Chapter 809
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
The little girl was amazing. She could trick her Black-bellied son and was not afraid of her father-in-lawâs disdainful gaze. She was as steady as a mountain. This little girlâs mentality was very strong.
After the meal, everyone had a great time, except for Fu huaiyong, who slammed his chopsticks on the table after two mouthfuls.
âYou donât have to do farm work anymore. You donât have to be so hypocritical.â
Wen Qiao looked at him with a face full of sincerity. Iâm not being hypocritical. Uncle li saw it too. Iâve been working the entire morning, and Iâm so serious. I didnât even have time to drink a sip of water, and my lips are already peeling.
Fu huaiyong pointed at Wen Qiao and looked at Fu Nanli. âDid you hear that? She didnât do much work and was in a hurry to claim credit, afraid that others wouldnât know that she did.â
Fu Nanli forced a smile. she did the work. Why canât she say it? â Itâs no longer popular to do good deeds without leaving a name in this era.â
The old man picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth. Then, he slammed it on the table and left the dining room in a Huff.
Ye minqiu waved to aunt Rong.âIn a while, bring some food to the old masterâs room for him to eat.â
âI know, Madam.â
Fu Nanli pushed the honey lemon water towards Wen Qiaoâs hand. âYouâre a person with a mouth full of skin, drink more water.â
Wen Qiao didnât feel that there was anything to be embarrassed about, so she picked up the cup and took two sips.
âDonât come to work tomorrow. The old man wonât change his mind about you.â
He was the only one who would feel heartache even if he was exhausted to death.
Wen Qiao shook her head. Iâm pollinating some peaches tomorrow. I heard that theyâve brought some bees over. Iâve already promised the team leader at the farm that Iâll come over and help out tomorrow.
Fu Nanli:
Ye minqiu:
âPollinating? There are bees?â Ye minqiu had never been to her familyâs farm before, so she found it interesting.
yes, your familyâs farm is very big, with all kinds of vegetables and fruits.
The next day, Qiu ya got the news from somewhere and arrived at the farm just as Wen Qiao arrived.
It had to be said that miss Qiu was indeed smarter than the average heiress. At least, she did not wear high heels or Chanelâs suit to the field. She was dressed quite down-to-earth, with jeans and sports shoes, looking like she was going to work.
Qiu ya took a look at Wen Qiao, who was getting off the tour bus, and couldnât hold back her smile.
This girl was a strong opponent for being able to think of such a way to please the old master.
Fortunately, the old master was not fooled by her pretentious Cannonball. She had called him last night and he had told her about it.
Hence, she came over this morning.
Isnât it just doing farm work?
If Wen Qiao did it, then so would she, Qiu ya.
Wen Qiao put on a protective suit and beeperâs hat. The White gauze hanging around the brim of the hat made her look a little chivalrous.
Fu Nanli rushed over in a hurry. Looking at Wen Qiaoâs outfit, he felt a headache coming on. âDo I really have to pollinate it personally?â
Wen Qiao adjusted the brim of her hat. do I look like Iâm lying to you? â
Qiu ya put on her hat, feeling a little dejected. Fu Nanliâs gaze had been on Wen Qiao ever since he came over, not even greeting her once.
Fu Nanli reached for Wen Qiaoâs chin, trying to unbuckle her rope. what if you get stung by bees? â
no, I wonât. Look at how neat Iâm dressed and how tightly protected I am. These domestic bees wonât easily sting people.
Fu Nanli facepalmed. He was putting aside the contract that was worth tens of millions every minute and coming to the fields to help her pollinate and pull the grass.
Who in the Central District would believe it?