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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

You said my eyes are pretty

"What do you mean?"

"You gave me something because you wanted me to help you, right? with our relationship, you really don't have to be so formal."

Dong Yao:

Lu Youyou added, " really? we're all brothers. If you say the word, I'll definitely do it for you without a second thought.

The veins on Dong Yao's hand that was holding the plate were slightly exposed. "I'm looking for your help."

Lu Youyou tactically leaned back. I don't deserve it. I can't accept your gift.

Dong Yao looked away, scooped a spoonful of beef and chopped celery, and said indifferently, " I bought it for my sister. I accidentally bought an extra one. You can take it.

After preparing the dipping sauce, Dong Yao walked past her with a cold face and a plate in his hand.

"Do I look like someone who needs a pocket watch from you?" Lu Youyou shouted.

The blue veins on Dong Yao's forehead throbbed twice.

Lu Youyou looked at Dong Yao's back and pouted.

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Wen Qiao had an additional 600000 RMB in her hands, so she took the money and went to her AF club.

She went there at 11 A. M. On Saturday morning. The courtyard was quiet. She opened the door, walked through the courtyard, and entered the main building. It was still quiet, without a sound.

Brother Dong is not here?

She climbed to the third floor and saw that brother Dong's bedroom door was closed. She knocked on it, but there was no movement from inside. She reached for the doorknob and opened it. It was dark inside.

The bed rose slightly. Wen Qiao walked over and called out again. Only then did a head pop out from under the blanket, " "Who is it?"

Wen Qiao:

It turned out that this brother had been sleeping all this time.

Let him look at the equipment?

The thief had emptied the house, but he was probably still sleeping.

"It's me, Wen Qiao."

"Oh, Xiao Qiao, you're here." Brother Dong rubbed his drowsy eyes and leaned out from under the blanket. He casually pulled a sweater over his head."What's up? Are you going to bring those kids over for training today?"

it's fine. I just wanted to ask if you have any equipment you need. I have some money on hand.

Brother Dong put on his clothes and ruffled his hair, which was as messy as a bird's nest. "I do lack some computers, keyboards, and mouses. I'll build a gym, a shooting room, or something."

brother Dong, you're more professional. You can go and buy them. I'll transfer the money to you.

Brother Dong pulled open the curtains and the room brightened up."There's no hurry. I'll order takeaway first."

Wen Qiao saw a few cans of beer in the trash can beside the computer desk. Brother Dong was living a life with day and night reversed.

"I'll hire a part-time helper to cook two meals for you every day."

Brother Dong ordered some takeaway. that's great. I like spicy food. Can you hire a part-time helper from Sichuan? "

Wen Qiao made an 'OK' hand gesture. no problem. In addition, I want to recruit a group of youth trainees. Brother Dong, help me check. Someone will come for an interview this afternoon.

"Alright," he said.

The takeaway arrived very quickly. It was pot-fried noodles and beef vermicelli with pickled beans. When brother Dong was eating the noodles, Wen Qiao casually mentioned, " "Brother Dong, you said my eyes were pretty last time."

Brother Dong took a big mouthful of powder and sighed in satisfaction. "This taste is authentic. Ah, yes, I did say that your eyes are pretty."

Wen Qiao probed,"why did you say that out of the blue?" Have you seen eyes that look like mine before?"

Brother Dong raised his head and asked,'huh? No, I just think your eyes are pretty. What's wrong?"

Wen Qiao felt a little disappointed. That's right, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Nothing, I was just asking."