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

Li Fang, Song An and some senior officials of the hospital were waiting for him outside.

No one dared to go in and call him.

When he came out, Song An felt that his young master was so lonely and distressed.

"Master, go back first, there is no resurrection after death."

When Fu Nanli got into the car, it was snowing heavily.

Fu Nanli's migraine came at the wrong time, and the pain made him suffocate. Song An was worried: "Should I ask Dean Li to come to your villa?"

"No, no, I'll just take a rest."

There were many things to deal with, including his father's funeral, how to explain to his grandfather and mother, how to comfort Qiaoer, there were too many problems lying in front of him.

It was so messy that he didn't know what to do with it for a moment.

When he arrived at the villa, there was silence. He took off his coat, hung it on the hanger, and slowly went upstairs.

Pushing open the bedroom door, he saw it was empty. His heart skipped a beat and he softly called Wen Qiao's name.

No one answered.

He searched every room in the villa but couldn't find her.

He called Qin Bei. Qin Bei said that he had indeed sent the person and that all his bodyguards lived in the villa next door. Qin Bei said that he did not see Wen Qiao leave.

Fu Nanli returned to the master bedroom and entered the bathroom. He saw Wen Qiao soaking in the bathtub with his clothes on.

I reached out and touched it. The water in the bathtub was cold.

"Are you desperate? Do you want to freeze to death?"

Fu Nanli pulled him out. Wen Qiao's eyes turned red: "Let me surrender."

Fu Nanli helped her change clothes, wrapped the person in a bath towel and returned to the bedroom. Turning the heating on to the maximum, he helped her wipe her hair and whispered: "You didn't kill the person."

She is unconscious. She cannot be considered a murderer. Even if she surrenders, she will not be held criminally responsible.

No matter what, he would protect her.

Wen Qiao held his hand tightly: "He is your father, how could I..."

"Okay, Qiaoer, don't think too much, the matter is over, don't think too much, don't think too much."

Wen Qiao: "I'm guilty. I can't face you Fu family members anymore."

Fu Nanli frowned: "Forget all this and just pretend that what happened tonight didn't happen, huh?"

Wen Qiao shook her head, she couldn't do it, how could she pretend that this didn't happen.

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No matter how painful Wen Qiao was, she couldn't do what Fu Nanli asked her to forget, and the Fu family's funeral was held as scheduled.

Just three days later, Fu Xianyuan's funeral was held at the Fu family cemetery.

Mr. Fu is already feeling much better than the day he just learned that Fu Xianyuan had come back to life and back to life again.

At least there is no longer a dead body, at least there are tangible ashes of his son under this grave. His son is no longer buried in the cold and ruthless sea, but has returned to his roots.

Elderly people always pay attention to these things, so he feels at ease.

Who will not die?

The same was true for Ye Minqiu. She had already been sad when she learned of his violent death. Now that he died again, she was sad for a few days. But since people cannot be resurrected, she could only bury her sadness deep in her heart.

Her younger sister, Ye Minchun, stayed with her throughout the whole process to comfort her.

The group of people were all wearing black coats and holding black umbrellas. The atmosphere in the cemetery was solemn and solemn.

Ye Minqiu suddenly asked Fu Nanli, "Why didn't Wen Qiao come over?"

Although Wen Qiao and her son are not married yet, they are already their recognized daughter-in-law. She usually attends important occasions, but today she did not come to her husband's funeral.