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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

Just to protect her

let Big Brother Cheng turn it off. Let's have a good meal and praise He Yan for her talent. That's the main theme of tonight's dinner, isn't it? "

"Little Wen, I didn't expect you to be so talented," Fu Chengji said, supporting her.

Fu Chuan, on the other hand, was expressionless as he drank alone.

let's eat. Wen Qiao reached for her phone.

Don't praise her anymore. It's not worth it to praise her as an enemy.

brother, " Fu Cheng said jokingly. let's open a music company for your little friend.

He Yan's heart skipped a beat.

"Let's eat," Fu Nanli said calmly.

He Yan looked at Wen Qiao with a meaningful gaze.

Previously, she had heard that Fu Nanli had bought ninth high school for Wen Qiao.

By right, opening a music production company was a small matter to Fu Nanli, but he didn't make his stand clear.

Didn't this mean that he was already sick of this little girl?

He Yan's mood improved.

The topic finally turned to He Yan. He Yan took out the jewelry that she had won. The dark red velvet square box slowly opened, and under the crystal chandelier, it emitted a dazzling light.

"It's so beautiful," Wen Qiao exclaimed in admiration.

He Juan was naturally proud of his sister. the contestants this time are all top jewelry designers from various countries. Little Yan is indeed talented in this area.

Fu Cheng naturally supported everyone, and Fu Chuan also responded with a few words.

Fu Nanli was the only one who did not speak.

"Nanli, what do you think?" he Juan asked.

I don't know much about these things, " Fu Nanli said indifferently. it's just pretty.

His tone was a little perfunctory.

He Yan didn't take it to heart, because Wen Qiao was the one who poured the juice for herself tonight, and Fu Nanli didn't help her with everything, big or small.

She was really different from before. In the past, Fu Nanli really had the feeling of holding this young lady in his palm, not caring about what others thought of her. But now, it had faded.

Fu Nanli didn't understand these things to begin with, and there was no need for him to curry favor with anyone. It was enough to make her happy if he could just give her a perfunctory compliment and say that she was pretty.

Wen Qiao ate in silence, trying to keep her presence to a minimum.

Today, Fu Nanli didn't help her pick up any food or pour her a drink. However, she was a little more careless and didn't take such a small matter to heart.

After eating and drinking to her heart's content, she gently put down her chopsticks. Fu Nanli was discussing business with them.

it seems that ninth High's profits are very limited. Nan Li, you're doing this for charity just to let little Wen's younger brother continue his studies.

He Juan said.

He Yan's eyes darkened. Her brother was rubbing it in.

that's right. Fu Nanli smiled. I'm making some contributions to the education industry.

this brother is rich, " Fu Cheng chimed in. let him do some charity.

Wen Qiao placed her hands on the edge of the table and listened to their conversation. She didn't interrupt and was especially quiet.

Fu Nanli turned his head and saw that the corner of her mouth was stained with some cream from the dessert. He instinctively picked up the handkerchief at the side and wiped the corner of her mouth with familiarity.

The string in He Yan's heart snapped again.

That feeling was hard to put into words. It was as if Fu Nanli was deliberately controlling himself not to take care of her, but at the same time, he instinctively and subconsciously wanted to take care of her.

He didn't take care of her because he didn't want her to receive too much attention, not because their relationship had faded.

This realization made He Yan feel a little breathless.

let's go play cards after dinner, " Fu Cheng suggested. Mahjong or poker is fine.

she's leaving. Fu Nanli placed his handkerchief on the table. she's going back.

children should go back early. The main thing is that if she's here, we'll just be waiting to give her money. I don't dare to play cards with her.