Chapter 1007
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Just now, she had despised him, but now, she had slapped him in the face.
Fu huaiyong suppressed the joy in his heart and said, â âI know.â
This girl had finally treated him and that person in YuanNan mansion equally.
He didnât know why, but he actually cared about such a small matter.
Wen Qiao went downstairs, followed by uncle li, who said eagerly, â âXiao Wen, stay for dinner with the young master tonight. Itâs the old masterâs idea.â
Although the old man didnât say anything, uncle li could feel that the hostility between the two was gradually fading.
Ever since little Wenâs horse won the horse race, the deadlock had slowly melted.
Xiao Wen had really made people believe in her with her ability.
The old man was stubborn, but he believed that one day, the old man would also surrender.
Wen Qiao didnât ask if it was old Mr. Wenâs idea, but decided to stay for dinner.
She was pulled into Fu Nanliâs room. Just as young master Fu was about to do something, Wen Qiao pushed his chest and said, â âI have to call your grandma.â
âWhy did you call her?â
Nestled in his arms, Wen Qiao made a call and told him about her treatment for old Mr. Wen.
Because Grandpa Fu and grandma treated her very differently, she had to take grandmaâs feelings into consideration, so she added the last sentence, â I hope you donât mind.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Wu Yue âe laughed, her voice warm. silly child, even if I donât really like Nan Liâs grandfather, I wonât be angry that youâre able to let go of your prejudice and treat his illness. Iâll even think that youâre an especially reasonable and kind child. You donât need to tell me at all, this is your freedom. I wonât force my preferences on you and bind your hands and feet.
Wen Qiaoâs heart felt warm, feeling that she was very lucky to have met good people along the way, all gentle and strong.
The two of them chatted for a while before young master Fu finally couldnât help but lean over to the other end of the phone and say, â âOld lady, are you done talking?â
The old lady heard her grandsonâs voice and rebuked, â âAlright, alright, I wonât disturb you young people anymore. Iâm hanging up.â
Fu Nanli carried her to the sofa by the window and played with her fingers. Wen Qiao turned to look at him.âWere you very nervous when your grandfather was bleeding just now?â
Fu Nanli had been standing by her side the entire time. Although she didnât turn her head to look, she could sense that his breathing had become heavier.
âA little.â
you still donât believe me? â Wen Qiao narrowed her eyes.
âYou little girl, if you donât believe me, why did you bring you here? However, the moment he saw the bleeding, he was indeed worried that something might go wrong.â
Wen Qiao held his hand. thatâs to remove some of his clotted blood. Itâs beneficial.
Fu Nanli kissed the corner of her lips.
Qiu ya could feel that old master Fuâs attitude towards Wen Qiao had changed. She was very worried, but she didnât dare to say anything. She could only stay and take care of old master Fu without complaint.
She also shamelessly stayed for dinner.
Old Mr. Wen even struck up a conversation with Wen Qiao at the dining table. However, Wen Qiao was still as arrogant as ever, not caring about old Mr. Wenâs face at all.
Fu Nanli was helping her unconditionally.
She looked at Wen Qiao with envy.
She was always careful with her words, afraid that she would accidentally say something that would prick the old manâs sensitive nerves.
After the meal, Wen Qiao pulled Fu Nanli along and bade old master Fu farewell before leaving the fu familyâs mansion.
He couldnât be bothered to see that miss Qiu trying to please the old master.
When she got home, she saw her uncle smoking under the tree in the yard. She had never seen him smoke before. He seemed to have encountered some difficulties.
âUncle, whatâs wrong?â Wen Qiao stepped forward and asked softly.
Su CE put out the cigarette in his hand. I went to see he xihuai yesterday.
âWhat did you guys say?â
âHe wants to make an exchange with me,â su CE said, exhaling.
âWhat kind of exchange?â
Su CE lowered his eyes. he said that he has a clue on how to save your life. He said that he doesnât necessarily need me to research on synthesized blood or Fu Nanli to do it alone.