Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 542: Self-disciplined man

Chapter 542 The Self-disciplined Man

Fu Cheng and Fu Jiang were also cousins ​​who calculated his family's property, but their treatment was completely different. It was not because Fu Cheng had been with Fu Nanli since childhood.

Fu Nanli said he was ruthless and ruthless, but he was a rare and affectionate person in this world.

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Wen Qiao lived in Fu Nanli’s apartment for seven days and saw that Fu Nanli is really a self-disciplined person. He gets up at 6:30 every morning. There is a swimming pool on the second floor. He will swim for half an hour and work in the study for at least ten hours. In the evening, he will work out in the gym, while Wen Qiao eats various snacks he prepared.

Sweat soaked his T-shirt, and the strong muscles in his abdomen were looming. Wen Qiao squeezed his belly, the contrast was so vivid.

She couldn't waste the wood anymore. The next morning, Fu Nanli was swimming. She also jumped out of the pool and swam. She felt that there was something wrong in Fu Nanli's eyes.

The person who has been swimming for twenty minutes sitting by the pool and resting looks down at himself, um, it seems a bit curvilinear...

Shao Fu climbed onto the edge of the pool and left a sentence: "Men in the morning can't be offended. Don't do this in the future."

The towel fell on her head and the man went into the bathroom.

Wen Qiao sniffed, and silently wrapped his body in a towel.

Seven days have passed. At the dinner table, Wen Qiao said, "I'll be home soon. My mother asked me when to go home for the past two days. It is too disturbing to live at Yoyo's house."

Fu Nanli responded softly, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

Wen Qiao shook his head: "No."

"Well, I'll take you back in a while."

After breakfast, the car went to the alley, Wen Qiao got off the car, and happened to see the postman passing by on a small electric donkey. Seeing her, the uncle cheerfully said: "Qiao Qiao, there are letters from your family, two, they should be brothers. Admission letter from ."

Wen Qiao took the envelope, and the signatures under the two letters were No. 9 High School. She took Fu Nanli's hand and ran forward quickly along the alley.

The midsummer sunshine passed through the paulownia flowers and the green shade that stretched out from the wall. His little friend seemed so happy. The joy was transmitted to him, and the smile on Fu Nanli's mouth was slightly open.

Wen Qiao ran all the way back to his home. After a rare day's rest, Wen Chi lay on a bamboo chair. After days of continuous training, his body seemed to be hollowed out.

Wen Qiao slammed the envelope on the wooden table. Wen Chi was so frightened that he looked at his sister in shock, "What are you doing? Disturbing dreams."

"Look, your own admission letter."

Wen Chi suddenly got enthusiasm. He immediately jumped up when he saw the words of Ninth Middle School, "Wen Qiao, what did I say, I must be admitted to Ninth Middle School, right?"

Wen Mo was at the well, taking a big watermelon out of the cold water and running over, "Sister, eat melon."

Wen Qiao touched his head, "Wen Chi can be in a high school with you, and my sister can rest assured."

Xiao Mo's temperament is too easy to be bullied, and he can at least protect him with warmth.

Wen Mo took a knife, cut the watermelon into several pieces, and handed one to Fu Nanli, "Sister...Brother-in-law, eat watermelon."

Fu Nanli smiled, "Thank you."

Su Yun and Ji Mingyuan hurried back. Su Yun didn't have time to take off the aprons of the small convenience store, and hurried into the yard: "I heard the postman said that an admission letter was delivered."

Wen Qiao: "Well, he was admitted to the ninth middle school."

Su Yun's eyes turned red in an instant, and she trembled and accepted the two admission notices. She wiped the corners of her eyes and said, "This was a year ago, how can I believe it?"

(End of this chapter)

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