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

Ye Minqiu looked at her with a smile: "Did you go to Shaocheng to find our Nanli last time?"

Wen Qiao felt it was hard to say anything and said uncomfortably: "Yes..."

Ye Minqiu didn't say anything embarrassing about being "quite clingy". He just said: "Go find Nan Li. The old lady also knows about it. The old lady has been in Haicheng these two days and said she wanted to see you."

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat, not only seeing his mother, but now he also had to see his grandmother.

She took out her phone: "I... let me tell him."

The relationship between them is now a bit delicate, and she doesn't dare to make the decision without authorization.

"Needless to say, he is busy. Get in the car quickly and go to Yuannan Mansion to have dinner with the old lady. After dinner, I will have someone take you home."

Although Ye Minqiu does not look strong, the determination in his words is irresistible.

Wen Qiao could only bite the bullet and get into her car and say goodbye to Lu Youyou.

The car drove into the lane and the sky gradually darkened. Wen Qiao held the mobile phone in his hand, feeling a little uneasy. He went to see his grandmother without telling Fu Nanli. Is that okay?

She seemed to be pushed forward by the big hand of fate. Many times, the development of things was beyond her control.

Yuannan Mansion is located in the city center, where every inch of land is precious. It has a Republican-style building, ivory white marble walls, and carved iron railings. When the car entered the courtyard, it was a camphor trail, illuminated by floor lamps. The scenery is exquisite.

The car stopped in front of an old bungalow with blue bricks and red tiles. Wen Qiao got out of the car with Ye Minqiu and entered the bungalow.

The room is exquisitely and elegantly furnished, with mahogany furniture and a fire burning in the fireplace. Sitting on the dark brown leather sofa is an old man with silver hair and wearing a dark green velvet cheongsam. She wears glasses and a gold glasses chain hangs from her ears. There is a book on his lap.

Hearing the commotion, he looked towards her. The old man had a kind face and kind eyes, which made people feel kind at first sight.

Wu Yue'e looked up and saw the little girl, tall and long-legged, with a high ponytail, white and beautiful. She was looking at her curiously. Her eyes were not cautious, but she could tell she was intelligent.

It suited her eyes, and she liked this child at first sight.

Wen Qiao walked to the sofa, and Ye Minqiu introduced her. She obediently called her "Old Madam."

I didn’t dare to call grandma.

Wu Yue'e stood up, took a red envelope from the table and put it into her hand: "Just call me grandma."

Wen Qiao frowned slightly: "I can't accept your red envelope."

The old lady smiled and patted her hand: "This is our tradition, just keep it."

Wen Qiao felt ashamed that each of Fu Nanli's family members was better than the last. They did not have the common sense of superiority and self-esteem common to rich families. Instead, they treated others peacefully and without any airs, which made her feel friendly.

Her grandmother had passed away a long time ago. The old man treated her so kindly, and she instantly felt so warm that she wanted to rely on her.

"I came in a hurry and didn't buy a gift."

Wu Yue'e took her hand and walked to the dining room: "I know you came in a hurry. It was Nan Li's mother who intercepted you. Of course you are not late. It doesn't matter. If you have a meal with me, an old woman, consider it as a gift to me." Yes, huh?"

Wen Qiao: "I eat your food, no matter how you look at it, I am taking advantage."

The old lady was happy: "Then next time you invite me out for dinner, what do you think?"

"Okay, what flavor do you like?"

"My food is fine, just lighter."

Wen Qiao silently kept it in mind.