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

One thing she always remembers is that her son's life was saved by that little girl.

Fu Jiang plotted against her son and caused a car accident. It was the little girl who pulled him out of the car and saved his life. Otherwise, her son would have been buried in the fire.

Not long ago, Gu Xiao took a handful of Brownings and went to Xiaotangshan to settle the score with her son. People there said that at the critical moment, it was the little girl who stood in front of her son regardless of her own safety.

Although there are no bullets in Gu Xiao's Browning.

But the little girl definitely didn’t know that before.

It is only natural that he would risk his life to protect the child who could sacrifice her life for him.

As a mother, she is not so unreasonable that she can only let the little girl pay. Who is not the mother's little baby?

The phone rang and Fu Nanli answered the call. Wen Qiao's voice was on the other end. The background sound was the laughter of children. In the distance, there was Wen Chi's shout, "Wen Qiao, come and set off the fireworks. If you don't come, why don't you come?" I left it for you'.

Fu Nanli felt a little heavy in his heart.

On New Year's Eve, other families were having reunion dinner, but he was on his way to send his grandfather to the hospital.

"Are you having New Year's Eve dinner?" Wen Qiao asked the person on the other end of the phone with a smile in his voice, ignoring Wen Chi's shouting.

"Well, it's ready. It's almost time to eat. How about you?"

Wen Qiao: "Uncle Ji is still preparing. The New Year's Eve dinner is so sumptuous that he has been preparing it all afternoon. He is so hungry."

Fu Nanli's expression softened a bit: "Your Uncle Ji is a good cook."

"Are you watching the Spring Festival Gala?"

Fu Nanli's migraine hit him without warning, and his temples hurt so much, "I don't really want to see it."

"You can take a look. I'll send you a message at twelve o'clock, okay?"

"Um."

"I'm going to have dinner. I'll hang up now and wish you a happy New Year."

"Well, happy New Year."

While Wen Qiao was having New Year's Eve dinner with his family, Fu Nanli stood outside the door of the emergency operating room, waiting for his grandfather's condition.

At the dinner table, Su Ce brought over a bottle of vinegar: "Aqiao, do you want to put some vinegar in the sauce?"

"Put more."

Su Yun said cheerfully: "Qiao Qiao is really very similar to your uncle. Both of you like to eat sour food."

"It's normal for a niece to look like an uncle."

Hairy crabs, fried shrimps in oil, beef stir-fried in sauce, grilled lamb chops, all of them are hard dishes. Wen Chi moved his index finger and said: "Uncle Ji, tonight is a bit too rich. I guess I will eat at least Five days worth of leftovers.”

Ji Mingyuan laughed and said: "It's rare. Your uncle is back. The first New Year with us must be grand."

After saying that, she opened a can of beer for each person, and Su Yun clicked her tongue: "Those two children are still underage."

Ji Mingyuan poured half of it for each of them: "Two of them share a can. If it's not intoxicating, it's fine."

The TV in the living room is always on, and the festive music is accompanied by the laughter and chasing of children in the alley. The New Year atmosphere is very strong.

At the dinner table, Su Ce took out three red envelopes: "Red envelopes for you."

How could Wen Qiao stretch out this hand?

Yesterday, my uncle reported the winning numbers in the lottery and insisted on letting them claim the prize. He said he had no need for the money. It could be said that he regarded money as dirt.

But now, he was quite strapped for money and still wanted to send red envelopes to the three siblings. Wen Qiao really couldn't bear to accept his uncle's money.

"We are so old that we have stopped accepting red envelopes for a long time."

Wen Chi touched his head: "Huh? Don't you want to accept it? Last year..."

Wen Qiao took a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs and stuffed it into his mouth: "You can't stop eating, can you?"

Su Ce suppressed a smile at the corner of his mouth: "Not much, six hundred per person, take it, we A Qiao will be safe and happy."

Wen Chi:......

Wen Mo:......

Nephews don’t have names?

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