Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 249 Wen Jianmin is somewhat regretful

Deep down in his heart, he regretted a little bit, because the two children not only had good grades, but also heard that their condition has improved. The late ptsd has almost recovered, and Wen Mo’s autism is said to be much better.

If he had learned that the child was sick, he hadn't...

His face suddenly sank. There was no such if, because Su Yun lied to him. They had an illness in the Su family's genes but did not tell him that he was also a victim.

He didn't need to blame himself, everything was Su Yun's fault.

No matter how good the children were, they couldn't make any waves. They still had the initiative to inherit the Wen family's business.

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As soon as the winter vacation, Wen Qiao’s house seemed to have become a shelter. The small living room was full of people. Lu Youyou had come to her house and squeezed a small bed with her to sleep, not to mention Xia Bai and Ding Hai. Play games with Wen Chi until night and day.

Wen Qiao kicked over: "You must go to bed before twelve o'clock, or you won't be allowed to hit."

Wen Chi's hair is like a magpie's nest: "Whose family slept before 12 o'clock in the game? It's not an old man."

"My family, that's how my family rests."

Xia Bai and Ding Hai held him one by one: "Brother Chi, listening to our sister's words is for your good and for the sake of your health."

"You two are really **** rubbish, you are afraid of being like this if you are afraid of a woman."

Xia Bai leaned over: "Brother Chi, aren't you afraid?"

Wen Chi rubbed his nose: "I'm a good man and don't fight with women. I will let her."

Lu Youyou stared at the computer intently: "Shang Fan's concert tickets will be on sale soon, Wen Chi, Xia Bai, Ding Hai, you all stop your actions and help us grab tickets."

Wen Chi squeezed his fingers and moved his muscles and bones a bit: "My little master, my god's hand speed is used to grab tickets for you. It's too bad."

Wen Qiao raised his hand, and Wen Chi immediately persuaded: "Grab, grab, you must grab it today."

Wen Mo smiled and looked at them.

"Countdown, nineteen eighty seven..."

With Lu Youyou's heart-piercing screams, Wen Qiao quickly helped her family Xiao Mo cover her ears.

After a while, Lu Youyou's second wave of screams sounded: "It's sold out in three seconds, it's worthy of the top stream."

Then he laughed wildly: "But, I got it, I actually got it."

Wen Chi looked calm: "I got it too."

Xia Bai and Ding Hai looked frustrated, they didn't even grab it.

Wen Qiao quickly scanned the QR code to pay. One was 1980 and two were 3960. Lu Youyou hugged her: "Dad loves you."

Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows: "I have paid, can't I be the father of the money owner?"

Lu Youyou resolutely said: "That won't work, you will be your father for one day and your father for life."

Immediately after Chunxiao's video call, his eyes were red: "Yoyou, I didn't get the ticket, what should I do?"

Lu Youyou glared at Xia Bai and Ding Hai. The two boys also boasted that they were game masters, but they couldn't grab the tickets. If they all got it, wouldn't the problem be solved?

"It's okay, ask for a ticket on Weibo, it's not a big problem."

Wen Qiao’s cell phone rang, Shang Fan’s voice was very respectful, and he didn’t feel like calling his junior: "Mr Mu Yue, I have reserved a few concert tickets here. What is your address? I will send it to you."

If it wasn't for Chunxiao who didn't grab the ticket, she really didn't need it.

"Too much trouble for you, I will get it myself."

"No trouble, no trouble, locate and send me, I will go over immediately."

He is...a bit idle.

(End of this chapter)