Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

The intimate gesture made Fu Jiang confused. Could it be that he kicked the steel plate?

I haven't heard of the young master falling in love.

I haven't heard that the young master has the habit of raising little stars. The young master's private life is as clean as a blank slate. I haven't heard that he raises a little love child in Xiaotangshan.

Wen Qiao pointed at Fu Jiang: "He held my hand, asked me to drink with him, and even kissed me."

Fu Jiang saw that his cousin's face was horribly gloomy, and his legs immediately trembled to the point where he could no longer stand.

"Young... Young Master, I..." He was so frightened that he even changed his title and no longer dared to call him brother.

Fu Nanli slowly wiped Wen Qiao's face, wiped the dark red wine from her neck, and then threw away the handkerchief in his hand without looking back. His voice was filled with a sinister tone that made people go numb, " Let me see you here again..."

"Master, I was wrong. I was blind. I will never come to Xiaotangshan again. I was wrong. I shouldn't have touched your people. I'm sorry."

A standard ninety-degree bow, just short of kneeling down.

"See her again in the future..." Fu Nanli's voice was cold.

"I will definitely go around, young master, I can't see Taishan. I was wrong."

Fu Cheng took advantage of the situation and said: "These two wine cabinets, with nearly a hundred bottles of Louis XIII, were all broken. Fu Jiang, what are you going to do?"

Fu Jiang has long been disliked, and Fu Cheng has to add insult to injury no matter what.

"Master, I will pay for everything."

Fu Nanli lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Qiao: "Just open her account."

"Yes, yes, master, I will send someone to fight you right away."

Fu Jiang's fear seemed strange to Zhao Tong.

"It doesn't make sense. Fu Jiang has always been rampant and doesn't take those people seriously. Could it be..."

Xu Lu's heart was in her throat and she denied it, "There's no way it's Fu Nanli."

Even if Wen Qiao was extremely talented, she would never be able to match Fu Nanli.

Fu Nanli put his arm around Wen Qiao's shoulders and left the chaotic nightclub surrounded by everyone.

Several ladies who passed in front of Zhao Tong and Xu Lu whispered: "Fu Jiang is like a paper tiger. He doesn't even dare to fart in front of Fu Nanli."

"What a relief."

Xu Lu's face suddenly turned horribly white, her hands tightly grasped the edge of the table, her knuckles turned white, and her heartbeat was racing.

No wonder Wen Qiao looks down on Zhuang Yan.

It turned out that I had climbed to a higher branch.

What method did Wen Qiao use to get in touch with Fu Nanli? She could actually get this most mysterious young master from a wealthy family to stand up for her.

She couldn't understand.

"Fu Nanli must be playing tricks on her." Zhao Tong was indignant.

When Xu Lu heard this, she felt relieved.

What does she have to worry about?

Wen Qiao has two troublesome younger brothers. The kind of genetic mental illness inherent in the genes is looked down upon by the banker, and even less so by the Fu family.

Fu Nanli just wanted to see her young, beautiful and pure for fun. A young master from a family like Fu Nanli would definitely marry a well-matched daughter.

But she was the only one who could feel the turmoil inside her most personally.

Even if it is just for fun, it is enough to make all the famous ladies in Haicheng envious.

In the corridor, Fu Nanli took off his suit and covered Wen Qiao, "I asked you to go to the jujitsu gym to find me. Why are you here?"

Wen Qiao looked at him carefully: "I'm lost."

"The jujitsu gym is in the opposite direction from here."

Wen Qiao looked innocent: "Yes, that's why I'm lost."

Those brothers seemed to have a good relationship with him. There was no definite evidence, and she didn't want to say bad things about people behind their backs. It sounded too much like a source of trouble to alienate other people's brotherhood.