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

Wen Qiao was caught off guard by her crying: "Why are you crying?"

Miss Jiao Didi, she really can’t bear it.

Fang Duo choked up while wiping her tears: "I have already disbanded the New Folk Music Club. My hand was injured and I can't play the guzheng now. I know now that none of the people around me are sincere to me. They are just Flatter me, flatter me, they hope that I will be arrogant and suffer the consequences in the end, they all hope that I will be unlucky."

Su Yun muttered: "Qiaoqiao, don't quarrel with your classmates, talk to yourself."

Wen Qiao: "It's okay, Mom, you cook your own food."

Wen Qiao looked at the man squatting on the ground: "What does it have to do with me?"

"If I think about it carefully, maybe you are the best person to me in the school."

Wen Qiao raised his hand: "Don't... I'll treat you like that."

Fang Duo was too extreme. He had always said that he wanted to harm her before, but suddenly he said that she was the best to her.

She turned around faster than flipping through a book.

Fang Duo's tears rolled out as if she didn't want money: "Wen Qiao, I can't play the guzheng anymore, but I still like playing the guzheng very much. I have closed down the New Folk Music Club for your sake, so you can't let me Go to your old folk music club? Do whatever you want, even if it’s just to be a Xuanfa, I’m still doing what I like, woo woo woo…”

The weather was hot, and Wen Qiao was upset by her crying, "Can you please stop crying first?"

Anyone who walks in front of her house will look at her curiously, thinking that she, Wen Qiao, has caused some trouble outside and someone has come to her door.

Fang Duo sobbed: "I don't even have friends in Yangyin."

Lu Youyou snorted: "You didn't ask for it yourself, but you know how to use money to hit people."

Fang Duo cried out again: "I'm so miserable, and you still blame me."

Lu Youyou had a headache: "Try crying again."

Wen Qiao pressed his temples: "But our folk music club does not lack people at the moment. In this way, we can be friends with you, but just join the folk music club. What do you think?"

Fang Duo has the temper of a young lady. She is in a good mood today and wants to be friends with you. But if she is provoked tomorrow, there may be another conflict.

As soon as Fang Duo heard that they could be friends, she immediately burst into laughter and said, "Really?"

Wen Qiao responded: "Really, really."

Fang Duo immediately called and went out, and saw her driver entering the yard carrying large and small bags with both hands. Brand-name bags, brand-name clothes, shoes, and various skin care products and cosmetics were all placed on the old elm table. superior.

Wen Qiao picked one up and looked at it carefully: "What are these for?"

"Highlight, for makeup, this brand is very useful."

Wen Qiao's expression was blank: "Highlight? Where...is it applied?"

Lu Youyou scratched her neck: "Our daughter, Qiao Gang, doesn't know how to put on makeup at all, and do you think she can wear these clothes you gave her? She only wears T-shirts and jeans all day long."

Wen Qiao said solemnly: "Fang Duo, do you know why you don't have any true friends around you?"

Fang Duo was a little confused.

"Money can't buy true friends. If you really want others to be sincere to you, you should be sincere to them first. Take these things back."

Fang Duo was stunned for a moment, and finally asked the driver to take everything away.

She had been making friends like this since she was a child. She was lost in thought, and she seemed to have vaguely learned something.