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

Wen Qiao sighed silently. The complexity and greed of human nature were vividly displayed in her.

"Then what you should do now is not to come here to embarrass me, but to confess to your husband and ask for his forgiveness. Maybe I am also at fault. Bring Jun He back, but if you don't bring him back, he will die soon. In that dark villa in Edinburgh, he was tortured to death by that woman named Aunt Zhen. You were also pregnant with him for ten months. Please have some sympathy for him. "

Yao Qiwen's eyes were filled with tears: "You are not married. You don't understand. Sometimes people don't care about so many things. He is Xiao Liangyan's child. I hate Xiao Liangyan. Why should I be nice to his child?"

"He was born without his parents, and was diagnosed with mental retardation at the age of three. After that, the woman named Aunt Zhen stayed by his side for more than ten years, beating and scolding him at every turn, depriving him of food, and making him kneel as a punishment. Ms. Yao, he It's your son, and I didn't ask you to be nice to him, but please don't deprive others of the opportunity to be nice to him. This child has suffered a lot, and his suffering is much worse than yours. You still have the opportunity to talk to others after suffering. But he doesn’t even know how to complain.”

Yao Qiwen looked at the shrinking child standing behind Wen Qiao and lowered her eyes.

She gave up.

She held on to the table beside her and wanted to stand up, but she couldn't stand up because of numbness in her legs. Xiao Junhe walked over and reached out to help her.

Yao Qiwen glanced at him with twinkling eyes. The child's features looked like hers and his eyes were pure. At first glance, he was a good and innocent child.

She didn't know what was going on, but her heart seemed to be touched, and she stood up with Xiao Junhe's hand.

I gave him one last look, then turned and walked out the door.

Wen Qiao put her arms around Xiao Junhe's shoulders: "She yells every time she sees you. Aren't you afraid of her?"

Xiao Junhe shook his head: "Not afraid."

Wen Qiao raised an eyebrow. This was probably the wonder of the blood relationship between mother and son. No matter how Yao Qiwen treated him, he always had a family filter for her.

"Come here, sister will give you acupuncture. Are you afraid of pain?"

"Don't be afraid. My sister told me to be brave, and I will be brave."

Wen Chi came in from the outside, looked at Wen Qiao's gentle look, and said angrily: "Wen Qiao, why are you treating this kid like Wen Mo, why are you so cruel to me?"

Wen Qiao: "Reflect on yourself first. Are you as cute as your brothers?"

Wen Chi's eyes widened: "Which of my three million fans wouldn't praise me for my cuteness?"

"Ah? When did they become blind?"

Wen Chi threw away his satchel: "Today, I will ask your handsome and cute brother to be your assistant, so that you can see my charm."

So, when Wen Chi was working as an assistant, Wen Qiao gave him a lot of disdain: "My hands and feet are too slow, I often get the wrong needles, I am not patient enough, I am not careful enough, I am simply getting in the way."

Mr. Chi: I’m going to be fucking autistic.

"You just dislike me." Mr. Chi, a tall boy about 1.8 meters tall, felt aggrieved.

Wen Qiao put away the needle bag and washed her hands. Seeing that her brother was still autistic, she stretched out her hand and rubbed his head: "Why don't you have any measure?"

"Who told you to double standard?"

In the past, Wen Mo was his biological brother, so he tolerated it, but now there is a boy who is not related by blood, and his status has dropped one place.

Unwilling to be reconciled, I died of grievance.

Wen Qiao reached out and hugged him: "You are still energetic."

"Cut the watermelon for me to eat."

Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows, forget it, her brother has been wronged like this, so she can do her service for once.