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

Wen Qiao wiped tears on the front of his coat, and when he looked up, he saw only a pair of red eyes.

She always felt that crying was a sign of incompetence. Even in the face of Fu Nanli, she would not indulge her emotions. Her tears were properly collected, but her voice was choked up: "Then why didn't you tell me beforehand?"

When he asked, Wen Qiao regretted it.

Is she questioning Fu Nanli?

What qualifications does she have?

He has his plans, his plans, whether he tells her or not is his freedom, perhaps because he thinks she is not credible? Maybe she thought that telling her would ruin the game.

She lowered her head, endured the grievances full of grievances, and whispered: "Yes... I'm sorry, I... I shouldn't have asked like this."

Fu Nanli was so distressed that he suffocated. He reached out and held her face: "Qiaoer, I told you."

Wen Qiao was a little stunned, her eyes full of grievances: "You... when did you tell me?"

"I told you, if you hear anything about my accident, don't panic, I'll be fine."

Wen Qiao reacted for a long time, her mind was blurry, he seemed to have said such a sentence, but when she heard the accident, how could she think so much.

Fu Nanli thought that his Qiao Er had always been smart and calm, and he must have been able to think that this was a trick he set up for Fu Jiang, and thought she would not panic, but he never thought about it, and he was confused. When Wen Qiao heard that he might die , all rational calm completely collapsed.

She is just an ordinary little girl who worries about her boyfriend's safety.

Wen Qiao looked aggrieved: "Why didn't you tell me clearly? You said it so vaguely, how can I associate it?"

Fu Nanli took the man into his arms: "I should make it clear, Qiao'er, are you worried about me?"

Wen Qiao hooked his neck and hugged him tightly: "of course I'm worried about you, of course I'm worried about you."

When everything calmed down, Wen Qiao reacted.

After she learned that Fu Nanli had an accident, her body did not react at all. The fates of her and Fu Nanli were intertwined.

She was fine, which meant that Fu Nanli wasn't dead at all.

And she was completely helpless, she didn't think about it at all.

She was worried about him, not because she was afraid that she would be implicated.

She worries about him only because she worries about him.

Fu Nanli carried her into the room, and while she was sitting on the carpet in front of the floor-to-ceiling window basking in the sun, Fu Nanli was cooking lunch in the kitchen.

Wen Qiao was in a low mood and sat sullenly.

Because Fu Nanli didn't make it clear to her in advance, she was depressed.

Such an important matter deserves to be explained to her very solemnly. How could she care about it casually?

She thought she was a person who could keep secrets very well, and she was even a person who was very prudent. She was not qualified to participate in that chess game, she seemed to be excluded.

She lightly picked her nails, her heart was not at peace, she always felt full of grievances, but there was nowhere to pour it out, she could only digest and comfort herself.

The sun was shining warmly, she thought about it for a while, and finally figured it out.

As long as he is all right, it is good for him to live, why is she still entangled in so many meaningless things?

She has always been very good at comforting herself, she has always been sensible, and she has always found excuses to make herself happy again.

Because the world has been treating her badly, what should she do if she can't adjust herself again?