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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
Không đủ số lượng người đọc
1477 Chs

Do you know why father is depressed?

However, he knew about the message that the other party had sent him.

Back then, he had also heard some rumors that Wen Qiao had lied to his grandson about staying with him.

Now, it did.

That little girl was suffering from a strange illness and would die!

Was she staying by Nan Li's side because he was rich and could spend money to treat her illness?

Nan Li had really gone crazy. For a lie that was full of lies, he only wanted to use her little girl to go against him.

Fu Nanli, who was watching television in the living room, was called into his grandfather's room.

"What's the matter with him?" Fu Nanli sat on the sofa, unmoving.

"The old master doesn't seem to be in a good mood," uncle Li said carefully.

Ye minqiu massaged her temples. it's the new year. Why can't we talk about it after the new year? "

"Young master, you'll know when you go in and take a look," uncle li smiled apologetically.

Fu Nanli entered his grandfather's room. In such a large room, the old man was brewing tea himself, his expression dark. let me ask you, did that lass Wen Qiao lie to you to stay by your side? "

Fu Nanli had already dealt with this kind of problem a few times, so he was quite at ease. she's not lying. We've been together for a long time. It's just a rumor spread by someone with ulterior motives.

"She's hanging around you because she's got some weird illness, right?" Fu huaiyong acted as if he didn't hear her.

A sinister glint flashed past Fu Nanli's eyes. He couldn't cover up the fact that Qiao 'er had to rely on him to survive, and many people knew about it now.

"I don't know what you're talking about. It's getting late. It's New Year's Eve today. Grandpa, let's have New Year's Eve dinner first."

After saying that, he walked out.

There was no point in saying more, so there was no need to say more.

"Stop!" The old man finally lost his temper. come here!

Fu Nanli stopped in his tracks and experienced his grandfather's Fury. I really don't understand. What's so good about that lass? Besides, she's staying by your side not because she likes you, but because she wants to use your money to treat her illness. Nan Li, wake up, the heir of the fu family shouldn't be so reckless just for a woman."

Fu Nanli lowered his gaze. I'll handle my own matters. Grandpa, your health isn't too good. It's time for you to enjoy your old age. Don't ask so much about the matters of the younger generation.

Fu huaiyong slammed the table and said,'is this how you should speak to your grandfather? Then I'll also put my attitude here. If that girl wants to enter the fu family, she'll have to die."

Fu Nanli's brows were deeply furrowed, his jawline tensed up. "It's New Year's Eve today. Are you really going to say this at this time?"

But the old man didn't listen to what he said at all, and only insisted on his own opinion, " "She has two younger brothers who are mentally ill, and she has a strange illness herself. If you two are together, the child you have will definitely be abnormal. I only have one grandson, why can't you listen to me? Do you think your grandfather would harm you?"

In the end, Fu Nanli couldn't hold it in any longer. do you know about my father's depression? "

The illnesses that Fu Nanli and ye minqiu could talk about openly were taboo topics to Fu huaiyong.

His face was ashen, but he didn't reply.

The young master of the fu family was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He lived a rich and generous life, had a large number of servants, a beautiful wife, and a well-behaved and outstanding son just like him.

Such a person should not be depressed.