but it's even more intimate with you than with that girl Song Yu. It's so understanding. It should know that you're its master.

Wen Qiao smiled. How was he that godly?

She lectured the God of War in a soft voice,"in the future, you have to control your temper, okay?" You've been with Song Yu for so long and even went on the stage together. How could you throw her like that? If there's a next time, I'm going to punish you, do you understand?"

The God of War lowered his head as if he could understand human language.

it's really amazing, " the old man said. when I was teaching it a lesson, it didn't seem to be convinced. This little bastard really judges people by their taste.

At night, Song Yu's leg was in a cast and she was lying on the hospital bed. Wen Qiao went to the hospital again.

Song Yu grabbed an Apple and munched on it. Wen Qiao placed the fruit basket and fresh flowers aside. how long are you going to stay in the hospital? "

the doctor said that she'll be staying for two weeks. After that, she'll just have to go home and recuperate.

"Yes."

Song Yu asked,"have you thought about who to replace me?" Are there any suitable cavalrymen?"

Wen Qiao's brows were tightly knitted. the horse racing Association has a group. I'll ask the President to help me ask around. There will be two cavalrymen going to try out the horses tomorrow. I hope we can pick a suitable one.

"It's hard to say, the God of War is very picky." Song Yu said.

Song Yu really hit the nail on the head. The two cavalrymen who came the next day couldn't get along with the God of War. For half a day, the God of War was still cold and wild, and there were a few times when he almost fell off the horse.