Chapter 872
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
âYouâre an adult man who trains a lot. Do you really need your help with this?â
âLetâs go back,â Lu Wenzhou said.
âYou brought the luggage back to miss Zhou. She should be very grateful to you, right?â
Lu Wenzhou picked up his phone and dialed a number.
âWhat are you doing, second master?â Wang Hui asked carefully.
âChange the bodyguard.â
Wang Hui said, â master, Iâm wrong. Iâm wrong. Please stop.
Lu Wenzhou put down his phone and glanced at him. âIf you dare to mention her again, get lost.â
âYes, yes, yes.â
It seemed that the second master and Zhou Tao did not get along well today.
He sincerely hoped that the two of them could bury the hatchet. Otherwise, this hot-tempered second master would torture him to death one day.
Zhou Tao tidied up the trash can in the living room and went downstairs overnight to throw the trash bag into the shared trash can. She was afraid that she would regret it.
When he said he would look forward, he meant it. He would not let his heart soften.
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Fu Nanli didnât sleep well the entire night, but Wen Qiao looked like she had no worries at all. She lay in his arms and slept soundly.
Even with Wen Qiaoâs body that was made of iron, she still felt the soreness spreading to her limbs when she woke up early. She was so tired that she wanted to stay in bed forever.
Fu Nanli leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the stethoscope, and hung it to his ear. He then lifted the blanket and listened to her heartbeat.
Wen Qiao was in a daze. what for? â
She reached out but was stopped by Fu Nanli. âIâm not moving.â
Wen Qiao remained motionless.
Fu Nanli listened for a while. After making sure that there was nothing wrong with her heart rate, he then hung the stethoscope around his neck.
âDid you hear anything from that, Dr. Fu?â
âSheâs still cheeky,â Fu Nanli thought.âDidnât she learn her lesson last night?â
âSleep for a while, donât be naughty.â
Wen Qiao thought to herself, how am I cheeky?
âWhat do you want to eat? Iâll go to the kitchen and make it for you.â
âAuntie didnât come?â
yes, Iâve given her a few days off. Iâll cook for you these few days.
âYou might as well let Auntie do it,â Wen Qiao replied.
Didnât the young master know how good his cooking was?
Fu Nanli reached out and pinched her face. âYou little thing, you donât know whatâs good for you.â
The young master had personally made soup for her, but she still despised it.
When she went to the kitchen, grandma called. When she picked up the phone, it was the housekeeper of YuanNan mansion.âYoung master Nanli, hehe.â
Fu Nanli stirred the egg in his bowl. âYes, whatâs wrong?â
the old lady isnât feeling well today. Sheâs been talking about you. Can you come and see her mother? â
Fu Nanli asked,âare you feeling unwell? Whatâs wrong?â
itâs an old illness. Itâs been raining these days, and my Rheumatology is acting up. I didnât sleep well the whole night, and now my head hurts a little. I donât have a good appetite either.
âYes, I know. Iâll be there in a while.â
It was past nine O âclock, and Wen Qiao was still sleeping. She had never expected that a person with such good physical fitness would have a day where they could not take it anymore. One could only imagine how strong Fu Nanli was.
Fu Nanli went upstairs and sat by the bed. He lowered his head and said in a low voice, â âDo you still want to sleep?â
Wen Qiaoâs eyes were still drowsy as she sighed.âI donât have any strength.â
Fu Nanli caressed her fingers. grandma isnât feeling well. Sheâs been nagging me. I have to go. Why donât you sleep here and Iâll be back in the afternoon? â
Wen Qiao struggled to sit up. Iâll go with you. she said.
âCan you?â
Wen Qiao ran her fingers through her hair. weâre only at this stage. Whatâs wrong with that? â
The reputation of being a straight Woman of Steel was well-deserved.