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

When she got off the gangway, she still held her waist from behind like this. Fu Nanli put his arms behind her to hug her: "I'll carry you on my back."

Wen Qiao shook his head quickly: "No, no, you've been tired all the way. How could I be so ignorant?"

The crew members who were already sitting in the shuttle bus waiting for them were all staring at the gangway.

Xu Shen clicked his tongue and said, "It's another dog-killing trip. I sympathize with you single children."

He Qian closed her eyes, Wen Qiao, you deceived Fu Nanli so hard. People like you will not end well.

In Munich in October, it was quite chilly at night. Wen Qiao wanted to stay cool, so she only wore a thin sweatshirt. When she got on the shuttle bus, Fu Nanli took off his uniform jacket and covered her body.

Wen Qiao muttered: "I'm not cold."

"Dress well and behave."

As long as Wen Qiao was around, Fu Nanli's eyes would be glued to her the whole time, as if the people around him no longer existed, and He Qian's heart was severely blocked.

On the way to the hotel, Fu Nanli took photos for her along the way, and he took them on his own initiative, not on Wen Qiao's request.

Wen Qiao was very considerate and complimented him on the beautiful and artistic photos he took.

He Qian's face was extremely gloomy.

When they arrived at the hotel, Wen Qiao jumped out of the car still excitedly. Fu Nanli successfully caught her and put her in his arms.

He pushed the suitcase, took her hand, "Sit on it."

Wen Qiao: "I'm not tired."

However, the man pressed her against his tall suitcase and pushed her towards the hotel.

He Qian almost vomited blood.

I spent a sleepless night thinking about what the person in the room across from me was doing.

In fact, nothing was done. Fu Nanli knew that Wen Qiao was still young, so he would not force her to do anything.

In the morning, Wen Qiao felt refreshed and was carried into the hotel restaurant by Fu Nanli.

He Qian was so angry that she was speechless.

The two people sat at the next table, and soon a Chinese chef came over with a trolley, serving shrimp wontons, noodles, and milk and soy milk.

Well, the Chinese chef Fu Nanli brought here specially made breakfast for Wen Qiao.

He Qian finally couldn't help it anymore, took her mobile phone and walked up to the two of them.

Zhao Yuan was a little nervous and wanted to pull her, but couldn't. What did Xiao He want to do?

The shadow blocked the light. Fu Nanli put down his fork and glanced up at her with an unhappy expression.

He Qian smiled and looked at Wen Qiao: "When did you and our captain start falling in love?"

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat. This sister's tone sounded like she was prepared. No wonder her eyes along the way were somewhat meaningful.

Fu Nanli said coldly: "Didn't you see us eating?"

He Qian gritted her teeth and said: "Captain, I received some news showing that Wen Qiao lied to you. I want to confirm it. I'm really sorry for interrupting your meal."

Wen Qiao remained calm: "What do you want to say?"

"When did you and our captain meet? When did you establish your relationship?"

Wen Qiao grasped the silver fork with one hand, and hung his hand under the table, pinching the hem of his clothes tightly.

"We met in June last year."

"Well, you wrote a love letter to Zhuang Yan last June."

Wen Qiao met her gaze: "Brother Nanli knows about this."

Fu Nanli's heart softened. This was the first time she called him brother.

"So when did you establish your relationship with our captain?"

Wen Qiao thought in his mind, "Last October."

He Qian suddenly laughed: "Is the relationship confirmed in October?"