Chapter 998
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
That night, no matter how Wen Qiao explained that number three was really a robot, Fu Nanli refused to believe her and continued to torment her until late into the night.
Wen Qiao lost her temper. come home with me now. Iâll show you. A robot is a robot. Why Would I Lie to You? â
Fu Nanli clasped her waist. itâs already late. Weâll go back tomorrow.
âNo, Iâll go back now.â
Unable to dissuade her, Fu Nanli could only wake up late at night, help her put on her clothes, and carry her downstairs, returning to the small alley on Shuying road.
Wen Qiao knocked on the door, and within a few seconds, the door opened. Number three was in high spirits and looked at her expectantly. âQiao Qiao, youâre back? Didnât you say you werenât coming back?â
His warm and caring tone was like a husband waiting for his wife to come home.
Fu Nanli felt a little stifled.
âPlease tell my boyfriend that youâre a robot,â said Wen Qiao.
Number three granted all requests and looked at Fu Nanli. âIâm a robot.â
Fu Nanli pulled Wen Qiao into his arms, his desire burning. His breathing was a little heavy, and his expression was a little dark. The man standing in front of him was about the same height as him, and he really didnât look like a robot.
Wen Qiao held onto number threeâs hand, and Fu Nanli instantly felt his temples throb.
Wen Qiao rolled up number threeâs sleeve. On the inner side of his right wrist, there was an unnoticeable red line of two centimeters. Wen Qiao pressed on it lightly, and number three suddenly closed his eyes.
Wen Qiao turned to look at Fu Nanli. itâs my fingerprint identification. I can shut down his program. Come and touch his face.
Resistance was written all over Fu Nanliâs face.
Why did he touch a man?
Wen Qiao pulled his hand and forcefully touched number threeâs face. It was cold and metallic.
It really was a robot.
Wen Qiao pressed on the inner side of number threeâs wrist again. Number three suddenly opened his eyes. Wen Qiao brought Fu Nanliâs hand to touch it again. This time, it was warm to the touch, just like human skin.
Wen Qiao looked at him as if she had been wronged. âAlright, do you believe that heâs a robot now?â
It was midnight, and Fu Nanli could feel the childâs aggrieved and angry mood. He coughed lightly.âItâs my fault.â
alright. Wen Qiao and number three stood together. since Iâm already home, you can go back by yourself.
Fu Nanliâs face darkened.
âI donât want to.â Wen Qiao crossed her arms and raised her brows.
Fu Nanli carried Wen Qiao up in one Swift motion, while number three grabbed his arm. âShe said she wanted to stay at home and sleep.â
Number three would protect Wen Qiao unconditionally with the program implanted by su CE.
âLet go,â Fu Nanli said coldly.
He was going to take his girlfriend away. Since when was it a robotâs turn to point fingers?
Number three pressed down on Fu Nanliâs shoulder. With one hand from Fu Nanli, Wen Qiao fell out of his arms. Number three wanted to give Fu Nanli an over-shoulder throw, but he didnât expect Fu Nanli to be so capable.
Wen Qiaoâs remaining anger from the umbrella had also dissipated by now, so she could only stop him. âNumber three, donât hit him.â
Number three immediately stopped.
Fu Nanliâs shirt was crumpled, and his hair was in a mess. Number threeâs punch had landed on the corner of his mouth, and now, the corner of his mouth was bruised.
Number three wasnât any better off. After all, Fu Nanliâs Brazil Jiu-Jitsu was no joke.
Taking advantage of the fact that her family had heard the commotion and come out, Wen Qiao hurriedly pulled Fu Nanli and ran off.
When they returned to his mansion, Wen Qiao had no choice but to apply medicine for him.
minor injuries, no need. Itâs late, go to sleep.