Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Uncle Li saw from the rearview mirror that the young master who had been in a bad mood behind him seemed to be even colder again.

The noon meal was with his grandfather, and those uncles and elders all brought their daughters to the appointment for a meal, and three or five women came to him, making his face more and more ugly.

After finally ending the boring and lengthy meal, my face was relieved, why now...

Following his line of sight, he saw the kid who claimed to be the young master's girlfriend.

Uncle Li cautiously probed: "Master, do you want to get out of the car and say hello?"

Fu Nanli withdrew his gaze: "No need."

His expression was cold, and the corners of his mouth were slightly curled down, obviously not very happy.

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The mobile phone placed on the round table vibrated. Seeing the caller ID on it, Wen Qiao felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy. He took a deep breath and answered the phone: "Hello..."

The voice is soft and sweet.

"Where did you attend summer camp?"

"South...the city in the south, Xiangcheng, do you know? There are mountains and rivers, and there are crews filming TV dramas here. Just now, Lu Youyou and I saw two stars."

Lu Youyou who was cueed inexplicably: ...

Through the dark car window, Fu Nanli reached out and tugged at the tie, the veins on the back of his hand were slightly protruding, and his temples throbbed with pain, "Really?"

Wen Qiao put the phone farther away: "In the mountains...the signal...is not very good...I won't talk to you...too much, I'm going to hang up."

Pat hung up the phone.

When the green light ahead turned on, the driver asked softly, "Master, do you want to go?"

"Let's go."

A well-cultivated person like him would not expose her lies. He waited for her to confess to him on her own initiative.

Uncle Li took a meaningful look at the little girl sitting in the dessert shop, and then at the livid-faced man in the back seat, wondering if there was any conflict between the two of them.

Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and patted her chest, "When I meet Fu Nanli in the future, don't tell me you're cheating, we're going to Xiangcheng summer camp these days."

Lu Youyou was puzzled: "Why are you lying?"

Wen Qiao's voice was muffled: "I'm doing an experiment, to see if the words in my mind are real or my hallucination, and to see if I can leave him."

Lu Youyou was even more puzzled: "Master Fu already believed that you were his girlfriend, yet you still tried your best to leave him, my Joe, don't you know that there is no reason for a famous lady in Haicheng to want to be his girlfriend?" Are you racking your brains?"

Wen Qiao lowered her eyes: "I'm tired of lying every day."

"If something happens to the east window, I will testify for you. You have no choice but to save your life."

Wen Qiao: "Such an absurd statement, do you think he can accept it?"

Lu Youyou hesitated, unable to answer the question.

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Wen Qiao was safe and sound for six days, and another six days later, there was still no abnormality in his body, and he was alive and well. After practicing with Wen Chi, he was still able to throw him over the shoulder with ease.

Wen Qiao felt that it must be his hallucination.

There was a knock on the door, and Wen Qiao looked up, and saw a blond man standing outside her yard, speaking fluent Chinese: "Excuse me, is this Miss Wen?"

Wen Chi, who was thrown over his shoulder and lying on the ground, struggled to get up, and gave his sister a sad look: "Why did you hit me so well?"

Wen Qiao comforted him perfunctorily: "It's just itchy hands."

Wen Chi: "?"

Wen Qiao asked the foreign man at the door: "Who are you? Is there something wrong?"

The man is in his forties, elegant and easy-going, "I am Vincent, and I would like to invite Miss Wen to play with me on the same stage. I have always been very interested in your folk music. I sent you an email before. I didn't know you Did you get it?"

Wen Qiao: ...

Oh, so it wasn't a spam email from a scammer.

Guess, will Miss Qiao run into Young Master Fu at the cruise ship concert? ?