Chapter 353
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Translator: 549690339
Wen mo stood alone in a corner. After taking two sips of water, he looked at the passersby in boredom.
âWhat are you doing here, you lunatic?â a voice suddenly rang out.
Wen mo turned around and saw his half-brother, Wen Xuan, standing proudly in front of him, his eyes filled with disdain.
He ignored her and did not speak.
Wen Xuan was twelve years old this year. He had inherited Zhong Huiâs height and was not too tall, only slightly over 1.5 meters. He had to look up at Wen mo.
hahaha, how could I have forgotten? youâre not only a lunatic, youâre also a mute.
Wen mo clenched his fist slightly, his eyes a little dark.
Behind Wen Xuan were Xu Lu and a few other young masters who looked as arrogant and ignorant as Wen Xuan. All of them were laughing at Wen mo.
âIs this the one your father gave birth to?â
Wen Xuan wasnât big, but he had a bad heart. He laughed, â âYeah, heâs a lunatic. He canât even speak.â
âYour dad is really unlucky.â
Wen Xuan rolled his eyes at Wen mo. heâs not just a lunatic. Heâs also extremely greedy. He asked my father for a lot of money.
âI really canât tell.â
Wen Xuan: â thatâs why they deserve it. They deserve to be sick. They deserve to live a poor life. They deserve to live in poverty.
With a loud âpaâ, a huge slap landed on Wen Xuanâs face.
Wen Qiao grew anxious and used all her strength. This slap caused Wen Xuan to stagger and fall to the ground.
Wen Qiao couldnât be bothered with a certain child who was yelling at her. She looked at Wen mo worriedly.âLittle Mo, are you okay?â
It was not easy for Xiao mo to open his mouth. If that stupid Wen Xuan triggered his autism again, she would never be able to forgive him.
Wen mo saw the worry in his sisterâs eyes and his heart skipped a beat. sister, Iâm alright.
With great difficulty, Wen Xuan managed to get up with the help of his good friend. He could not believe that Wen mo had actually spoken.
âDidnât you say that heâs a mute?â his friend asked in a low voice.
âYeah, canât he talk?â
Xu Lu supported her younger brother, her eyes trembling. Wen mo could actually speak now, and Wen Chiâs bipolar disorder had also been cured.
Wen Chiâs bipolar disorder had been cured, but she was going to be irritable.
With that, the three Wen siblings âreputation would be irrepressible. Uncle Wen had also found out that Fu Nanli was Wen Qiaoâs boyfriend, and he had the intention to ease the tension between them.
In that case, her, her brother, and her motherâs situation in the Wen family would be terrible, especially for her. Her brother was uncle Wenâs biological son and uncle Wen had always doted on him. However, she was not related to uncle Wen by blood.
Now that she did not have any backing, uncle Wen started to treat her coldly.
And her current situation was all thanks to Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiaoâs sudden change in temperament had caused her originally stable life to change. She hated this change, but there was nothing she could do.
Wen Xuan covered his face and looked at Wen Qiao with gritted teeth. âHow can you hit me? Where do you think you are? Youâve been in the slums for a long time and suddenly found yourself a rich man. Do you think you can do whatever you want? Where do you think you are?â
Wen Qiao sighed with emotion. Zhong Hui was indeed uncultured. She had raised her son to be a hoodlum in the marketplace, completely unlike the well-educated upper-class society.
With another slap, Xu Lu supported Wen Xuan and said angrily, â âWen Qiao, what are you doing?â