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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

Testing he xihuai

Not only in terms of physical fitness, but also in cultural classes, Wen Qiao had also displayed her knowledge. Shen Yan had a crafty attitude and asked her a lot of questions, but none of them could stump Wen Qiao.

He gave up struggling and began to study seriously.

Wen Qiao strictly followed the primary school rules. She would study for 40 minutes and give him 10 minutes to rest. In these 10 minutes, she would take him downstairs for a walk in the small garden.

They only left at six in the evening. Uncle Chen asked her to stay for dinner without any expression on his face. Wen Qiao could tell from his face that he didn't pay much attention to her, so she declined.

After leaving the mansion, she walked to the car. A craftsman trimming the trees passed by her with a pair of big scissors. She called out to the man and whispered, " "Has your young master been naughty recently?"

The craftsman wiped his sweat. I haven't heard much about him. I heard that he likes to sleep in and didn't listen to Sir's scolding.

yes. Wen Qiao nodded. you don't have to tell your husband and the Butler that I've asked.

The blacksmith then left.

No. 3 drove her down the mountain. Seeing her frowning deeply, he asked, " "What's wrong with you?"

Wen Qiao propped her head on her hand and looked at the changing scenery outside the window. "I'm thinking about human nature."

Number three turned the steering wheel gently and seemed confused. "Human nature?"

"I'm just thinking about someone like Shen Guoguo. What kind of person is he?" Wen Qiao smiled.

"He's a merchant," No. 3 replied, confused.

Wen Qiao chuckled. mm, I think your opinion is very on point. He's a businessman, and an unscrupulous one at that.

Number three didn't seem to understand what she was saying and couldn't continue the conversation. He only said, " "I hope you can get the blood successfully."

Wen Qiao's brows were filled with worry. She was in a very passive position, and whether she could get it or not seemed to be up to fate.

She would just take it one step at a time and hope that the world would be fair to her.

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Although her uncle had said that there was nothing strange about he xihuai, Wen Qiao was still a little curious. She wanted to know what he xihuai was up to this time so that she could take preventive measures.

Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and it seemed like a thunderstorm was coming.

Wen Qiao went to Huaihe company, which was next door, by herself. The receptionist recognized her and called the higher-ups, and Teresa quickly came downstairs."Miss Wen, what's the matter?"

I'm looking for he xihuai.

our Sir Wanwan is not in the company.

When Teresa said this, her eyes seemed to glance towards the lower right corner, as if she was lying.

"Then I'll wait for him in his office. He'll be here today, right?" Wen Qiao said indifferently.

"I don't think Yingluo will come. Please go back first. If there's anything, I can pass it on to our Sir."

However, Wen Qiao headed upstairs. it's fine. I'm free anyway. I'll wait in his office.

When they reached the third floor, they passed by Teresa's office. A few more steps and they would reach he xihuai's office. Teresa grabbed Wen Qiao's hand."Miss Wen, why don't you wait for Sir in my office?"

Wen Qiao was forcefully dragged into Teresa's office.

Her office wasn't too big or too small. There were four desks. Other than Teresa, there were two other secretaries and some filing cabinets. There was a door that led to an open pantry. He xihuai's office was just a few steps away.

Teresa made her sit down and personally made her a cup of coffee. She said loudly, " Sir isn't in the office today and I don't know when he'll be back. Miss Wen, please wait for him.