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

Fu Nanli took a look at her bed. It was a small bed that he had once disliked. It was difficult to stretch out his legs.

He sat by the bed, and Wen Qiao was a little at a loss.

The room was too small, the bed was too small, and it was a familiar territory. Mom and the others were in the neighboring courtyard separated by a wall, with Wen Chi and Wen Mo at the opposite door, and occasionally you could hear Wen Chi's shouts playing games.

How could she leave people behind in such an environment?

People are kept by themselves, so I have to finish the night on my knees.

The room was well heated, and just as she was about to take off her down jacket, Fu Nanli took her hand and said, "I'm hungry."

The old man fell ill before he had time to eat dinner. He has been struggling until now, and he is really hungry.

Wen Qiao looked at him in embarrassment: "Didn't you have a drink with your friends? Just drink and no food?"

"No."

Wen Qiao tutted: "How come you don't know how to take care of yourself? Drinking on an empty stomach hurts your stomach."

He sat on the bed and looked up at her. Wen Qiao looked helpless, "I can only simply cook instant noodles for you to eat, for fear of waking them up."

"Want me to come to the kitchen with you?"

"no, I'm fine."

About ten minutes later, Wen Qiao appeared at the door of the room carrying a small copper pot. Wen Chi's voice came from behind: "Are you not full for dinner?"

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat and turned to look at him: "What? Can't it?"

Wen Chi: "Did I say no? Why are you so fierce?"

With that said, he had already walked to the door of Wen Qiao's room, pretending to open the door for her.

Wen Qiao immediately stood in front of him and looked at him defensively: "What are you doing?"

"Open the door for you, my dear sister."

Wen Qiao: "No, I can drive it myself."

Wen Chi frowned: "Why are you acting weird? Is there someone hiding in the room?"

Wen Qiao immediately said sternly: "What are you talking about? It's past twelve o'clock, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

The door creaked open, and Fu Nanli stretched out his hand to support the low door frame, "Why don't you come in?"

A slap in the face.

How can Sister Qiao save her face?

Wen Chi was stunned on the spot, then he pushed Wen Qiao into the room thoughtfully, and gently closed the door for them, and whispered against the door, "Brother-in-law, I just pretend I didn't see you."

Fu Nanli had a smile on his lips and looked down at the person leaning against the door: "Your brother is very considerate."

Wen Qiao put the small pot on the desk, "Come over and eat."

In a small copper pot, there is tonkotsu ramen, a sunny-side-up egg, two pieces of lunch meat, and some small green vegetables. It looks very appetizing.

Fu Nanli sat on her chair, picked up her chopsticks, and slowly ate the instant noodles she cooked by herself.

It tastes really good.

"Would you like some?"

Wen Qiao sat cross-legged on the edge of the bed and looked at him, "I'm not hungry, just eat."

Fu Nanli ate instant noodles as the first meal of the New Year. It was also the first instant noodles in his life.

After eating the instant noodles, Wen Qiao handed him a tissue: "Wipe it off, you can go to bed."

"I have to brush my teeth." The young master said.

Wen Qiao narrowed his eyes: "In the courtyard house where we live, the bathroom is outside the house, and the sound of opening and closing the door is quite loud. It doesn't matter if you don't clean it all night, right? Can we just make do with it?"

"You won't be able to sleep if you don't brush your teeth."

Wen Qiao held his forehead. This young master really couldn't handle it at all. He could only tiptoe out of the room. As soon as he went out, the door opposite opened and Wen Chi said in a breathy voice: "Wen Qiao, do you want my help?"

Wen Qiao gritted his teeth: "No, go to sleep."