Chapter 897
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Wen Qiao shook her head gently,âis there still justice? You want to exploit me at night and continue to exploit me during the day, and you even need my help to get dressed?â
The man chuckled, took a captainâs uniform shirt, and handed it to her. âAre you going to resist?â
Then, he picked her up and placed her on the watch cabinet.
Wen Qiaoâs long leg swung down gently and kicked him. âIâm going to resist,â
âLetâs try.â
Fu Nanli reached out to untie his bathrobe.
Wen Qiao tried to press down on his shoulder. In the past, she could barely be considered to be on par with Fu Nanli, but if they were to take him seriously, they would be on par.
However, at this moment, her physical strength was damaged, and her arms were extremely sore. As soon as she touched him, she was suppressed by the man.
He couldnât win.
Forget it.
Since he couldnât win, he had to admit defeat. Wen Qiao sat on the watch cabinet, took his uniform shirt, and helped him put it on. His shoulders were wide and his waist was narrow. Under the 7:30 in the morning sun, his skin glowed with a wheat-colored luster. Even the straight girl, Wen Qiao, felt her face heat up.
âWhy are you blushing?â The manâs long fingers were about to touch her face.
Wen Qiao smacked it away. donât move.
Her slender and fair fingers helped him button all the buttons on his uniform one by one, and then tidied the hem of his shirt. The bright yellow epaulet made him look noble and handsome.
When are you going back to Haicheng? â
Fu Nanliâs hand rested loosely on her waist. âYou havenât left yet, and youâre already missing me?â
âBrother, donât you think youâve been a little too full of yourself recently?â
The manâs waist was tightened, and his breath was low.âEh? Donât you miss me?â
At the thought of her precarious physical strength, Wen Qiao hurriedly admitted defeat. âI miss you, I miss you, I havenât seen you for a day, and I miss you so much.â
âI have something to do at the aviation Union, so Iâll be staying for two days. Iâll be back in five days.â
Oh, thereâll be a pre-screening of my movie in a few days. After that, thereâll be a dinner party. Iâve invited some big-name directors, producers, and famous film Critics in the industry to gather and have a talk. Can you make it back in time to attend it with me? â
Fu Nanli casually opened a drawer, took out a tie, and handed it to Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao adjusted her tie and put it around his neck.
The man was too tall, so he had to squat down and put the leader around his neck as he wished.
âWhat date is the pre-screening?â
âJune 1st.â
âYes, Iâll probably be back on May 28th.â
He lowered his eyes and saw the little girlâs face full of hesitation.âWhatâs wrong? Canât even wait for number twenty-eight? Thereâs indeed some work to be done over there, and the schedule has been compressed.â
âHow do I put on a tie?â
Fu Nanli:
It turned out that she was distressed about how to put on her tie, not that she was reluctant to see him leave.
He lowered his head and kissed her slightly red and swollen lips. Wen Qiao let go of her hand and whimpered, â I have to help you put on your tie.
âIâll teach you later.â
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An hour later, Fu Nanli finally left the apartment. Before he left, he asked Wen Qiao, â âArenât you going to send me down?â
Wen Qiaoâs cold face was the only response he got. does young master Fu not know the way? â
Although he had a cold expression, he still picked up the captainâs cap and put it in his hand. âSend me a message when you arrive.â
So, young master Fu went downstairs in a good mood.
It was a Friday and Wen Qiao didnât have any classes in the morning. She rested for a while at Fu Nanliâs place before returning home. There was no one at home. Wen Chi and Wen mo had gone to class. Her mother and uncle Ji should be at the convenience store, and Friday was also the day that her youngest uncle was working at the hospital.
Hence, Wen Qiao went to the Affiliated Hospital of Fu Kai University. It wasnât too far from her house, and it only took twenty minutes to drive there after exiting the alley.