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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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I can't remember anything about her

Outside, there were Christmas trees decorated with Christmas decorations. The lights flickered and reflected the water of the hot spring, making the place warm and quiet.

The phone vibrated. [ Fu Chuan: young master he is in a hurry and would like to ask for your help. ]

Fu Nanli's eyelids drooped slightly, his gaze cold. He replied with a message: " I'll just deal with him a little.

[ Fu Chuan: got it. ]

When Fu Chuan first received He Cong's call for help, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He probably didn't know that the financial crisis this time was all planned by Fu Nanli, so how could he possibly turn around and help him?

Fu Nanli put down his phone and looked at the person opposite him, who was quietly eating his steak. "How did you do for your final exams?"

"It's pretty good."

"There's a reward for doing well."

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat. Can I not have it?

"No, Yingying, no need. I took the exam for myself, how can I ask for a reward?"

"There's going to be another gathering at Xiaotang mountain before the new year, and it's going to be the same people."

Wen Qiao nodded. alright, I really don't need a present. Yueyue, you don't have to prepare one for me.

He was almost done contacting the Hope Elementary School that she had given him. He had spent the money with great difficulty, so he could not accept any more gifts.

Fu Nanli smiled, not saying a word.

Wen Qiao felt apprehensive, not knowing if he had taken her words to heart.

He Cong had invested hundreds of millions of Yuan in the he family, but it was all gone. The most important thing was that he had embezzled the family's funds. If this hole couldn't be filled in time, there would definitely be problems with the family business's capital chain.

His sister, he Qian, had finally come looking for him. When he Qian learned that her brother was such a prodigal, she was so angry that she couldn't care less about her face. She started to teach He Cong a lesson.

"He Cong, what's wrong with you? If you want to invest, then invest. How could you use the family's funds behind mom's back?"

He Cong's hair was messy, and he looked exhausted."If I f * cking knew the consequences, would I still do this? Don't lecture me, even if you scold me to death, it won't help. Think of a way."

He Qian was so angry that she threw her bag at him. find a way yourself. Go home, kneel in front of your mother, and repent.

He Cong scratched his head in distress. I wonder if I've offended someone. That person seems to be after me. I'm the biggest buyer of this batch of mysterious debts. What else could it be if not me? "

He Qian's heart skipped a beat as a thought struck her.

Was it for her brother or for her?

Who could be so capable? IM was such a big company, but a sub-prime crisis happened just like that, and his brother lost all his money.

Who was the one who warned them?

He Qian couldn't help but feel a chill run down her spine. It was because the only person she could think of was Fu Nanli.

It was such a coincidence. Right after she set up a trap for Wen Qiao to meet his mother, she heard that Wen Qiao had run away in the heavy snow in a gown.

So Fu Nanli was taking revenge on her for Wen Qiao's sake?

She felt that things were a little confusing. Did Fu Nanli know that Wen Qiao was a little liar?

Her mind was blank as she walked out of her brother's Villa and dialed a number. The call went through, and it was a familiar, sexy voice that could make her heart sink the moment it opened.

"Hello, Yingluo."

Sitting in the car, he Qian suppressed her heartache and said, " "Captain, it's me."

"Who is it?"

It was always like this. He didn't have her in his eyes. He could never remember her, her name, or her voice.

All her efforts had become a huge joke.