Chapter 111
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 111: Young master, sorry for disturbing
Translator: 549690339
Fu Nanli had always been a person with a very strong sense of time. He never did meaningless things, but he was always able to stick to Wen Qiao and say things that were irrelevant and meaningless. He had never felt that it was a waste of time.
Wen Qiao felt that the atmosphere between the two of them had become ambiguous again, so she struggled to get up. âIs young master Fu so thrifty? You didnât even turn on the lights. Iâll go turn on the lights.â
The man pressed her down. sit down.
The man came closer and closer.
Light and darkness overlapped on his deep-set facial features.
It seemed to be raining outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The pattering rain provided an even more ambiguous atmosphere for the two people in the dark living room.
Countless excuses flashed through Wen Qiaoâs mind, but she didnât know which one could make eldest young master less unhappy.
The phone in her hand suddenly vibrated.
Wen Qiaoâs heart relaxed. She looked at the screen. It was a video call from Lu Youyou.
Lu Youyou, youâre my daddy!
She looked at Fu Nanli âhelplesslyâ. âItâs Youyou,â
Lu Youyou didnât know that she had been added to young master Fuâs wanted list for the second time.
Without waiting for Fu Nanliâs approval, Wen Qiao immediately picked up the video call. Lu Youyouâs voice rang out, â âQiao Qiao, are you home?â
âWhatâs the matter?â Wen Qiao replied uneasily.
âWhy is it so dark? He didnât even turn on a single light.â
Wen Qiao was held in the manâs arms. She was so nervous that she didnât dare to move, trying her best not to let him be in the picture.
âIf you have something to say, say it.â
âWhy do I hear two breathing sounds? Is there anyone beside you?â
Wen Qiao felt her scalp go numb. When did Lu Youyou become so sensitive?
âYes, Little Mo is beside me.â
The manâs hand on her waist tightened slightly, as if he was dissatisfied.
âYouyou, whatâs the matter?â Wen Qiao asked, bracing herself.
after you left, Shang fan said that the composer of his âawakeningâ was a student of our Central Conservatory of Music. You know that, right? â
Wen Qiao nodded. Of course, she knew that brother Hao probably didnât reveal his name to Shang fan, only telling him that the composer was in Central Conservatory of Music.
then, a post appeared in our forum. There were various analyses, saying that mu Yue was probably Xu Lu.
Wen Qiao:
I have a reasonable suspicion that the post was posted by Xu Lu herself.
Wen Qiao:
Xu Luâs skin was thicker than she had imagined, but it was indeed in line with her style. Xu Lu loved to put gold on her face.
Wen Qiao: â sheâs setting herself up again. This song wasnât composed by her. Sheâs definitely going to fail in the end.
Lu Youyou got excited. right? itâs definitely not her doing. How can she be so shameless? â
âIsnât she always like this?â Wen Qiao shrugged.
At the moment, she didnât want to expose Xu Lu. She didnât want to be exposed under the mediaâs flash, which was not good for Xiao mo and Xiao Chiâs condition.
Fu Nanli watched as Wen Qiao and the person on the other end of the phone exchanged words, seemingly getting more and more engrossed in their conversation to the point that she even forgot about his existence.
âWhen can we finish?ân/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He suddenly opened his mouth and asked in an extremely low voice.
Wen Qiao froze.
Lu Youyou squinted at Wen Qiao and said,âitâs not Little Mo, right? didnât Little Mo refuse to speak? I think I heard a manâs voice.â
Wen Qiao was about to continue arguing when Fu Nanli took the phone and said in a deep voice, â âItâs me.â
Wen Qiaoâs outstretched hand hung in the air, and she finally gave up struggling.
Ah, forget it.
Lu Youyou panicked and dropped her phone on the ground. She then said respectfully, â young master, Iâm sorry to have disturbed your time together. Iâll hang up now.