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

Wen Qiao's face was gloomy, and his rage could not be suppressed.

There was a bang and the door was kicked open. The man never expected that Wen Qiao would find him so quickly. Originally, he was planning to torture the little boy all night and leave tomorrow morning.

But she didn't expect that she would find him in the middle of the night.

Wen Qiao's heart tightened when he saw Jun He who was curled up on the ground after being beaten.

She was filled with anger, and she quickly stepped forward, grabbed the man's hair, and slammed his head against the wall.

The bodyguards looked at Fu Nanli worriedly, and Fu Nanli gently raised his hand: "Let her vent."

Wen Qiao hit the man hard. The man who was so fierce just now was so scared that he wanted to kneel down and beg for mercy: "Spare my life, spare my life!"

Wen Qiao let go of the man's head. She wanted to continue punishing the man, but she was worried that seeing such a violent and bloody scene would put a psychological burden on Jun He.

She turned around and walked to Jun He. Jun He was so frightened that he threw himself into her arms: "Sister, sister..."

Wen Qiao patted his head gently: "It's okay, it's okay, sister is here."

He gently held his face, which was covered in bruises, with blood hanging from the corners of his mouth and blood on his forehead. It was too miserable to look at.

Wen Qiao wanted to beat the man who abused Jun He to death, but at this moment, it was most important to check Jun He's body.

"Take all three of them away."

Fu Nanli said coldly: "Bring him to my residence first."

Wen Qiao wanted to hug Xiao Junhe, but Fu Nanli held him back: "Let them take him down."

Wen Qiao shook his head: "He relies on me."

What's more, at this time, the child's eyes were full of panic, how dare he trust others.

Fu Nanli could only look at her Qiaoer with a dark face, carrying a boy about her height downstairs, and he could only follow behind and look at the boy with envy.

All the way back home, Su Yun was almost scared to death when she saw Jun Shishi covered with scars.

Wen Qiao checked him and made sure that no organs were injured, it was just skin trauma. She breathed a sigh of relief. She wiped his wound with water and applied medicine.

In the end, Su Yun stayed by his side, feeling distressed and wiping away tears frequently: "It's my fault that I didn't take good care of you."

Xiao Junhe pulled her hand: "Auntie doesn't cry. Auntie doesn't cry. It's my own fault."

Wen Qiao stood by the bed and patted her mother on the shoulder: "Mom, you have to stay with him tonight. He is emotionally unstable and easily panics."

"I know."

Wen Qiao and Fu Nanli went to Fu Nanli's residence. The three grown men were tied up by Qin Bei and sat paralyzed aside.

Fu Nanli waved his hand: "You two stand guard outside the door, in case the scene becomes bloody and you can't stand it."

Qin Bei:......

Song An:......

The young master thinks they are innocent little white rabbits? Are there any bloody scenes that they can't watch?

Forget it, just listen to the young master.

Wen Qiao was sitting on the sofa, playing with a Swiss Army Knife in his hand, with a gloomy aura on his body: "I don't like to use violence. I'll give you a chance to tell me who instigated you."

The three men looked at each other, afraid to speak.

"one two three……"

With a whoosh, the Swiss Army knife shot out like a dart and nailed the wall above the head of the kidnapper.

Xu Jun was so frightened that he almost peed his pants. The woman's sharp eyes hid murderous intent, and she was careless and ruthless. He had been around for so many years and had always been paid to do things. He had always had a good reputation. He really had never been afraid of anyone.