Chapter 393
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 393: An unfathomable expert
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Wen Qiao raised her head and glanced at him with a smile. âI definitely donât need his donation.â
He then sent a message to Zhuang Yan, and the reply was the same as Shang fanâs.
Wen Qiao felt Fu Nanliâs hand on her waist tighten, almost breaking her waist.
âSo many people are willing to spend money on you.â
Young master Fu gritted his teeth so hard that his molars were almost ground to powder.
Wen Qiao chuckled, but she felt a little aggrieved in her heart. In front of those people, she had already tried her best to be indifferent, but there were many things that were out of her control.
It was another long wait. Lu Youyouâs call only came after forty minutes. She stood with all her might, and her heels were numb from standing.
She immediately picked up the phone. how is it? who donated the building? â
I donât know. The other party anonymously transferred 20 million to the schoolâs account. After that, the Chairman of the Board of Directors received a message saying that the donation was in your name.
Wen Qiao was a little confused. do you have the other partyâs phone number and account number? â
âYes, Iâll send it to your phone.â
When Wen Qiao received the account and phone number, she logged into Guild w and sent a message to sy.
After all, with Fu Nanli around, it wasnât too convenient for her to act as a hacker and track down these two pieces of information. She could only get sy to help her again.
Even though syâs profile picture was grey all year round, he would always reply to her as soon as she sent a message. It was the same this time, she asked him to track her account number and phone number, and the other side replied with an âOKâ very quickly.
âIâm almost done.â Wen Qiaoâs hand carefully landed on his thin waist. His body temperature passed through the thin fabric of his shirt to her palm. Just as she was about to let go, the manâs strong and powerful hand pressed her down again.
Another half an hour passed, and Wen Qiaoâs legs turned even more numb. Her legs turned to jelly, and she almost fell to the ground, caught by Fu Nanliâs large hand.
He carried her into the living room.
When Wen Qiao was placed on the sofa by him, her phone vibrated. Wen Qiao couldnât wait to pick it up and take a look.
[ the account number is a public account of a Switzerland bank, and the mobile number is an internet IP. It shows that it is a small town in California, Country M, but we can not find the specific personâs head. ]
Like a frosted eggplant, Wen Qiao instantly wilted.
[ even you canât find out? ]
[ can not be found ]
Wen Qiao could not believe it, even sy could not find her, the other party must have been determined to hide her. To be able to escape syâs detection, this was an unfathomable expert.
Why would such an expert donate a building in her name?
She couldnât understand it.
But now, the most important thing was how to explain to Fu Nanli. Wen Qiao held onto her phone and leaned back. She retreated all the way to the back of the wide sofa. Her ankle was grabbed, and the manâs gaze was dangerous and fierce.
âI wonder who donated it.â Wen Qiaoâs eyes slightly drooped, and she could only tell the truth.
Fu Nanliâs breath was stuck in his throat. After waiting for such a long time, she was trying to dismiss him with a simple âI donât know who donated itâ?
âI wonder who donated it. What does it mean?â
Wen Qiao spread her hands. the other party didnât say who it was. We canât find out either.
She had already been so honest, and there was no way she could get any more information from her.
What could Fu Nanli do to her? Her eyes were so honest. She really did not know that it was not her fault that someone was willing to spend money on her.
While she was sleeping at his place, Fu Nanli was standing on the balcony smoking. After smoking two cigarettes, his temples were extremely tense.
He gave Zhou Jing a call.