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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 · 现代言情
分數不夠
1477 Chs

Chapter 1186-closed-door combat

Wen Qiao hurriedly stepped forward and held onto Fu Nanli's arm. "Gu Xiao is probably going to talk to Xiao Chi and the others about the competition."

That was how she managed to save Fu Nanli.

The match was about to begin. Wen Qiao and the rest sat in the front row, watching the Grand scene on the big screen.

This match could be said to be unusually intense and stuck in a stalemate. The score had been very close the whole time. Wen Qiao reached out to massage her temples, staring at the big screen the whole time.

Finally, in the last round, Wen Chi's long-range shooting had eliminated the captain, the backbone of the opponent team.

Without their Captain, VR was like a plate of sand. It didn't need the wind to blow it away.

Wen Qiao chuckled. They had the same problem as the previous cinematics-they only relied on one person and promoted individual heroism too much.

On the other hand, this was not the case for the AF team.

At the end of the game, AF3 -2 defeated the VR team, and the team had finally won their first Champions League title.

Wen Qiao smiled and looked at her brother who was shining brightly on stage. Her Xiao Chi's wish had finally come true.

He had achieved his dream, and he had a wider sky.

During the award ceremony, Gu Xiao, ding hai, and the others also went on stage. A few teenagers held up the championship trophies that belonged to them on the dazzling stage. Countless ribbons and cheers poured towards them.

Wen Qiao felt that it was a little unreal. She tilted her head and said to Fu Nanli, " "Try and pinch me."

The eldest young master didn't reject her ridiculous request. He grabbed her waist and Wen Qiao held his hand tightly."It hurts,"

"Aren't you the one with low expectations?"

Wen Qiao pursed her lips. It was true. Her brother had really won the championship. After three years of hard work and sweat, he finally won the championship.

This championship was not an easy win. It would be more meaningful this way.

Once they were out of the stadium, the media swarmed in like a tidal wave. The Federation hired a few bodyguards to protect the boys, and so did Fu Nanli. Wen Chi and the others only accepted a brief interview as a token of courtesy, then got into the commercial car together.

Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli were also in the car.

Those boys were howling madly, causing Fu Nanli to have a headache. Were all teenage boys so annoying?

Wen Qiao didn't find it annoying and just looked at them with a smile.

Wen Chi, Yu Zhan, Shen Tian, and Xia Bo were the main force this time, while Gu Xiao and ding hai were the substitutes. Everyone was immersed in great joy and sang the battle song of their club.

Only Wen Qiao noticed that Xia Bo's face was a little pale. He patted Wen Chi's shoulder and said, " alright, stop wailing. Let's see what happened to Xia Bo.

It was only then that Wen Chi realized that sweat was rolling down Xia Bo's forehead. what's wrong with you? "

Yingluo! Xia Bo held his right wrist. my Yingluo is fine.

Brother Dong, who was sitting at the back, said, " "Xia Bo finished the closed field."

Seal up? It meant that his hand injury was considered serious, yet Wen Qiao had no idea about it.

"What's going on?"

Brother Dong said slowly, " he trained too hard and hurt his wrist. But he said that this should be his first and last time participating in such a large-scale competition. Even if it's a closed-door game, he has to go on stage. I'm just running away.

Xia Bo looked at Wen Qiao guiltily and guiltily. sister Qiao, don't blame brother Dong. I was the one who insisted on going. I was too risky. I'm sorry.

Xia Bo felt that sister Qiao felt that he was irresponsible towards the AF by bringing his sick body onto the stage, and that he was taking a risk with the af, so he felt that he had let Wen Qiao down.