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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 understand this famous painting?

Otherwise, the broken friendship between him and Nan Li would really be irredeemable.

The only reason He Yan insisted on staying behind was because she had witnessed the couple's public display of affection.

Wen Qiao did some mental calculations, then said to Fu Nanli, " I've earned some money, but most of it is the company's funds. I can use it as I please. It's about a million. Tonight, I'm going to spend a million for you to auction an item.

He Yan saw Wen Qiao first spend a million to bid for a pair of diamond Shirt Cufflinks for Fu Nanli.

Then, she saw Fu Nanli spend six million to bid for a 19th century European Post-Impressionist oil painting for Wen Qiao.

He Yan scoffed. would that scammer be able to appreciate such a painting? Fu Nanli gave her the painting. He's really wasting a heavenly treasure.

After the charity banquet ended, he Juan went up to greet Fu Nanli.

He Yan followed closely behind.

The light shone on the dark red carpet, and Fu Nanli's suit was draped over Wen Qiao.

Cold?

In fact, it wasn't at all. Young master Fu really doted on his little girlfriend. He Yan almost couldn't hold back her smile.

He Juan greeted him, and Fu Nanli chatted with him in a low voice. After all, they had grown up together since elementary school, and he Juan didn't want this friendship to be lost at the hands of his younger sister.

miss Wen, " He Yan suddenly said, " you've received a famous painting. Can you understand it? "

He Yan's appearance was actually very gentle and pleasant. When she spoke with such a smile, the socialites and rich businessmen who passed by unknowingly would think that she was showing kindness. Only Wen Qiao knew that miss he's words contained a sense of superiority and seemed to be mocking her for ruining the famous painting.

Socialites could also be divided into those who were cute like Fang duo and Lu Youyou, and those who were not so cute like he Yan.

Wen Qiao smiled. under the influence of the color techniques of the neo Impressionist artists, such as pisaros and Asura, Van Gogh abandoned the dark and heavy colors at the beginning of his painting and began to use colors with high brightness, purity, and brightness. This painting was drawn by a more famous artist after Van Gogh. I quite like it.

He Yan's lips trembled.

Fu Nanli pulled Wen Qiao into his arms. it doesn't matter if she understands or not. I'll give it to her. Even if it's used as a chopping board, that's her business. Miss he, you don't have to worry about it.

In He Yan's eyes, the man whom she had been following for more than ten years was walking away with another woman in his arms.

As for her brother, he only left a 'why are you doing this' and left.

It seemed like she had only come here tonight to watch them show off their love and listen to Fu Nanli's 'incapable ruler' speech'. She was just asking for humiliation.

Even her brother wasn't on her side. Her ten years of secret love had become a joke.

Her heart was as cold as the autumn wind by the sea.

——

As Wen Qiao had been waiting for him at the Central District building for the entire afternoon, Fu Nanli specially brought her to the building two days later.

He held Wen Qiao's hand as they walked through the seven to eight-meter-tall Hall. At 10 am, there would occasionally be some office workers who swiped their cards and passed by the gate, and they would all turn back to look.

The unsympathetic Crown Prince had a woman by his side, and she was holding his hand.

After all the female employees of Dongchuan airlines flooded the airport with tears, all the female employees of the Central District were about to sink the skyscraper with their tears.

Fu Nanli held Wen Qiao's hand, and behind them were a group of bodyguards and assistants. The group of them entered the president's private elevator.