Chapter 140
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 140: It wasnât him
Translator: 549690339
Two days ago, he had told her that he was in good condition. Did someone provoke him? She didnât know if the other partyâs injury was serious. If it was serious, Wen Chi was afraid that he wouldnât be able to go to school normally. Perhaps entering the youth detention center would have a greater impact on his mood and spirit.
That way, Wen mo would be affected as well.
Fu Nanli stroked her head, his voice deep. âYouâll be fine, donât scare yourself.â
Wen Qiao, who had always been used to shouldering everything herself, felt that his arms were broad and warm. She nodded her head hard.âYes.â
The car soon arrived at ninth high school, and several police cars were parked at the entrance of ninth high. The students who came out of the school were all in a state of shock and whispered among themselves ...
âYes, I stabbed a few of them with a knife.â
âItâs too scary.â
âI was right there, I was too scared.â
âI heard that one of them is seriously injured. Iâm afraid heâs a coward.â
âDonât say anymore, teacher doesnât want us to say.â
Wen Qiaoâs face turned even paler. She held her breath and hurriedly walked into the campus. She walked until her chest was out of breath, her legs were weak, and everything before her eyes was white.
She was afraid.
He was too scared.
Her only wish was for her family to be safe and healthy.
The campus of ninth high school was so big that her legs went soft. Suddenly, someone called her from behind-
âWen Qiao.â
Wen Qiaoâs heart suddenly stopped. She turned around and saw Wen Chi wearing ninth Highâs white shirt and school uniform, standing under the sun and looking at her.
There was an obvious bloodstain on the lower hem of his shirt, and Wen Qiao found it hard to breathe. She ran over and looked at him with reddened eyes.âAre you alright?â
âIâm fine,â she said.
Wen Qiaoâs hand, which was holding his arm, was trembling slightly. âNo one caught you?â
âWhy did you capture me?â
Wen Qiao was stunned. I heard that a student from ninth high school injured someone. Wasnât it you? â she asked.
Wen Chi rubbed her head and said,âif I really wanted to hurt someone, would I still be standing in front of you? Are you an idiot?â
itâs you? â Wen Qiaoâs eyes felt hot. is it really not you? â
it wasnât me. The one I told you about last time, the one whose mother didnât think he was sick, was him. He used a knife to hurt people, and I subdued him in the end, so his body was stained with blood.
Surviving a disaster?
A false alarm?
These words could comfort her flustered heart.
She selfishly rejoiced that it wasnât him, that it wasnât her younger brother Wen Chi.
Wen Qiao smacked his head. you scared me to death, you know that? â
Wen Chi held his head,âwhy did you hit me again? Sis, this is a school, canât you give me some face?â
He was the No. 9 high school tyrant. So many people were staring at him. It was too embarrassing.
âYou have to control your emotions in the future, okay?â
Iâve been controlling it, â Wen Chi said, feeling wronged. Iâve been controlling it quite well.
âDonât forget to take your medicine, okay?â
Iâve been eating on time every day. Sis, donât worry. Iâm already an adult, I can take care of myself.
âWhoâs worried about you?â
Wen Chi hooked his arm around her neck. you said you werenât worried. You thought I was the murderer. Look at you, youâre so anxious. You must be crying, right? â
Wen Qiao elbowed him and Wen Chi quickly let go of her. âHow can young master Fu stand you?â
Fu Nanli walked up and held Wen Qiaoâs hand. âIâm fine now.â
Wen Qiao felt that it was rather embarrassing. Fu Nanli had seen everything that seemed to have collapsed the sky just now.
Why was she so agitated?
Wen Chi pursed his lips. No wonder Wen Qiao had two sides to her.
âWhereâs little Mo? Letâs go home together. You donât have classes in the afternoon, right?â