Chapter 432
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
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Chapter 432: Iâm free anytime
Translator: 5496903
Wen Qiao had no choice but to take out her phone from her pocket and scan Fu Nanliâs QR code under Su Yingâs extremely shocked gaze.
âWhen are you going to treat me to a meal?â Young master Fuâs tone was obviously filled with joy.
âYou must be quite busy, right?â Wen Qiao looked at him with a smile.
Fu Nanli put away his phone. if youâre asking me out, Iâm free anytime.
Su Ying was speechless.
She could not understand this world.
Wen Qiao raised her head and squinted at him.âHey, brother, youâre oozing.â Fu Nanli raised his brows.âIâm still busy. If you want to ask me out, just tell me on WeChat anytime.â
The child was in a state of anger. If she stayed any longer, she might have to quarrel with him. He left in time and let her digest it on her own.
The engine of the black Maybach started and Wen Qiao heaved a sigh of relief. Alright, alright, that seems quite reasonable.
Turning around, Su Ying was still in shock. Wen Qiao ran her fingers through her hair. Didnât I tell you before? Iâll definitely be able to get Fu Nanli.
Su Ying felt a slight pain in her face. When she looked at Wen Qiaoâs face again, she found it extremely glaring. There was really no man who could escape the temptation of beauty.
âI just gave you my WeChat number, young master from a rich family. Iâm playing with you!â
you canât insult Fu Nanli just because youâre unconvinced. Heâs not that kind of person. If I tell him these words, youâll receive a letter from the fu familyâs legal team tomorrow. Do you believe me? â
Su Yingâs heart trembled. youâre really ungrateful. My mother even asked me to send you big cherries. Itâs better to give them to dogs than to give them to you.
Then, he threw all the cherries into the trash can angrily.
Wen Qiao grabbed her. you forgot to sort the trash. The box and the cherries canât be thrown in the same trash can.
âYouâre sick!â
âAlso, youâre wasting food. Take it out.â
Not far away, a sanitation worker came over on an electric bike. Su Ying had no choice but to bend down and take out two boxes of cherries from the trash can, then handed them to the sanitation worker and looked at Wen Qiao smugly. âIâd rather give it to a stranger than to you!â
Wen Qiao shrugged. Her cousin was already in her third year of University, how could she be so retarded?
Did she say she wanted cherries?
Couldnât she buy it herself?
She really had nothing to say.
Su Ying stopped a taxi angrily and left in front of Wen Qiao.
What was Wen Qiao so cocky about? she wanted to see if Wen Qiao could actually win young master Fuâs heart. Even if she did, how many days could she last?
How many days could the novelty of being a young master of a wealthy family last? Three months? Half a year? At most, a year.
With both hands in her pockets, Wen Qiao went to the fruit store at the end of the alley to take a look. She really wanted to eat cherries, so she bought some cherries, then some Yang Mei and mangoes. The uncle Xu at the fruit store generously rounded down the remaining three Yuan and bought the fruits for sixty Yuan.
After that, he went home.
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Fu Nanli had previously given Wen Qiao a courtyard house, but it was returned to him. He knew that Wen Qiao didnât really like to accept his gift. Children had strong self-esteem and did have the ability to earn money.
He asked Qin bei to contact Ji Mingyuan.
Speaking of which, this Mr. Ji and his cousin, Ji xianqian, could really be considered distant relatives. It was just that they were too far apart, five generations away. Ji Mingyuan was also not someone who liked to make connections, so he was quite content with running his own small business.
In the cafe near Shuying road, Ji Mingyuan looked at young master Fu uneasily. He didnât understand why he had called him out.