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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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Number three

Her uncle had said that he wanted to exchange Fu Nanli's blood for her blood. In other words, he wanted to exchange Fu Nanli's life for her life.

Her heart suddenly ached, and the dull pain spread through her heart. Wen Qiao felt a little breathless. Because of the rainy day, the air pressure in the house was a little low. She put the book aside, walked to the balcony, opened the floor-to-ceiling window, and sat under the transparent canopy.

The air was filled with the refreshing smell of the rain watering the plants. The sky was dark, and she sat there for a long time. It was only when the French window behind her was pulled open that she realized that Fu Nanli had returned.

Fu Nanli reached out to unbutton his shirt collar, then came over and held her hand. "Why are you sitting here? it's raining outside."

He saw the usually calm person suddenly hug his waist.

It was a little clingy.

"What's wrong?" He gently patted her back.

Wen Qiao didn't say a word, standing on her tiptoes to kiss him. Fu Nanli's breath turned heavy."Qiao 'er, Qianqian."

Deep into the night, Fu Nanli held the person in his arms and felt that something was amiss. Qiao 'er was very passionate tonight, but there was a sense of determination in her passion that seemed to be burning her bridges.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Qiao closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She wrapped her hand around his armpit and held onto his shoulder, burying her face in his chest."I've said before that you're the most important person in my heart."

"Yes." The man's voice was low.

"I'm not trying to make you happy. You're really the most important person in my heart."

Fu Nanli caressed her long hair. alright. I'm the most important person in your heart. he said.

my biggest wish right now isn't to get on the rich list, nor is it to achieve great things for my film company or e-sports club. It's for you to be well. As long as you're well, I'm very happy.

She was starting to regret it. Perhaps she shouldn't have gotten close to Fu Nanli from the start.

Why should they pay for her health?

Fu Nanli pinched her chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Something's not right tonight. What's wrong?"

it's nothing, " Wen Qiao replied. just remember my words.

Fu Nanli kissed the top of her head. and my greatest wish is for you to be well.

Wen Qiao's mood turned heavy.

She didn't sleep well the entire night.

When she returned home the next morning, she saw an unfamiliar man standing in the courtyard. He was dressed casually and had a gentle aura as he smiled at her.

Wen Qiao touched her neck,"you're Yingluo."

"I'm number three."

"Yingying No. 3?" Wen Qiao asked.

What a special name.

"Who are you? Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for you. You're my master."

Wen Qiao was a little confused. She looked up and saw her uncle walking out. ah Qiao, let me introduce you. This is the latest robot we've developed. We didn't have time to name it, so it's called No. 3.

Wen Qiao was stunned. This was actually a robot. He felt no different from a real person-his hair, his skin, and even the blood vessels under his skin, as well as his voice.

It was too similar. She really couldn't imagine it at all, let alone a robot.

Wen Qiao touched number three's hand. It was warm and had the same texture as human skin. When she poked it lightly, it was elastic too.

"Are they really robots?"

"Yes."

"There's no metal in your body?"

"No, I didn't,"

Wen Qiao circled around number three. Number three seemed to have a good temper.

his genetic sequence has been implanted with some rather mild diseases, so he's a medical robot. He can be your experimental subject. One of them is rheumatism, the other is cerebral infarction, and the last one is high blood pressure. You can start treating him now. After there are results, you can treat Fu Nanli's grandfather.