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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

Zero point

At this point, his mental defenses would completely collapse.

He could only die. He didn't dare to admit it.

What could ye minqiu say? The old master was used to being tyrannical in the fu family, and had developed a character of self-importance and never self-reflection. If it was in the past, perhaps she would be like Nan Li and tell him the truth to wake him up.

But now, he was already 76 years old and his body was not in good condition. Any stimulation could send him to the hospital.

The truth was cruel and bloody, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Don't listen to this child, he's speaking without thinking."

Fu huaiyong seemed to have found a life-saving straw. you also think that it has nothing to do with me, don't you? "

Ye minqiu nodded. yes, don't overthink it. Don't be angry with a child.

A group of doctors swarmed in to take a look at the old man's various test reports.

Ye minqiu and Fu Nanli left the ward. In the corridor, ye minqiu's expression was grim."You shouldn't have said that to your grandfather."

Fu Nanli stood in front of the French windows, his eyes lowered, his entire body shrouded in a helpless sadness. I know.

He didn't argue or explain himself. He just said he got it.

Ye minqiu's heart ached, but she still said, he's getting on in years. He's a stubborn old man who acts on his own will his entire life. Everyone listens to him. When you're done, tell him that he's responsible for his son's death. Do you think he can take this blow? "

I know, " Fu Nanli said in a deep voice. I won't say it again in the future.

Ye minqiu patted his shoulder lightly. I know you feel wronged and unwilling, but there are some things that you can't go head to head with. It will hurt both you and others.

Fu Nanli didn't say anything.

take it slow. Just ignore the old man's words. You don't have to go against him, and you don't have to say anything to agitate him.

Fu Nanli nodded.

The New Year's Eve was delayed until midnight.

No matter how unhappy Fu Nanli was with his grandfather's interference in his relationship matters, he still stayed in the hospital until Li Fang and the others reported the old man's condition and confirmed that he was fine and only needed to be hospitalized for a few days for observation. Only then did Fu Nanli leave with a peace of mind.

He and ye minqiu each took a car home.

It was 12 o 'clock, New Year's Eve. The streets were brightly lit, and the shopping mall was like a city that never slept. It was bustling with life.

When Fu Nanli was sitting in the car, he passed by the river. The customs bell tower let out a 'Westminster' tune, followed by the sound of the bell being struck. The sound of the bell rang out one after another, spreading far and wide.

The rows of high-rise buildings by the river were illuminated by lights, and young people were waiting on the pedestrian street by the river for the countdown to the New Year.

Wen Qiao's video call came in. He hesitated for a moment, then hung up, and then gave her a voice call.

"What's wrong?"

Wen Qiao sprawled on the bed, feeling a little puzzled. At this hour, he should be in his room in the fu family mansion. There shouldn't be anything inconvenient for a video call, right?

"Are you home?"

The distant sound of the bell could be faintly heard. Wen Qiao knew that he wasn't home because his home was at a shallow lake, quite far from the clock tower by the river. The sound couldn't have reached the fu family mansion.

"He's not here."

"Why are you near the river at this time?" Wen Qiao asked, resting her chin on her hand.

Fu Nanli forced a smile in his voice so that she wouldn't be worried. "It's a friend's meeting, we're out for a drink. I can't turn it down."