Chapter 79
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
âSocket opening,â Wen Qiao replied with a smile.
âSocket opening?â
âYes, an uncle is installing an air conditioner in my house.â
âYes.â
The two of them chatted casually for a while. The noise outside was really too loud, and the chatting environment was too bad, so Wen Qiao had no choice but to say, â âThatâs all. You should rest early.â
Fu Nanli didnât have any intention of hanging up the call. He looked at her. the house has been booked. Weâll move there after the flight. Itâs close to Shuying.
Wen Qiao was touched by his efficiency.
He had taken her words to heart.
The more he was like this, the more guilty she felt, and the more she unconsciously relied on this man.
Uncle Ji installed the air conditioner, and the back of his t-shirt was wet. Su Yun wanted to pay, but Ji Mingyuan took his toolbox and jogged out of their houseâs courtyard.
Wen Qiao leaned against the door. mom, uncle Ji installed an air-conditioner in our house. Why didnât you ask him to stay for dinner? â
Su Yun squeezed the money in her hand. send him the money after dinner. We canât take advantage of him for nothing.
mom, I think uncle Ji is quite good. Look, heâs only 40 and is quite good-looking. Heâs about 1.7 or 1.6. Heâs not short, and heâs hardworking and down-to-earth. I heard that they even got two houses after the demolition.
âGirl, where did you hear that from?â Su Yun gave her a sidelong glance.
thatâs what the fat Auntie said. She even wanted to introduce her younger sister to him. Didnât her younger sister divorce her husband? the fat Auntie has been keeping a close eye on uncle Ji. Mom, you have to seize this opportunity.
Su Yun pretended to be angry. little girl, youâre interfering with the adults âbusiness. Go away.
After saying that, he went to the kitchen to cook.
Wen Qiaoâs phone rang. It was a call from Xia Bo. She picked up the call and Xia Boâs panicked voice came from the other end, â âSister Qiao, theyâre fighting. Brother Chi is fighting with someone.â
Wen Qiaoâs face darkened and she walked out. âWhere is it?â
the schoolâs back gate. Come over quickly. We canât hold him back.
Wen Qiao put away her phone and ran out madly. Just then, her next-door neighbor, brother Kai, came back on his motorcycle. Wen Qiao strode forward and said, â âBrother Kai, lend me your motorcycle for a while.â
Seeing her anxious expression, brother Kai took off his helmet and passed it to her. Wen Qiao was already on it. She turned the handle and the motorcycle made a âWuwuâ sound.
It was only when the motorcycle shot out like an arrow that brother Kai chased after it and shouted, â Joe, do you know how to ride it? â
Wen Qiao galloped all the way on her heavy motorcycle and came to a sudden stop at the back door of ninth Highâs junior Department, one of her long legs propped on the ground.
Wen Qiao mounted the motorcycle and rushed over like an arrow, grabbing Wen Chiâs fist that was about to land-
âXiao Chi, stop!â
âXiao Chi, calm down.â
Wen Chi was still clamoring, and Wen Qiao asked Xia Bo loudly, â âWhatâs going on?â
Xia Boâs face was bruised and swollen, and he found it difficult to resist. âThey said that Little Mo is a little mute and we saw him. Brother Chi, youâre going to kick him out!â
He couldnât control himself all of a sudden.
Wen Chi hated it the most when people called Wen mo a little mute.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
He was just sick. He wasnât a mute.
Wen Qiao patted Wen Chiâs back lightly. you donât have to teach them a lesson. Iâll do it. Sister will do it. Wen Chi, calm down.
âAll of you, stop!â