Chapter 270
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Translator: 549690339
Looking at the way this young master Fu was hugging Wen Qiao so intimately, they looked like a couple no matter how one looked at them.
How was this possible?
Wen Jianminâs eyes instantly flashed with joy as he stretched out his hand.âItâs young master Fu. Itâs an honor to have you here.â
With one hand around Wen Qiao and the other in his pocket, Fu Nanli didnât reach out to shake Wen Jianminâs hand. âCan we go in now? Qiao âer is afraid of the cold.â
Lu Youyouâs eyes lit up. Qiao âer, what a pampering title. Young master Fu really knew how to pamper his girlfriend.
Wen Jianmin hurriedly bowed and made a gesture of invitation.âPlease come in quickly. Itâs our fault for not taking care of you well. Please forgive us for letting you stand in the cold wind at the entrance for so long.â
Wen Qiao lowered her eyes, the smile on her lips a little cynical. She never knew that Wen Jianmin was such a gentle and polite person.
Zhong Hui followed behind, her legs trembling in fear. Xu Lu helped her in, and her voice trembled.âHow could Yingluo be young master Fu? Did I offend him with what I just said?â
Xu Lu clenched her fists and looked at the back of the person in front of her. She gritted her teeth and said, â âApologize to young master Fu later.â
yes! Zhong Hui nodded vigorously. Alright, alright, Iâll apologize.
They walked through the aisle and entered the main hall. It was crowded with people. The guests were all dressed in gorgeous formal clothes with European decorations. There were colorful lights hanging on the windowsills. Everyone was talking and laughing, chatting with each other in low voices.
There was a small stage in the side hall with a piano on it. There was also a violin on the piano. It was obvious that the sister and brother would be performing later.
The Wen family would often hold such parties.
While they were worrying about their livelihood in the small house on Shuying road and were worried about their younger brotherâs illness to the point that they couldnât sleep at night, Wen Jianmin would often lead his new wife and children to sing and dance here.
It was really ironic.
Wen Jianmin replied respectfully,âyoung master Fu and our Qiaoqiao are Zhenzhen.â
Wen Qiao lowered her head and smiled. Our Qiaoqiao, hehehe.
Lu Youyou rolled her eyes.
âQiao âer is my girlfriend,â Fu Nanli said indifferently.
Although he could tell from his physical movements, Wen Jianmin was still deeply shocked to hear Fu Nanli admit it personally.
Wen Qiao, this little girl, actually managed to climb onto such a high branch. Thinking about it, he couldnât help but feel scared. He wasnât very good to this little girl, and this little girl was also someone who would seek revenge for the smallest grievance.
Then, she thought about how her business with the fu family had been cut off just like that. It was probably because this girl had gone to young master Fu and cried.
He was afraid, surprised, and happy at the same time. This girl had managed to get into the fu family. As long as he could repair his relationship with this girl, would he still have to worry about not being able to get into the fu family?
This girl was his daughter. Between father and daughter, even if the bones were broken, the tendons would still be connected. There was nothing that could not be overcome.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
youâre busy. How did you find the time to come to this gathering? â Wen Jianmin asked courteously.
Fu Nanli said in a deep voice, â I heard that Mr. Wenâs stepdaughter became famous after composing a song. Thatâs why theyâre holding this celebration party. My Qiao âer has composed a song before, and itâs also widely circulated. However, you donât seem to have celebrated your biological daughter before. Let me take a look and see just how outstanding your stepdaughter is compared to our Qiaoâ er for you to treat her so differently.
Lu Youyou almost shouted âBravoâ. Young master Fu is awesome!
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Wen Jianminâs forehead. Young master Fu didnât give him any face at all.
Mr. Fu, you must be joking. Qiaoqiao is my daughter. I wonât mistreat her no matter what. Donât you think so, Qiaoqiao? â
I said no, â Wen Qiao smiled and looked at him. youâve indeed treated me badly.
F * ck!