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

Fu Nanli didn't have time to stop him, so he clicked his tongue and said, "Talk too much."

Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment, then grabbed his sleeve and whispered: "Did you go that night?"

Fu Cheng was talkative again: "Didn't my brother tell you?"

Fu Nanli glanced at Fu Cheng, and Fu Cheng hurriedly said: "I won't disturb you anymore. I'll take a seat first."

Wen Qiao asked again: "You went?"

Fu Nanli lowered his eyes, her fingers holding on to his sleeves, her movements somewhat cautious.

He leaned against the wall, grabbed her hand, and said, "Yes, let's go."

"You're not just passing by, you're here to watch my performance, right?"

"Um."

The twinkling lights in her eyes instinctively wanted to make her happy and make her laugh.

"Then why did you say you didn't go?"

Fu Nanli didn't answer, and the two of them stood at the entrance of the private room.

He Yan inside heard Fu Nanli's voice just now, but no one came in, so she got up and walked to the entrance. She saw Fu Nanli leaning against the wall with his hand on the girl's waist.

This gesture was filled with incomparable tenderness. My heart suddenly hurt, and I forced out a smile: "Nan Li, you are here, why don't you come in?"

Fu Nanli looked over with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, and He Yan looked a little embarrassed.

He Juan came over and took her wrist: "What do you care about him? He is willing to be intimate with his little friend. You let them be gentle for a while."

The person was dragged away.

He Yan's heart was heaving and her face was ashen.

He Juan lowered his voice and said, "How many times do you need me to say this?"

He Yan gritted her teeth and said nothing.

At the entrance, Fu Nanli looked like a statue, not moving because of He Yan's visit.

The light in the entrance hall shone down, and the coldness of the people in Shenzawa seemed to be restraining the surge of love for her.

"Then my performance that night, was it good?"

"Um."

"My cheongsam belongs to a friend of my classmate. The makeup is made by Yuyou. It's retro makeup. Yuyou is good at makeup. Does it look good?"

Fu Nanli's Adam's apple rolled. He took a few photos and took them out to look at a few times every day. Not only were they beautiful, they actually looked like a seductive fairy, which made it difficult for people to control themselves.

He held her hand and led her to the private room without responding directly to her words.

Entering the private room, Fu Cheng continued: "Today is to celebrate He Yan's winning the grand prize in the International Jewelry Competition, and secondly, to celebrate the fact that our Xiao Wen is Mo Yue."

He Jun said: "Mu Yue?"

He Yan's limelight was instantly snatched away. Wasn't this meal just to celebrate her winning the award?

Wen Qiao waved his hands quickly: "That's not worth mentioning, so there's no need to celebrate with great fanfare."

Fu Nanli held her hand and said, "Why is it not worth mentioning? At the age of nineteen, you have composed such a popular and widely sung song. You are indeed talented. There is no need to be too modest."

Fu Cheng echoed: "That's right."

Fu Cheng even took out his mobile phone, opened the music app, and clicked on the song "Jingzhe". Several people followed and listened to the song composed by Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao obviously became the most popular one.

He Yan's hand holding the wine glass tightened slightly and she gave Wen Qiao a meaningful look. The little girl was very good at stealing the limelight.

Wen Qiao came close to Fu Nanli's ear and whispered: "Didn't you come here today to celebrate He Yan? Isn't that not good?"

Fu Nanli said calmly: "She shouldn't mind."

Men, straight men, always underestimate the competitiveness of women.

Although Wen Qiao also has a straight mentality, Lu Youyou's upbringing made her feel that it was not a good thing to steal the limelight.

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