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

Wen Qiao hugged her mother: "I feel so happy, my mother has been hurt since then."

"Silly child, don't cry."

"Who cried? I didn't cry."

The other one who burst into tears was Aunt Xiaojun, who was also her mother's best friend, and a wonderful person who gave them a house when they were at their worst.

When Su Yun got married, she naturally wanted to come back from abroad.

Aunt Xiaojun's family is well-off, because she was sent by the company to country m, where she met her husband and stayed in New York.

She is also in her early 40s, but she is well maintained, her ears are short, her hair is neat, her skin is fair, and she looks foreign.

When the guests dispersed, she had time to talk to them personally.

She took Wen Qiao's hand and said, "Auntie has been busy all these years and has no time to come back to see you. Qiaoqiao is getting more and more beautiful. Do you have a boyfriend? Auntie has a nephew who is handsome and tall, how about you? Do you want to think about it?"

Su Yun smiled and held her hand: "Qiaoqiao is very good, she already has a boyfriend."

Aunt Xiaojun was very annoyed: "Oh, yes, Qiao Qiao looks so good-looking, there must be no shortage of suitors."

Wen Qiao said with a smile: "Then you talk, I won't disturb you, just speak quickly, don't make Uncle Ji wait too long."

Su Yun feigned anger: "You child."

Wen Qiao hurried out.

Wen Qiao and two younger brothers stood in the yard and outside the window sill, and could vaguely hear the crying of their mother and Aunt Xiaojun.

Speaking of the past, speaking of those sad and dark years, who can not bear it? Who can not cry?

When the twilight came, Aunt Xiaojun and their siblings sent her mother to Uncle Ji's house.

It's only four households apart, and it's just as long as you lift your feet.

Uncle Ji smiled and said to Aunt Xiaojun, "Thank you for lending them the house, otherwise I wouldn't know Su Yun."

Aunt Xiaojun certified and said solemnly: "You have to treat her well, or I will not let you go."

Wen Qiao remembered her home Yoyo. She and her mother were lucky to have met the best best friend in the world.

Ji Mingyuan is also very solemn: "I will."

Wen Qiao took Aunt Xiaojun to the car again, and then took a bank card to her: "Aunt Xiaojun, I made some money, when we bought this house, you should take it first, and I will pay for the follow-up. will be passed on to you."

Aunt Xiaojun rubbed her head: "Little girl, if you make some money, it's amazing, right? Is Auntie someone who lacks your money?"

Wen Qiao stubbornly said, "I know you have money, but..."

Aunt Xiaojun hugged her: "Silly child, aunt doesn't want your money, just treat it as a wedding gift for your mother, eh? We Jojo have been the hardest these years. Auntie knows that your mother is a little weak sometimes. Yes, you are the one who supports the house and protects your younger brother. What an auntie can do is trivial, so let's take this house, eh?"

Wen Qiao's eyes were slightly wet, and it was worth it for a scumbag to exchange such a sincere good person.

"Thank you, Auntie Xiaojun."

Aunt Xiaojun hugged Wen Qiao: "Auntie and your uncle have discussed it. After a while, you may focus on your work and return to Haicheng, and then you can see each other often."

Wen Qiao watched Aunt Xiaojun leave, and went to Uncle Ji's door with Wen Chi and Wen Mo, and told Uncle Ji that they would come here often to eat in the future. Uncle Ji said that he was afraid that you would not come.

I came out of Uncle Ji's house and walked towards my house along the long alley full of memories.