Chapter 311
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Translator: 549690339
She spread her hands. as long as youâre happy. I was just bored and signed up to play. In your eyes, Iâm so weak, so it shouldnât affect your boyfriendâs ability to win the championship. If you make things difficult for me, Iâll think that you see me as a strong opponent.
The familiar look of contempt appeared on top student Yaoâs face again.
Su Ying snorted. youâre thinking too much. A strong opponent? youâre not even qualified to be a runner. What do you think the online competition is? â
Wen Qiao dug her ears and looked at her watch. the live confirmation has to be completed before four o âclock. There are still ten minutes left. I suggest you go and confirm it quickly, in case you canât participate in the competition and miss the championship.
Su Ying held onto Yao Hengâs arm and walked towards the work desk with her eyes on top of her head.
The people on the other side were students from the reopened University and they all knew Yao Heng.
âWhoâs that?â someone asked.
âFrom Central Conservatory of Music,â Su Ying chuckled.
Everyone laughed,âah? The Central Conservatory of Music actually signed up for this kind of competition. Isnât Qianqian asking to be humiliated?â
Someone else said, â forget it, forget it. On the account that sheâs a beauty, donât say such ugly words. The most important thing is to participate.
The laughter behind them grew louder and louder. Wen Qiao tightened her collar, ignored them, and went out.
He met Dong Yao at the door of the dormitory.
Wen Qiaoâs heart clenched and she walked to the flower bed with him. âWhat clue?â
thereâs an underground market in the center of Sea city. Have you heard of it? â
âI donât know,â Wen Qiao replied.
How did she know about this?
there are all kinds of businesses there. My grandfather has an old friend who recently went to the market and seemed to have something to sell. He heard that there were cases similar to yours. Do you want to go with me to ask him? â
âAlright,â replied Wen Qiao.
âThen letâs go now.â
âSo suddenly?â
âDo you still need to make any preparations?â
âI donât think so.â
When she got into Dong Yaoâs car, Fu Nanli just happened to call her.
âWhatâs wrong?â Wen Qiao asked.
âAre you at school? Iâll pick you up for dinner.â
Iâm not in school. I have something to do, so I donât have time today.
âWhatâs the matter?â
Wen Qiao scratched her head in embarrassment. well, Yueyue has an appointment with Youyou and the others. Itâs a matter between girls. Itâs not convenient for Yueyue to tell you.
Wen Qiao, who was on the phone with her head lowered, didnât notice that Fu Nanli was in the car that they passed by.
Fu Nanli raised his brows slightly and turned to look at the Mercedes-Benz SUV.
The little liar was lying again.
The driver seemed to be the boy from her club. Fu Nanli pressed his brows. âAlright, we donât have to go to her school.â
âWhatâs the matter, young master?â
I saw her just now. She was in the Mercedes-Benz that passed by.
âDo you want to follow?â old Hu asked carefully.
His young master glanced at him coldly. Old Hu quickly said, â âI misspoke.â
âBack to my apartment.â
The Mercedes-Benz sped all the way and stopped in front of an antique shop.
The front of the shop was not big, the courtyard was cold, and there were not many guests.
âDidnât you say the underground market? Itâs different from what I imagined.â
Dong Yao turned off the engine, got out of the car, and took her to the door of the antique store. He pushed the door open, and the wind chimes on the porch made a crisp sound. Behind the counter sat an old man with white hair. He wore glasses and was reading a book with his head lowered.
When she heard the commotion, she looked up. the young master is here.
âUncle Yi, I have something to do with her,â Dong Yao said indifferently.