Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me

Chapter 778 The Heart of Sima Zhao

Wen Qiao squeezed his fist and compared her with Gu Xiao's mother, which really made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

But she still endured it.

"I am not Gu Yunzhu No. 2, I am me, I am Wen Qiao, I like Fu Nanli, and I treat him very well. After being with him, I never thought to take advantage of him. He treats me well, and I do Treat him nicely as much as we can. We are equal and mutually exclusive."

Fu Huaiyong was obviously disdainful: "You are indeed not Gu Yunzhu. You have a much better wrist than Gu Yunzhu. If you want to refuse, you are welcome. You are fishing for a big fish on a long line."

Wen Qiao closed his eyes and told himself that he could not argue with the sick number, let alone Fu Nanli's grandfather.

"I know you don't believe me no matter what I say, but I just want to say to you, I will treat him well, and my greatest expectation of him is to hope that he will be happy."

Fu Huaiyong didn't have the patience to listen anymore, "Your rhetoric is useful to Nan Li, but it is useless to me. No matter how much you say, I won't believe you. As long as my old man is alive for one day, you don't Count on entering the Fu's door."

Wen Qiao sighed helplessly in his heart, "In any case, you have to take care of your body. Nan Li will be happy when you are healthy."

The old man treated her with a cold face: "You can get out now, don't be pretending to be in front of me."

The better her attitude, the more unhappy he is.

These poor people are accustomed to wearing a mask, slumped and small, and after a long time, the greedy fangs will be exposed.

Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows. There were still three fires in the clay figurine. What's more, Wen Qiao was originally magnanimous. Her father's attitude also aroused her dissatisfaction, but because the other party was sick, she said solemnly: "If I enter by myself In the top ten of the national wealth list, I hope you will stop being prejudiced against me by then, and don't think that I stay by Fu Nanli for money."

If you encounter a problem, solve the problem.

This is Wen Qiao's style of doing things.

But he heard the old man sneer, disdainfully: "The top ten in the country? You can't even make the top ten in Haicheng."

The little girl was young and didn't know how high the sky was. Nan Li gave her a little money, and she really thought she could jump into the celebrity circle.

Wen Qiao has a solemn expression: "If I can be in the top ten of the Haicheng Fortune List, I hope you will stop being prejudiced against me."

"Stop dreaming, you can go out!"

Wen Qiao said slightly: "I will assume that you agree. Take care. I will visit you again when I have time."

After speaking, he turned and left the ward.

"Let Nan Li come in."

Before going out, the old man threw a word over.

Seeing her coming out, Fu Nanli asked in a low voice whether his grandfather was embarrassing her, Wen Qiao naturally said no.

Fu Nanli entered the ward, leaving only Wen Qiao and Qiu Ya outside the ward.

Wen Qiao did not deliberately talk to her, put his hands in his pockets, and leaned against the wall lazily.

Qiu Ya smiled: "Grandpa Fu seems to be a little hostile to you, don't worry about it."

Wen Qiao's eyebrows were filled with irritability, and he smiled slightly: "Yes? I don't think Grandpa Fu is hostile to me."

Qiu Ya didn't expect her to say that, and her tone became softer, "Actually, Grandpa Fu doesn't like flattering people, but rather frank and straightforward people. If you really have any dissatisfaction in your heart, tell him directly Come out and clarify the words, I think the problem can be solved."

Wen Qiao smiled coldly.

This Miss Qiu is really the heart of Sima Zhao, everyone knows.

What does she want to do?

(End of this chapter)