Chapter 1457
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Tears rolled down ye minqiuâs face, but her voice was still normal. Iâve forgiven you long ago. Actually, you really didnât have to be away for so many years. Forget it, it doesnât seem to make sense to say all this.
She touched the manâs face with her fingers. There was no warmth or emotion. Finally, she slowly leaned over and hugged the person on the operating table, crying softly.
Outside the operating theater, Fu huaiyong caught his breath and asked Fu Nanli, â âHow did your father become like this? Who killed him?â
Fu Nanliâs eyes darkened. I donât know. He was already like this when we arrived.
âWe must find out who killed him at all costs,â Fu huaiyong said through gritted teeth.
Wen Qiao wanted to step forward but was stopped by Qin bei, who shook his head gently. miss Wen, donât be rash. You have to discuss everything with young master first.
Wen Qiao lowered her eyes and held Qin beiâs shoulders tightly. She said in a low voice, â âBut I canât do anything about it.â
She was about to step forward when Fu Nanli turned around and pulled her into his arms. âQin bei, send Qiao âer back first.â
âIâm not going back,â Wen Qiao replied.
Fu Nanli gently stroked her back. be good. Go back first. Leave the things here to me.
Qin bei forcefully brought Wen Qiao out of the hospital.
It was freezing cold, and the black sky was like a dark net, covering them, making peopleâs breathing heavy.
Wen Qiao sat in the car like a zombie.
âYoung master is here. Everything will be fine,â Qin bei comforted her.
There was still some blood on Wen Qiaoâs fingers. but I killed someone. And that person was his father.
âYingluo, donât think too much.â
Wen Qiao ran her fingers through her hair and painfully buried her head between her knees.
In a Bentley not far away, he xihuai sat in the back seat with a cigarette between his fingers.
âSir, will they notice the problem?â
âWhat did you find?â He xihuai raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Teresa in the front seat.
âI found out that Fu xianyuan didnât die at Wen Qiaoâs hands.â
He xihuai laughed. You said that he didnât die in Wen Qiaoâs hands. Then tell me, how did he die?â
Teresa trembled in fear. She thought she was being smart again.
âZhenzhen was killed by miss Wen.â
âWrong, Zhenzhen.â
Teresaâs forehead was covered in sweat. She didnât know what the big boss wanted to hear or say.
itâs obviously not because of Wen Qiao. How can you accuse her? â
âYes, youâre right.â Teresa quickly smiled apologetically.
He xihuai smiled. but it doesnât matter whether it was her or not. Fu Nanliâs grandfather and mother, including Fu Nanli, will all think that Fu xianyuan died in Wen Qiaoâs hands.
Teresa carefully tried to guess her husbandâs intentions.
this way, Wen Qiao will break off relations with the fu family. This is what you want to see, isnât it? â
Iâve said it before. Sheâs still too humane. I donât like it when sheâs so humane.
The word âbutâ was already on the tip of Teresaâs tongue, but she knew that her Sir wouldnât like to hear such heartfelt words.
âYes, youâre right.â
He xihuai laughed in a low voice. itâs all thanks to me that Fu xianyuan can live for a few more decades. Now that I need him, of course he should be willing to die for me. Donât you think so? â
âYes,â Teresa nodded.
It started snowing outside the window. He xihuai said in a deep voice, â âAlright, letâs go,â
In the hospital, Fu Nanli arranged for his men to send his grandfather and mother away first, then sent his father to the mortuary.
He stood alone in the mortuary until two in the morning.