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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

Wen Qiao is injured

Today's weather was clear and there was no rain or snow, so what had happened?

She couldn't just rush into the cockpit and go through life and death with him. She could only sit in her seat and, like all the other passengers, lay low and hold her head.

A young mother and a three or four-year-old girl came out of the bathroom.

The two of them turned pale. The plane was already slowing down and did not feel like a soft landing. The heavy friction sound was particularly ear-piercing, and the plane was shaking violently.

Wen Qiao saw that the young mother couldn't catch the little girl. The little girl was about to be flung away and was just beside her. Wen Qiao couldn't care about anything else. She unbuckled her seat belt and rushed over to catch the little girl.

The plane made a sharp turn, and with a bang, it seemed to have hit something.

Wen Qiao, on the other hand, bumped into the food cart with the violent jolting.

She couldn't care less about the severe pain in her head and held the little girl in her arms tightly. Everyone on the plane was screaming in horror, as if they were waiting for the end of the world.

Wen Qiao suddenly had a belief in her heart.

Fu Nanli would definitely be able to lead everyone out of danger, and they would definitely be able to turn misfortune into fortune.

In the cockpit, Xu Shen's heart was in his throat. It was because of the captain's calm and prompt decision to hit the shuttle bus that the plane crash was prevented.

If they went straight, they would definitely crash into the plane flying to London, and the lives of the people on both planes would be in danger.

If he turned left, he might hit the warehouse. The probability of the plane exploding was 60%. The captain eventually chose to hit the shuttle bus and even calmly asked the tower Station to transfer the only person who might die in the air crash.

One wrong step and hundreds of lives would be lost.

When an ordinary person encountered such a dangerous moment, they would have long been in chaos.

A strong mental fortitude was also an essential factor to become an excellent Captain.

Although the captain was younger than him, he was the person he respected the most.

Violent sounds rumbled in their ears, and there were even flashes of fire in all directions before their eyes. Fu Nanli's hands were tightly gripping onto the control stick, and the ear-piercing sounds of the tires screeching against the ground at high speed could be heard without end.

Focus, professionalism, exceptional mental fortitude, and firm determination-all of these were indispensable. Fu Nanli had successfully avoided a disaster.

The plane finally came to a stop. The nose of the plane was severely damaged, but Fu Nanli and Xu Shen were uninjured.

Although Fu Nanli's heart was burning with anxiety, he still controlled his temper and checked the control panel, as well as all the other instruments, before hurriedly leaving the cockpit.

As soon as he got out of the cockpit, he saw everyone gathered together. His heart jumped. Was someone injured?

"Little Wen, little Wen, how are you?"

At that moment, Fu Nanli was extremely flustered. He quickly walked over and pushed through the crowd, only to see the bright red blood on Wen Qiao's forehead, her gaze a little unfocused.

His heart clenched as he half-knelt beside her. "Where are the medical staff?"

"I'll be up soon," Zhao Yuan quickly said.

"How could this be? Didn't the broadcast tell everyone to be prepared for collision? Why is she in the aisle?"

The medical staff carried a stretcher over.

Fu Nanli held back his panic. "Stop the bleeding first."

In the midst of the chaos, the young mother led the little girl to Wen Qiao's side and said gratefully, " "Thank you so much, thank you so much."