Chapter 958
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
Wu Yue âe adjusted the silk shawl on her body. her grandfather is also an author. They even published a book together decades ago. We can be considered old friends. So, I canât just drive her away when she comes, understand? â
Fu Nanli didnât look too happy, but he still responded, â âI know.â
hehe! Wu Yue âe chuckled. didnât you create this matter yourself? â
âWhat does Yingluo have to do with me?â
âItâs because youâre so good-looking that all the girls are trying to get close to you.â
Fu Nanli was at a loss for words.
âSo, what good idea do you have, grandma?â
He had a cold face on the outside, and these women still wanted to get close to him. What else could he do?
Wu Yue âe patted his hand, feeling both resentful and proud. what else can I do? youâre born with such a handsome face. You inherited it from me. How can I blame you? â
Wen Qiao looked at the two of them with a smile. She felt that the old lady was getting on in years and was very cute.
In the afternoon, they played Mahjong with old Mrs. Wen for a while. The Butler gathered a deck of cards, and Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli joined forces to lose money to old Mrs. Wen.
The old lady noticed him and gently patted the table. âYou two are just fooling this old lady. Treat this seriously, or I wonât play cards with you in the future.â
Wen Qiao looked at Fu Nanli, who nodded. Wen Qiao stopped going easy on him. At four o âclock, old Madam lost quite a bit of money and knocked on the Mahjong table again.âIâm not fighting anymore, Iâm going to lose all my capital.â
Fu Nanli: â I canât lose to you, and I canât win either. Old Madam, your Mahjong skills arenât that great.
The only person in this family who dared to say that old Madamâs character was bad was probably Fu Nanli.
Wen Qiao took out a stack of cash from the small drawer, wanting to return it to old Madam. Fu Nanli shot her a look, and she didnât extend her hand.
Wu Yue âe feigned anger,â you dare to say that my playing style is bad? You havenât played with your great-aunt before, but her cards are really bad. She started to nag after losing some money, and all the people who win are unlucky.â
They chatted for a while more and even stayed for dinner before they left the mansion.
Wen Qiao looked troubled. youâre taking grandmaâs present and winning her money at the same time. Isnât that a little inappropriate? â
Fu Nanli chuckled. if you return the money, doesnât that mean that the old Madam canât afford to lose? thatâs just how the old Madam is. She likes to throw a little tantrum. Do you really think she cares about this small amount of money? â Iâm giving you such an expensive bracelet.â
Wen Qiao touched the bangle on her left wrist. âIs it very expensive?â
âI can buy a suite nearby.â
Wen Qiao:
She had expected it to be expensive, but she really did not expect it to be so expensive. This was the city, where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold, and a bracelet was so expensive.
grandmaâs ancestor was an important official in the Imperial court. Her grandmotherâs family was also a wealthy merchant with wealth comparable to a countryâs. Grandma was very doted on in her family, so her food and clothing were the best. She had a custom-made cheongsam. Anything from the old house in Shao city is an antique and can be exchanged for a house.
Wen Qiao was amazed.
She thought that she was already considered rich with a net worth of hundreds of millions, but she didnât expect that the saying âpoverty limits my imaginationâ would be applicable.
She touched the bangle gently. I have to keep it when I get home. I canât let it break. Oh, thereâs a horse race in Haicheng. I donât know if your grandfatherâs horse is still participating.
âOf course Iâll participate,â Fu Nanli replied.
The old man had already lost interest in this sport, but now, there was suddenly another strong competitor. How could he not participate?