Chapter 417
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 417: Of course she loves me
Translator: 5496903
he has regained his memory, but he has fallen in love with you. He doesnât take your harmless lies to heart at all.
Wen Qiaoâs heart suddenly ached for him, feeling sad for her own misunderstanding of him.
after you left without a word, his sky collapsed. He looked all over the world for you. He didnât sleep for a few days, sitting in his car and circling the city, looking for you in every corner.
Wen Qiao rubbed her fingers together, not knowing what expression to make.
âDo you know what he did in the end?â
âI donât know,â Wen Qiao shook her head.
he found an old monk and started doing fortune-telling. We all thought he was crazy.
Wen Qiaoâs heart continued to hurt, so much so that it was numb.
I donât know if itâs a blind cat running into a dead rat, but that old monk really did predict it. He said that youâre in Central City. Nan Li has never been a high-profile and extravagant person. This is also the first time heâs used his familyâs private jet. Itâs only been two days, but to him, itâs probably a long life. I even feel that if he canât find you, heâll probably collapse.
Wen Qiao leaned back on the sofaâs armrest, her eyes lowered, unable to speak.
They had tortured each other for so many days.
Fate played a fool.
At nine O âclock, Fu Nanli, who had taken a nap, personally sent her to school. After that, he returned to the apartment. Fu Chuan looked exhausted as well. Fu Nanli had not slept for a few days, so he had not slept for a few days as well. The young master was burning with anxiety, and they couldnât sleep either.
Fu Nanli was standing by the window, smoking. Fu Chuan said, â âWeâll find out eventually. As long as little Wen is safe for now, donât worry too much.â
Fu Nanliâs temples were still throbbing in pain. He reached out and pressed them down. the little liar was exposed, so he wanted to leave after patting his butt. Heâs so cool.
This was also the reason why he had not exposed him.
He did not dare to.
Actually, it wasnât that Wen Qiao wanted to leave. She just couldnât get used to their current stage of interaction. Although Fu Nanli didnât mind being exposed as a liar, she couldnât get over the hurdle in her heart. She kept feeling that she was very bad, and what she needed was time to slowly get used to it.
âSo You Think she loves you?â
The veins on Fu Nanliâs forehead throbbed. Fu Chuan felt that the gaze young master was giving him was rather dangerous.
âOf course she loves me.â
âDo you think she loves you, or does she really love you?â
Fu Nanli snuffed out the cigarette in his hand angrily. âMind your words.â
He was furious. He was so embarrassed that he flew into a rage. Wen Qiao was his landmine. It was easy to trigger the landmine and step on his weak spot.
Fu Chuan knew that if he continued, young master would really get angry.
Wen Qiao was really capable to make the proud Son of Heaven so worried about his personal gains and losses. What kind of person was young master not worthy of?
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After class, Wen Qiao went to the folk music Building with the members of the club.
Lu Youyou mumbled to herself, â ah, Wanwan, the yellow plum season is so annoying. My socks are all wet. When is the sun going to come out? mushrooms are about to grow on my head. How annoying.
âJust use the hairdryer, Iâll help you,â Chun Xiao consoled her.
Yu Shu put her feet on the table and asked Wen Qiao, â âWhere did you go two days ago? The people from the new folk Music Club are saying that youâre skipping class.â
Dong Yao took a cup of hot drink and placed it in front of Lu Youyou. âPomelo tea.â
Lu Youyou furrowed her brows and glared at Dong Yao.
Wen Qiao felt that everything was so vivid.
It was good to be alive.
It was really good.
âI went on a trip to the middle City.â
Everyone was speechless.
Lin Xiang,âtraveling to Zhongcheng without a word?â I heard that young master Fu came to look for you.â
Wen Qiao touched her neck and smiled.
Everyone felt that she was a little strange, but they couldnât tell what was strange about her.
Wen Qiao sat on a chair with her legs crossed, listening to them chat and listening to the sound of the rain outside. The water in the small pond not far away had already filled up, and there were a few birds perched on the Lotus leaves.
It was full of vitality everywhere.
Her phone kept vibrating. It was a message from Fu Nanli: â Iâll pick you up tonight.
A personâs heart was the most subtle. After her lies were exposed, she kept feeling that she didnât dare to face Fu Nanli.
There was psychological pressure.
He didnât know if it was because he had left a psychological shadow on her by hiding.
Wen Qiao pondered for a while and came up with a foolproof plan.
Wasnât their relationship based on a lie? Then sheâd start all over again, from the beginning. Sheâd pretend that they didnât know each other and had never interacted with each other. Sheâd be the one to take the initiative, and sheâd go pursue Fu Nanli.
It was good.
She felt that it was very good.
Fu Nanli didnât receive any messages from her for a long time. Not knowing what she was thinking, he rushed to her school.
Wen Qiao was blocked by him at the folk music Building. The crowd felt that this young masterâs expression didnât look too good, as if he was angry. No one dared to stay and they all scattered in all directions.