Chapter 207
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 207: sharing the glory
Translator: 549690339
Fu Nanli didnât manage to stop him in time. He let out a light tsk. youâre too talkative.
Wen Qiao was stunned for a moment, then she tugged on his sleeve and whispered, â âDid you go that night?â
âDidnât my brother tell you?â Fu Cheng asked again.
Fu Nanli threw a glance at Fu Cheng, who hurriedly said, â âI wonât disturb you guys anymore. Iâll take my seat first.â
âYou went?â Wen Qiao asked again.
Fu Nanli lowered his gaze. Her fingers were tugging at his sleeve, her movements careful.
He leaned against the wall, grabbed her hand, and replied, â âYes, I did.â
âYouâre not just passing by. Youâre going to see my performance, arenât you?â
âYes.â
There were stars in her eyes, and she instinctively wanted to make her happy and smile.
âThen why did you say you didnât go?â
Fu Nanli didnât reply, and the two of them just stood at the entrance of the private room.
Inside, He Yan had heard Fu Nanliâs voice earlier, but seeing that no one had come in, she stood up and walked towards the entrance. She immediately saw Fu Nanli leaning against the wall, his hand on the girlâs waist.
This posture was extremely tender. His heart suddenly ached, and he forced out a smile.âNan Li, youâre here, why didnât you come in?â
There was a hint of displeasure in Fu Nanliâs gaze as he looked over, while he Yanâs expression was slightly awkward.
He Juan walked over and grabbed her wrist. âWhy do you care about him? Heâs willing to be all lovey-dovey with his little friend, so let them be affectionate for a while longer.â
He was dragged away.
He Yanâs face turned livid and her chest heaved.
âHow many times do I have to repeat myself?â he Juan lowered his voice.
He Yan gritted her teeth and didnât say anything.
At the entrance, Fu Nanli was like a statue, not moving even though he Yan had come.
The lights at the entrance shone down, and the cool feeling of God seemed to be restraining the surging love for her.
âThen, was my performance that night good?â
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my cheongsam belongs to my classmateâs friend. Youyou did the makeup. Itâs retro. Youyou is very good at makeup. Does it look good? â
Fu Nanliâs Adamâs apple bobbed. He had taken a few photos and would take them out to look at them a few times every day. He wasnât just good-looking. He was really like a soul-snatching demoness, making it hard for one to control themselves.
He held her hand and led her into the private room, not responding to her directly.
After entering the private room, Fu Cheng said, â today, weâre celebrating He Yanâs winning the International jewelry competition award. Secondly, weâre celebrating the fact that our little Wen is muyue.
âMuyue?â he Juan asked.
He Yanâs limelight was instantly snatched away. Wasnât this meal specially prepared to celebrate her winning the award?
Wen Qiao hurriedly waved her hands. that ... Itâs not worth mentioning. Thereâs no need to make a big fuss and celebrate.
Fu Nanli pressed down on her hand. how is it not worth mentioning? youâre only nineteen, but youâve already composed such a popular and well-known song. Youâre indeed talented. Thereâs no need to be too humble.
âThatâs right, thatâs right,â Fu Cheng agreed.
Fu Cheng even took out his phone, opened the music listening app, and clicked on â Jing Zhe. the few of them followed suit and admired the song composed by Wen Qiao. Wen Qiao obviously became the person in the limelight.
He Yan tightened her grip on the wine glass and gave Wen Qiao a meaningful look. This young lady was really good at stealing the limelight.
Wen Qiao moved closer to Fu Nanliâs ear and whispered, â âDidnât you come here today to celebrate with He Yan? This isnât good, is it?â
âShe probably wonât mind,â Fu Nanli said calmly.
Men, straight men, always underestimate womenâs competitiveness.
Even though Wen Qiao had a straight manâs mentality, Lu Youyouâs education made her feel that it wasnât a good thing to steal the limelight.