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

"Let Brother Cheng shut it down. Let's have a good meal and praise He Yan's talent. This is the theme of tonight's dinner, isn't it?"

Fu Chengji cheered: "Xiao Wen, I didn't expect you to be so talented."

Fu Chuan was expressionless and drank alone.

Wen Qiao reached for the phone: "Let's eat."

Stop praising her. Praising her as an enemy will not be worth the gain.

Fu Cheng joked: "Brother, let's open a music company for your children."

He Yan mentioned it heartily.

Fu Nanli said calmly: "Eat."

The way He Yan looked at Wen Qiao was somewhat meaningful.

I heard before that Fu Nanli bought Ninth Middle School for Wen Qiao.

Normally, opening a music production company is a trivial matter for Fu Nanli, but he did not make his position clear.

Does this mean that I am tired of this little girl?

He Yan felt a little happier.

The topic finally turned to He Yan. He Yan took out her award-winning jewelry. The dark red velvet square box slowly opened, and the crystal chandelier gave off a dazzling light.

Wen Qiao sincerely praised: "So beautiful."

He Juan is naturally proud of his sister: "The contestants this time are all top jewelry designers from various countries. Xiaoyan is indeed talented in this area."

Fu Cheng naturally supported him, and everyone supported him, and Fu Chuan also responded.

Fu Nanli alone did not speak.

He Juan said: "Nan Li, what do you think?"

Fu Nanli said calmly: "I haven't done any research on these, but they look beautiful."

The tone is slightly perfunctory.

He Yan didn't take it to heart, because Wen Qiao poured the juice for herself tonight, and Fu Nanli didn't help her with every detail.

It's really different from before. In the past, Fu Nanli really felt like holding this little girl in the palm of his hand, without caring about the opinions of others. Now, it's gone.

Fu Nanli didn't understand this at all, and there was no need for him to please anyone and flatter anyone. He could just make a perfunctory compliment and make her happy.

Wen Qiao ate in silence, minimizing his presence.

Fu Nanli didn't help her pick up the food or pour her drinks today, but she was quite nervous and didn't take such trivial matters to her heart.

After eating and drinking, she gently put down her chopsticks, and Fu Nanli discussed business matters with them.

"The profits of Ninth Middle School seem to be very limited, just to allow Xiao Wen's younger brother to continue studying. Nan Li, you are doing charity."

He Juan said.

He Yan's eyes darkened, her brother was not picking up the pot.

Fu Nanli smiled: "Make some contribution to education."

Fu Cheng echoed: "This brother is rich, let him do some charity."

Wen Qiao put his hands on the edge of the table and listened to them without interrupting. He was very quiet.

Fu Nanli turned around and saw some cream from the dessert on the corner of her mouth. He instinctively picked up the towel on the side and wiped the corner of her mouth with familiarity.

The tension in He Yan's heart was broken again.

The feeling was indescribable, as if Fu Nanli was deliberately trying not to take care of her, but he instinctively and subconsciously wanted to take care of her.

The reason he didn't take care of her was because he didn't want her to receive too much attention. It wasn't that the relationship between the two had faded.

This realization made He Yan breathless.

Fu Cheng suggested: "Let's play cards after dinner, either mahjong or poker."

Fu Nanli put the kerchief on the table: "She is going back."

"The kid should go back early. The main thing is that if she is here, we will be waiting to give her money. I don't dare to play cards with her."