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

How old is she? Can she drink soju when she goes out with her roommates?

Why treat her like a child?

A vein on Fu Nanli's forehead twitched, and he bowed his head and said, "Call Fu Cheng, or Brother Cheng, no need to call him Brother Cheng."

The word "brother" always seems affectionate.

Her passion can only be used on him.

Wen Qiao tilted his head, looking confused: "Huh? Why?"

Is there any difference?

Fu Nanli pressed her fair wrist: "Just be obedient."

Fu Cheng raised his eyebrows: "Young master doesn't tell you to drink. I don't dare to pour you wine without permission."

Wen Qiao looked at Fu Nanli: "I'll just have a drink, okay?"

Fu Nanli raised his hand: "Fu Cheng, bring me a bottle of fruit wine. Do you have any peach sparkling wine?"

He Juan teased: "You treat her as a child and fall in love with her again. Nan Li, you are contradicting yourself."

Fu Nanli looked at Wen Qiao's longing eyes and relaxed: "Fu Cheng, just pour her a drink."

Wen Qiao never expected that she could burn half a bottle of knives and pour red wine in just one glass.

Wen Qiao drank a drink, and within a short while, he felt his face became hot, his mind was confused, his consciousness was unclear, and his body became weak.

Fu Nanli took the swaying man into his arms.

Fu Cheng spread his hands: "Brother, don't blame me, you asked me to pour the wine."

Fu Nanli came over with a sharp strike, and Fu Cheng felt aggrieved to death.

He Yan's smile was a bit unbearable: "Is there anyone who can get so drunk after drinking a glass of red wine?"

So this girl used this method to bewitch Fu Nanli?

Wen Qiao's face turned red and his eyes were confused. He grabbed Fu Nanli's hand and said a little harshly: "I can drink it. Don't treat me like a child. Actually...actually, when I went out with Lu Youyou and the others, liquor can...can I drank more than half the bottle.”

Fu Nanli picked him up and walked out.

"Have someone bring some sobering soup into my room."

"Okay brother." Fu Cheng responded.

Then he saw Fu Nanli holding the person in his arms and hurriedly leaving the private room.

He Yan couldn't hold back any longer and threw away the chopsticks in her hand. With her heart racing, she took out a box of women's cigarettes and lit them. She said in a bad tone, "It's not convenient for Xiao Wen to be here. He has to go out to smoke even if he smokes."

He Juan clicked his tongue. After all, the person facing him was a brother of the Fu family. She was so angry when she secretly said something about Fu Nanli's girlfriend without any scruples.

"He Yan, pay attention to your attitude."

He Yan became more and more annoyed. With trembling fingertips, she roughly put out the cigarette in the bone plate. She picked up the handbag on the side and hurriedly left the private room.

Fu Nanli's room was on the sixth floor. He hurried back to the room with the person in his arms, stepped on the soft carpet, walked through the huge living room, and returned to the room. As soon as he gently put the person on the bed, Wen Qiao struggled to sit up.

Look at him with red eyes.

The lights in the room haven't had time to turn on yet, and only a few dim lights from outside the window shine in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"What's wrong?" He was half-kneeling beside the bed. His posture looked pious and his voice was extremely gentle.

Being drunk may make you emotional. No matter how difficult life is, Wen Qiao has never complained to anyone and expressed his grievances.

But when she faced him, she softened.

"My father doesn't want us anymore, my brother is sick, my mother is too kind, and I support the whole family. Will I be tired? In fact, I will be tired too."

He seemed to have no experience in comforting people. He just reached out and touched her face over and over again, saying in a deep voice: "I'm here, I'm here."

Life is not easy, Qiao Qiao sighed

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