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

Before he opened his mouth, Wen Qiao hurriedly handed over the red envelope: "This is what your grandma gave me. I didn't want to accept it, but the old man was so kind, I..."

He stretched out his long hand and hugged her into his arms.

The little grievance in Wen Qiao's heart immediately disappeared.

She has always been a person who is easily contented and will be grateful for a little warmth.

"Since the old man gave it to you, just keep it, but don't see them again, and you won't be able to chat with them."

"Oh, I see."

The two went upstairs. Fu Nanli poured hot water for her. Wen Qiao held the red envelope in his hand, but was still a little at a loss: "I think it's too much."

She felt uneasy about accepting money from an old lady for nothing.

"It is the tradition of the older generation to give red envelopes to the younger generation when meeting them, so just keep it."

Another addition to her Fu family's small treasury, and the pressure on her heart became heavier.

"I heard your team won the championship, congratulations."

She was just bored and picked a topic at random, without any sense of accountability as "you said you would take me to the ball game, but you broke your promise."

Fu Nanli reached out and rubbed the top of her hair: "Are you unhappy?"

Wen Qiao:......

"Um?"

"I'll take you to see it next season."

After clarifying what was in his heart, he would no longer be entangled. He only needed to protect her and carefully hide her secrets.

In order to avoid unnecessary complications, it is probably necessary to hide it until she graduates.

Wen Qiao knew that he had misunderstood, and said quickly: "I know you are busy, it doesn't matter whether you go or not, really."

Fu Nanli held her hand and lowered his eyes: "I promised to take you to see it, and I will take you there. You must do everything you promised me."

Wen Qiao thought for a moment and said, "Well, I will never see your mother and grandmother without permission in the future."

Fu Nanli's hand went from the top of her hair to her ears, then to her chin, and his voice was a little hoarse: "What else?"

Wen Qiao was slightly stunned: "Is there more?"

"Think about it." The man held his chin, and his every move was full of control.

Wen Qiao thought about it for a long time. He was thinking about it on the way he sent her back. When he got to the alley, he remembered that she seemed to have promised him that she would always stay by his side.

Her heart moved, and she had a vague feeling that she really wanted to stay by his side, not just to save her life.

Of course she wanted to stay with him, but she was afraid that the day the truth came out, he wouldn't want her anymore.

"I will do whatever I promise you." Her eyes were sincere.

Most definitely.

Fu Nanli rubbed his chest: "Wen Qiao, remember what you said."

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The weather is getting colder, and Wen Chi is lying on his desk doing homework. Now his condition is almost recovered, and his concentration is much more concentrated than before.

He used to be held back in his grades because he couldn't control his emotions and would get distracted when it came to homework.

Now that my health has improved, I can study with twice the result with half the effort, and it is really not impossible to be in the top ten.

Suddenly there were footsteps outside, as well as the panicked voices of Ding Hai and Xia Bai.

"Brother Chi, Brother Chi, it's not good."

Wen Chi finished the last big question of the math paper and glanced at the two panting people: "What's the matter?"

"Ding Hai's uncle's club is going to close."

Wen Chi's face immediately darkened: "What did you say? Ding Hai, what's going on?"

Ding Hai squatted half-crouched, holding on to his thighs, gasping for air. As soon as he received the news, he immediately ran over, filling his lungs with cold air and feeling terribly uncomfortable.

"Say it quickly."