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

Qiu Ya quickly said: "Yes, my grandfather is a very conservative and traditional old man. Grandpa Fu likes me. I can come over often to accompany him and recognize him as his granddaughter or something. Or... let's forget it."

Fu Nanli lightly dropped the scarf in his hand, "Then I'll leave first."

Fu Huaiyong raised his hand: "Xiaoya, take Nan Li to the door."

Ye Minqiu only felt that it was hard to explain. In her own home, letting others take her son to the door. The old man's Sima Zhao's intentions were known to everyone on the road.

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows slightly: "No need, I won't get lost in my own home."

Ye Minqiu gives face, but Mr. Fu doesn't give face at all.

Fu Huaiyong's face darkened. He had suffered a series of defeats today, which made him furious, but he really couldn't get angry at his grandson.

His father's affair back then probably hurt him deeply. He always felt sorry for his grandson and didn't dare to say harsh words.

Qiu Ya: "Grandpa Fu, let's just eat. Nan Li can go on his own."

Fu Nanli had already walked out of the dining room, and Fu Huaiyong sat down angrily, "You have a really good temper."

Qiu Ya just lowered her head and smiled, looking like a lady and well-educated.

Ye Minqiu has a dark heart, and her son really doesn't like this.

Even without Wen Qiao, Nan Li would not have given the girl a second glance.

Well-behaved means well-behaved;

Boring is also boring.

Her son likes little foxes who tell lies and trick him.

Old man, old man, why do you have to confront this junior? Having lost a son, why can't he reflect on himself?

It's a pity that she is a daughter-in-law, not a daughter. There are many things that Nan Li doesn't want to say, so it is inconvenient for her to say them.

Fu Nanli went out. Some small snowflakes were floating outside, and the ground lamp was shining. Uncle Li held a big black umbrella and sent him to the car. Fu Nanli stopped for a moment beside the driving cars, " You spend the most time with the old man, help me persuade him."

Although it was bitterly cold, Uncle Li was sweating profusely on his forehead.

"Master, you are really joking. How can the old man listen to me?"

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows slightly: "It's one thing whether it works or not, but it's another thing whether you say it or not. Uncle Li, you should also know how to say it."

Uncle Li stretched out his hand to support the carriages, "Yes, yes, young master, don't worry, I will definitely help you say what you need to say, Xiao Wen..."

Well, Xiao Wen, that kid, he used to think she was a liar, but now that the young master has recovered his memory, there seems to be no point in pursuing whether she is a liar.

The old man is obsessed with the authorities, and he is the only one who has an obsession with family status.

He, the housekeeper, could tell that the young master was much happier than before. He and Aunt Rong were the ones who accompanied the young master to Europe back then, and they both watched helplessly as the young master struggled to earn a living and was too thin to look good.

The most important thing is that the young master is happy.

Fu Nanli's mouth curved slightly, and he stooped into the car. Uncle Li closed the car door and watched him leave.

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When it comes to buying new year's goods, Wen Qiao thought that online shopping would be enough, but Mr. Fu meant, "I have a shopping mall where I can go shopping."

The happiness of rich people is so simple, unpretentious and boring.

Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli went to the shopping mall under his name. It was one of the two high-end luxury shopping malls in Haicheng, the other one belonged to Lu Er.

Wen Qiao also knew why these two people were always so difficult to deal with.

Not only are they alumni, but they are also business competitors and rivals. Can they like each other?