Chapter 258
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Translator: 549690339
pa! a big slap landed on Fu Jiangâs face. Fu Jiang gritted his teeth, and the tip of his tongue pressed against the base of his teeth. This slap was very heavy. His teeth were bleeding, and the taste of blood was thick at the tip of his tongue.
âI dare you to say that again.â
âGrandpa!â
shut up. Without your grandfatherâs family, there would be no Zhong Heng. Donât say such things again, or no one can save you.
Fu Jiang gritted his teeth. uncle is already dead. If Fu Nanli dies as well, Grandpa, who do you think will inherit the family business? â
A cold glint appeared in Fu Huaideâs eyes, and he said in disbelief, â âDo you know what youâre saying? Whatâs wrong with you?â
Fu Jiang was indeed foppish and arrogant. Of course, he could only be arrogant in Fu Nanliâs absence. He was indeed afraid of Fu Nanli, but he also hated him.
Fu Nanli was the only heir in the direct line of descent. If Fu Nanli were to die, the next in line to inherit the family would obviously be him.
Therefore, he had the intention to kill once.
However, he did not expect to fail at the last step.
Fu Nanli had always looked down on him. They were clearly cousins, but when he saw Fu Nanli, he had to bow and bend his knees like a servant. How could he swallow this?
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When old master Fu found out about Fu Nanliâs car accident, ye minqiu also found out about it.
When she rushed back, Fu Nanli was picking out wine in the wine cellar.
It was raining outside the floor-to-ceiling windows. The wine cellarâs temperature was fifteen degrees, and the wine cellarâs temperature had to be maintained between seven and eighteen degrees.
Across the wooden rack, ye minqiu saw her sonâs carefree expression and said angrily, â âFu Jiang must have eaten a bearâs heart and a leopardâs gall. He actually dared to harm you. Who is he? heâs a traitor and has schemed against you.â
Fu Nanliâs fingers were moving between the two bottles of wine, not paying any attention to his mother.
Ye minqiuâs every word was filled with hostility.âEverything in their family was given to them by your grandfather. Without our family, donât you know what kind of life they would have? What was he thinking? Does he think that by getting rid of you, our family business will fall into his hands?â
Fu Nanli pulled out a bottle of wine and raised his brows. âThen letâs return everything to its original state.â
âThis is really a case ofâ a bucket of rice nourishes kindness, but a bucket of rice nourishes hatred.âThereâs no need to be polite to their family.â
He paused for a moment and said, â was this submissive mortgage crisis your doing? â
what do you think? â Fu Nanli walked out with the wine. what do you think? â
Ye minqiuâs lips curled up. She had intended to stand up for her son.
Thinking about it, although her son had been flying a plane all these years, she was probably no match for him when it came to playing tricks and being shrewd.
That Fu Jiang was even less worthy of being her sonâs opponent.
âIf thereâs anything you need my help with, just let me know. Itâs time to clean up the house.â
âI know.â
Fu Nanli went upstairs. In the side hall, ye minqiu called out to uncle li.
âYou knew all along, didnât you?â
âYoung master didnât want you to worry, so he didnât tell you,â uncle Li said, trembling.
âWhat was the situation of the car accident?â
young master was hit by a concrete truck when he was at the airport.
âAnd then?â
âThen, someone saved me.â
âBy who?â
âWen Qiao, miss Wen,â uncle Li said after a moment of hesitation.
âItâs that child?â ye minqiu was surprised.
âYes, I am.â
Although uncle li had always felt that the child was dishonest and lying, the fact was that the child had indeed saved the young master. He would not hide this from Madam.
âWhat a good child. He risked his life to save our Nan Li,â ye minqiu said with emotion.
Uncle li smiled.