Chapter 828
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
âDidnât you think that youâre nothing without Qianqian?â Wen mo asked.
Wen Chi covered Wen Moâs mouth, â âYou little brat, when did I say that?â
Su Yun patted Wen Qiaoâs head. our Qiaoqiao was like a big star on stage today. Everyone thought that you did a great job.
Wen Qiao smiled. the judge just now, Mr. Bach, said that thereâs a Royal Anniversary concert in Amsterdam next month. I might have to go over and perform next week.
âAlright, do you need me to accompany you?â
âNo need, Iâll go by myself.â
alright, â Su Yun said with a smile. youâre done here, right? letâs go home.
Wen Qiao stood up, but her wrist was grabbed by someone. Wen Qiao actually understood Fu Nanliâs nonchalant and suggestive gaze.
She hoped that she would stay over at his place tonight.
âMom, I still have some things with Nan Li. Iâll take care of them.â
How could Su Yun not understand what he meant?
alright, go to Nan Liâs place first. Weâll celebrate with you tomorrow night. You have to come back tomorrow, understand? â
âI know, I know,â
It was April, and the weather was warm. Wen Qiao was wearing a long knitted sweater over her cheongsam. Fu Nanli led her out of the Turandot concert hall. In front of the group of male university students who had a crush on Wen Qiao, Fu Nanli wrapped his arms around her and got into the car with her.
The male university students looked at the luxury car that was worth tens of millions of Yuan and could only secretly punch the wall.
So what if youâre rich?
After getting into the car, Fu Nanli reached out and pulled out the hairpin in Wen Qiaoâs hair. Her hair instantly cascaded down, falling over her shoulders.
He ruffled her hair, revealing her ears.âDoes it still hurt?â
âIt doesnât hurt much anymore.â
The man leaned over and kissed her. The resentment of the concert hall tonight poured onto her lips.
There were even more people smashing the wall outside.
The luxury car slowly left the concert hall. The partition was raised, and Fu Nanli focused on kissing the person in his arms, only letting go after a long while.
âWhat are you doing?â
âIâve seen how strong your support team is today, and how many people you have.â
Wen Qiao asked,âare you talking about those guys who came backstage to give flowers just now? I donât know any of them, I donât even recognize them.â
Fu Nanli caressed her face gently. you donât know them. But they all like you very much.
Wen Qiao shrugged. It seemed like she couldnât control whether others liked her or not.
She leaned into his arms and rested her head on his arm. She smiled and looked at him. so, what does Mr. Fu want your girlfriend to do? â
Fu Nanli lowered his eyes. What did he hope she would do?
His Qiao âer had already done a good job. If she was jealous, then so be it. She could just sulk on her own.
âI donât need to do anything.â
âHuh?â Wen Qiao was a little surprised.
The manâs rough thumb pinched her face. âYou donât have to do much, just be yourself. Qiao âer, youâre the one who shines on stage. Youâre very good.â
Wen Qiao leaned over and planted a kiss on the corner of his lips.
They lingered there until they reached the apartment building.
The next day, Wen Qiao went to get her ear piercings at a shop on a nearby Old Street. Occasionally, there would be cars passing by outside. It was a rainy day, and the ground was covered in rainwater. The fresh green of the parasol trees was reflected in the waterhole. Wen Qiao saw the female shop owner holding onto the ear-piercing gun and felt that it was rather novel.
hold her head and chin down, â the young lady said to Fu Nanli. donât let her move when Iâm digging.
Wen Qiao replied,âIâm not afraid of pain, thereâs no need for that, Yingluo.â
Under Fu Nanli and the young ladyâs merciless and ruthless cooperation, both of Wen Qiaoâs ears were smacked twice.