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

"knew."

He took her to the living room, and Wen Qiao said seriously: "We can't be separated for more than...seven days from now on."

It's better to have more time.

"Um?"

"To you, a day without seeing you is like three autumns."

I almost bit my tongue, saying such disgusting words really gave me goosebumps.

That night she paid the price for her love words and was held and kissed by Fu Nanli for a full three minutes.

But after Wen Qiao left, Fu Nanli calmed down and felt that it was a bit strange that she went to Shaocheng to find him this time.

What's strange about it, I can't tell for the moment.

When he went to school the next day, Lu Youyou stared at Wen Qiao: "Why is the corner of his mouth broken?"

Wen Qiao felt guilty: "This...isn't it autumn? It's dry, it's getting hot, it's getting hot."

Lu Youyou narrowed his eyes and looked at her: "Hehehe, did you get angry? Or was it bitten by someone?"

Wen Qiao put the person into his arms: "Shut up."

"Shut up, someone has silenced you."

The sky is blue, and there is a small open-air balcony on the second floor of Minle Building, facing a clear lake. On the left is a red maple forest, and on the right is a ginkgo forest. The Little Red Building has a unique location, and the beautiful environment can also cultivate people's artistic sentiments.

A Mercedes-Benz parked downstairs. Shang Fan, wearing a peaked cap and low-key clothing, entered the yard and poked his head around. There was no one in the yard, nor in the old building. He vaguely heard the sound of musical instruments coming from upstairs. He put one hand in his pocket and walked along Carved spiral staircase leads to the third floor terrace.

I was busy with promotions and never had time to come to Wen Qiao. Two songs for the EP are currently being produced, so he now has time to do something of his own.

He relies on talent, not just traffic, so he can do whatever he wants.

For example - falling in love.

One thing to say is Wen Qiao. I like him very much. He is beautiful, plays the pipa well, and has a personality. He is not like other people who become nymphomaniacs when they see him.

He stood in the room behind the terrace and made a move that he thought no one could resist his charm. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and rested his hand on the ivory-white pillar, posing silently for three minutes.

No one found it.

Shang Fan was a little embarrassed and coughed lightly.

Chunxiao was sitting at the back and heard a sound behind her. She looked back and screamed.

Several people turned around, and Shang Fan locked his eyes on Wen Qiao, "We meet again."

Lu Youyou grabbed Wen Qiao's hand: "Qiao Qiao, calm down."

Wen Qiao: "I won't hit him, don't worry."

Besides, Shang Fan didn't want to hug her this time.

Lu Youyou and Chunxiao excitedly took photos with Shang Fan. Finally, Lu Youyou remembered and asked, "Are you here for anything?"

Shang Fan walked up to Wen Qiao with an extremely solemn expression: "I want to... pursue Wen Qiao."

Lin Xiang:......

Chunxiao:......

Lu Youyou:......

Are all the top people these days doing whatever they want?

When the client, Wen Qiao, heard the most popular confession in the entertainment industry, she seemed too calm and collected. She glanced at him and said, "Don't you ask me if I have a boyfriend?"

Shang Fan regained his courage and asked sincerely: "Do you have a boyfriend?"

"Yes."

Shang Fanping's feet were weak and he almost couldn't stand. Lu Youyou and Chunxiao quickly supported him one by one.

Lu Youyou: "Brother Fan, when it comes to relationships, it's first come, first served. Let's forget it. There are plenty of good girls."

Chunxiao: "Brother Fan, we can turn grief and anger into strength, write two more good lyrics, and come up with a few more good songs, come on!"

Shang Fan was unwilling to give in: "Is... is it with your childhood sweetheart? It's said in the book that childhood sweethearts are never as good as falling from the sky."