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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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1477 Chs

Was she really just after him?

Ye minqiu only felt a little suspicious. Nan Li clearly liked that child and this child was his Savior. Other than the fact that she was born into an unhappy family, which might cause his grandfather to look down on her, she was pretty good in all other aspects. There was no need for him to hide the child from her.

He really couldn't understand.

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The rain in Haicheng's winter was also long, and the pitter-patter never stopped.

The next night, in Xiaotang mountain's room, only the floor-to-ceiling lamp shone with a faint light. The dark gray curtains were half-drawn, and Fu Nanli was sitting on the sofa by the window, smoking.

He wasn't addicted to smoking and would only smoke a couple of cigarettes when he was frustrated and unable to relieve himself, so there was almost no smell of smoke on him.

Fu Chuan was standing behind her.

The red flame of the cigarette butt flickered. The room was quiet, and only the sound of the rain could be heard.

Fu Nanli suddenly spoke up, sounding like an old-fashioned 19th century DVD player, his voice exuding the helplessness and loneliness of time.

do you think that a boring person like me should live a lonely life? "

Fu Chuan's fingers tapped the back of the sofa gently."What do you know?"

Fu Nanli's eyes were slightly closed as he looked at the drizzle outside. His slender fingers flicked some cigarette ash into the ashtray at the side."What would I know?"

"I thought that someone like you would never have the chance to meet a girl like Xiao Wen and fall in love with her, Yingluo."

Fu Nanli shot him a glance.

Fu Chuan was probably the one who understood Fu Nanli the best among his brothers. The meaning behind that gaze was clear-he wanted him to shut up and stop talking.

All the words were stuck in his throat. Fu Chuan couldn't understand.

He knew very well what kind of person Fu Nanli was. He didn't show it on his face, but his methods were ruthless and ruthless. He was the sole heir of the fu family.

Those who offended him or lied to him never had a good ending.

But he didn't have the intention to say anything, and he wouldn't say anything.

you shouldn't be alone for the rest of your life. You should have the most brilliant life. You should have a wife who loves you and a lovely child.

Fu Nanli tapped the cigarette ash away, the smile on his lips a little bitter. how's the investigation on the island going? "

"All the evidence points to the dismissive Fu Jiang," Fu Chuan said in a deep voice.

It was within his expectations, but he still felt that something was not right.

He could understand Fu Jiang's actions as Fu Jiang's loyalties had incurred a huge loss. He wanted to plead with his grandfather to make up for the hole. He was afraid that Fu Jiang wouldn't be so easy to talk to when he came back, so he trapped Fu Jiang on the island.

Was he overthinking?

Trapping him on the island was only for him and not for Qiao Qiao?

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Wen Qiao held the keys in her hand and held up an umbrella. She looked at the courtyard next door and decided not to get through first. If Fu Nanli were to ask, she would just say that this house belonged to her mother's friend and that Auntie Xiaojun didn't want to change the layout of the house.

However, as long as she didn't let Fu Nanli come to her house, he wouldn't know if the call went through or not.

She put the key and the diamond necklace together in her small wooden box and placed it in the cabinet beside the bed.

When she left the room, she saw Wen mo watching TV in the living room. It happened to be on the financial channel, and Wen Qiao saw that it was broadcasting something about the debt crisis.

The he family and the fu family's Zhong Heng company were named.

Wen mo was obviously not interested in Finance and Economics. Just as he was about to change the channel, Wen Qiao pressed the remote control."Let me take a look."

the he family's cosmetics company, yuelan group, has a shortage of funds and is currently in a business crisis. The exclusive agency rights of the famous European and American brand, Daelan, have been handed over to someone else. This time, yuelan group lost nearly billions of Yuan because of its eldest son, He Cong,   and the Hong Kong Stock index has plummeted. At the end of the year, the he family's financial reports are in the red. The shareholders need the he family to calm the people down.