Chapter 165
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 165: great satisfactionn/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Translator: 549690339
After the matter was settled, the group went downstairs. Fu Nanli gave Fu Cheng some instructions and walked behind.
Lu Youyou held Wen Qiaoâs hand and walked in front. She clenched her fist and said, â âQiaoqiao, this is so satisfying.â
Wen Qiao turned around to look at the man, her heart filled with gratitude.
Lu Youyou whispered, â young master Fu is so handsome. Heâs my Prince Charming. Heâs my idol!
âHeâs also my Prince Charming.â
âHeâs your future husband. What Prince Charming?â Lu Youyou smiled ambiguously.
Wen Qiao tugged at her.
The car stopped at the Wutong path beside the administrative building. Old Hu opened the door early, and Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao got into the car.
Young master Zhou, the Board of Directors, and the schoolâs senior management all stood to the side and respectfully sent the young master off.
The car window was half-opened, and young master Zhou was standing right in front. Fu Nanli smiled.âIf you have time, come to Mt. Tang for a gathering.â
This was equivalent to sending an invitation. Young master Zhou quickly said, â âDefinitely, definitely.â
Now that he had established a good relationship with the fu family, he was willing to give up the school for free.
Fu Nanli nodded slightly, and the car slowly left the administrative building.
Wen Qiao heaved a sigh of relief.
Fu Nanli caressed the top of her head. alright, donât worry anymore. Get your younger brother to come back and study tomorrow.
Wen Qiao held his hand, her eyes sincere. âI donât know how to thank you.â
His big hand slid from the top of his head to his cheek. you donât have to say thank you to me.
Wen Qiao wasnât the kind of girl who would throw herself into a manâs arms and act weak and pitiful, but the more stubborn she was, the more heart-wrenching she was.
Fu Nanliâs long arm hooked and pulled her into his arms. âIn the future, if thereâs anything, you can tell me immediately, okay?â
âYes.â Her voice was a little muffled.
When Wen Qiao returned home and was still in the alley, she heard Wen Chiâs righteous voice, â at worst, Iâll just stop studying. I donât care about that kind of lousy school. At worst, Iâll join the club and play in professional competitions.
you child, donât talk nonsense. Your sister has been running around until her legs broke just to make you study. You must study. It was her motherâs voice.
âI just donât want her to go around and smile at people anymore.â
why donât I ask your Auntie Xiaojun? she has a lot of connections.
âMom, you donât have to Ask Auntie Xiaojun.â Wen Qiao entered the courtyard.
âAh? Donât you need to?â
yes, ninth high school has already agreed to let Wen Chi continue his studies there.
âYou agree just like that?â Su Yun was stunned.
Wen Chi was a little suspicious,âwasnât your tone very firm just now? Why did you suddenly agree?â
youâre reasonable. I said you werenât aggressive and even brought doctor Chen along. I argued with them a few times and they agreed.
Su Yun did not think as much as Wen Chi. She cried tears of joy and said, â âIs it true? Qiao Qiao, is that true?â
itâs true, mom. Donât worry. Wen Chi will be able to go to school tomorrow. The school will give the entire school a general education on mental illness in this area.
âYour school is quite reasonable.â
Wen Qiao smiled. That was also because the schoolâs current boss was reasonable.
Yes, Mom. Letâs make dinner. Iâm hungry.
Su Yun wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and went into the kitchen happily.
Wen Chi grabbed Wen Qiaoâs arm. âYouâre not telling the truth. I know what kind of people the administrators of our school are.â
Wen Qiao shrugged and didnât answer him.
Wen Chi narrowed his eyes and looked at her,âis it your boyfriend, ran ran?â