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

Wen Jianmin was so angry that he lost his voice: "Okay, very good, you girl...you have a sharp mouth..."

"Because we don't have the protection of our biological father, we can only protect ourselves. Mr. Wen should reflect on himself!"

Who wants to be covered in thorns?

Who wouldn't want to be a decent human being?

But not everyone has that opportunity.

"You are amazing, you are amazing."

Wen Qiao lifted his chin and said, "Give Mr. Wen a one-week deadline. If Mr. Wen doesn't transfer the money to the account as I asked, the next court summons may be sent to the homes of several of your big clients, and yours Big customers, let’s see what kind of person you really are.”

Wen Jianmin roared: "How dare you?"

Wen Qiao smiled, her eyes were cold: "Then let you see if I dare!"

It was the indifferent and aggressive gaze of a little wolf cub, which made Wen Jianmin a little terrified.

Wen Jianmin kicked on the wall and said, "Su Yun, these three are all taken care of by you".

It would be of no benefit to him if he came back disappointed and continued to make trouble.

Wen Qiao pulled Wen Mo Wenchi back to the yard with her mother.

Wen Qiao comforted Wen Mo in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

Wen Mo nodded and pointed at Wen Chi.

Wen Qiao asked Wen Chi again, "Is it better now?"

Wen Chi's voice was panting: "It was as if someone had set fire to my head just now, and the blood all over my body was screaming. My actions are completely out of my control. I look terrible, don't I?"

Wen Qiao patted his head: "It's not scary, it's not scary at all. You're just sick. It's similar to a cold and stomachache. It can be treated."

Su Yun sighed and said, "Qiao Qiao, otherwise, forget it, it's too ugly."

Wen Qiao's face darkened, and she looked at her mother with a feeling of resentment: "Now, you let me forget it? Mom, it's impossible, you heard it too, he never felt that it was him who raised us Instead, he thinks we are greedy, for such a heartless person, do we need to be kind to him?"

Su Yun was at a loss: "I will find a way to make more money."

Wen Qiao took a deep breath: "How about this, let's be fair and vote, the minority obeys the majority, mom, okay?"

Su Yun had no choice but to agree.

Wen Qiao: "Whoever disagrees with asking Wen Jianmin for money, raise your hand."

Only her mother raised her hand.

Su Yun looked at Wen Chi, and then at Wen Mo.

The two looked away.

Wen Qiao: "Those who agree to ask Wen Jianmin for money, raise your hand."

Wen Qiao and Wen Chi raised their hands at the same time, and Wen Mo slowly extended his hand.

Su Yun: "Xiao Mo, even you..."

Wen Qiao pressed her mother's shoulder: "You don't have to worry about this matter, just leave it to me."

Su Yun was afraid that her daughter's radical actions would attract their revenge. She could bear it if she was poorer, but she couldn't bear the threat to the safety of her children.

Her way of dealing with people is to endure, to shrink in the turtle shell, not to offend others, not to provoke others, even if others invade her turtle shell, she can shrink again and again.

In her dictionary, there is only compromise, only humiliation.

She has always lived like this.

She has too many weaknesses, three children, she is worried that they will be hurt.

Life is easy to break, she is too afraid that Qiao Qiao's staunch temper will suffer, it is her fault, she is weak and useless, there is no way to protect the three children properly.