Chapter 92
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
?Chapter 92: You ungrateful wretch
Translator: 549690339
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Wen Jianmin was burning with rage. He smashed his phone and left the company in a rage.
Xu Lu looked at the s on the internet, and the corners of her mouth curled up. Wen Moâs attention was so high now. As long as he went out, he would be noticed by others, and his social barriers would probably be even more serious.
Suddenly, she heard the sound of hurried footsteps. She looked up and saw Wen Jianmin rushing into the living room. She stood up obediently and looked at Wen Jianmin with a smile.
Pa! The slap caught Xu Lu off guard and made her dizzy, causing her to fall on the sofa.
Zhong Hui and Wen Xuan, who were watching television at the side, were shocked.
Zhong Hui hurriedly ran over and grabbed Wen Jianminâs arm. Her face was pale as she said, â âJianmin, whatâs wrong? Why did you hit the child for no reason?â
âYou ungrateful wretch, Iâve really raised you for nothing!â
Xu Lu curled up on the sofa, trembling in fear. uncle Wen, whatâs wrong with you? â
Wen Jianmin was so angry that he lost all rationality. He took out his phone and played the audio he had received. you know how important reputation is to me. You even told the reporters to interview Wen mo and told them that heâs autistic. Now, all my business partners know that I have an autistic son. Xu Lu, Iâve always treated you like my own daughter. Are you really going to bite the hand that feeds you? â
Xu Lu trembled in fear when she heard the audio.
She had clearly used a voice changer. What kind of monster was the other party? not only did he get the audio, but he also reversed her voice.
Was it Wen Qiao?
Itâs impossible not to be afraid. How could Wen Qiao have such great ability?
âUncle Wen, that Wanwan isnât me. You know that technology is so advanced now. Someone must have collected my voice and framed me. Youâve always treated me like your own son. How could I do such a thing?â
âYouâre still quibbling! Do you think Iâm an idiot? Iâve already stopped your credit card, so donât expect me to spend money on you in the future. Zhong Hui, do you hear me?â
At this moment, Zhong Hui could only try to calm his anger. I heard you, Jianmin. Donât be angry.
if you continue to do such things, youâll get out of the Wen family!n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After he finished speaking, he rushed out of the door in anger.
Xu Lu covered her face and cried softly. Zhong Hui pulled her hand away and saw the bright red palm print on her face. She said in pain, â âYou silly girl, why are you so silly? Donât you know what your uncle Wen is most concerned about?â
Xu Lu sobbed in a low voice. Wen Qiao forced me to do this. She used all sorts of tricks. Zhuang Yan is ignoring me now. Do I have to sit back and wait for death and let her plot against me? â
âI can deal with Wen Qiao, but you have to understand where your uncle Wenâs bottom line is. Do you understand what Iâm saying? Give your uncle Wen a sincere apology tonight. In the future, you have to think twice before you do anything, understand?â
âWill uncle Wen still forgive me?â Xu Lu covered her face and nodded.
âI will. Be more obedient in the future, okay?â
Xu Luâs phone vibrated. It was a message from Wen Qiao-
â7:30 p.m., Back gate of the school, in the alley.â
At 7:30 p.m., The sky was completely dark. Xu Lu arrived at the alley behind the school ten minutes in advance. Because it was summer vacation, the shops outside the alley were closed early. The alley was so quiet that it made her scalp numb.
She took out her phone, clicked on the recording function, and sneered.