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

Wen Qiao lowered his eyes and whispered: "I'm sorry."

Seeing her guilty look, Fu Nanli said softly: "Don't see them again."

Wen Qiao nodded: "Yes, I understand."

Twenty minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of her alley, and Fu Nanli said solemnly: "I have to go back for a meeting, so you go home first."

Wen Qiao stood in the wind, watching the rear of the car with the red light on gradually disappear from his sight. His fingertips felt a little cold, so he put them in his pocket, lowered his head, and walked home along the long alley.

At eight o'clock in the evening, in the conference room of Dongchuan Airlines, the meeting ended. Ji Xianzheng lit a cigarette and looked at his cousin who seemed to be worried: "The meeting was going well just now, why did you suddenly go out?"

His cousin has always been calm and rational, and he has never seen him in such a panic.

Fu Nanli leaned back on the chair and rubbed his eyebrows: "Wen Qiao went to Yuannan Mansion. I took her out."

"Huh? She went to see the old lady? Just meet her. Why did you bring her out? No matter you like her or not, the old lady will never make things difficult for others."

"Although the old lady is old, she is very wise. My mother is even more sharp-eyed. I am afraid that she will say something wrong and reveal her fault."

Ji Xianzheng was puzzled: "She hasn't done anything criminal, so how can she reveal her flaws?"

Fu Nanli lit a cigarette and frowned deeply: "It's nothing."

"I can't understand you."

The kitchen of Wen Qiao's house was a bungalow. She climbed up on the ladder and lay down on the flat cement floor.

She needed the cold to wake her up.

She couldn't think of a reason why he was angry, and she didn't dare to ask him. She always felt that he didn't like her asking more questions.

She was very nervous, and all her sensitivity was used on Fu Nanli alone.

Maybe Fu Nanli was usually too kind to her, but when he became a little cold and fierce, she actually...she felt a little aggrieved.

She stretched out her hand and slapped herself lightly, the guy who pushed too hard.

You should not have the luxury of being wronged.

The north wind passed over the head, the sky was high, and a few stars dotted the lonely sky. Wen Chi shouted: "Wen Qiao, what are you doing? Lying on the roof in the cold weather."

Wen Qiao quickly got up, went down the ladder, returned to the room, and sent a message to Dong Yao [Has your grandpa heard about my symptoms? ]

The message came back quickly [I haven’t heard of it. He wants to check the ancient books and ask some of his friends. It takes time. Why are you in a hurry]

Wen Qiao sighed, he could only be a little liar next to Fu Nanli.

She actually wanted to confess to him at all costs, but he looked like he didn't want to hear it, so she didn't dare to act rashly.

Let’s wait a little longer.

She would confess everything after Dong Yao had some practical solution to her worries.

She touched her pocket and saw that the red envelope given by the old lady was still on her. When she took it, she felt it was so thick. She opened it and counted it. Three thousand six hundred yuan was too much.

It was a little hot to her hands.

She got up and walked out, walking from her home to Fu Nanli's apartment. Less than twenty minutes later, when she arrived, the headlights of the car behind her made her unable to open her eyes.

The car lights suddenly went out, and she saw clearly that it was Fu Nanli's car.

Wen Qiao stepped forward quickly, and Fu Nanli got out of the car. He saw that the tip of her nose was red from the cold, and his heart suddenly tightened. He took her away too eagerly just now, and it seemed that his tone was not good, and she should have been wronged.