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

Wen Jianmin tutted lightly: "Xuanxuan is still young, why don't you care about him and ask him to trouble someone on this occasion, are you asking for trouble for Wen Mo?"

Wen Xuan was not convinced: "I didn't bother him, it was Wen Qiao who slapped me twice, so fierce."

"Shut up!" Wen Jianmin was angry, and turned to look at Xu Lu: "In this case, do you just let him make trouble? As a sister, don't you drag him? The last one is lost. It's also my face, don't you know?"

Xu Lu was a little dazed.

In the past, this kind of accusation was given to Wen Qiao by Wen Jianmin, and she always gloated on misfortune as a bystander.

Suddenly, the roles were reversed.

The person who was scolded became her Xu Lu.

As for Wen Qiao, on the first floor, he folded his arms and looked at her with a schadenfreude smile on his face.

She was angry in her heart, but she could only say softly: "Uncle Wen, it's my fault. I'll take care of Xuanxuan next time, sorry."

She knew Wen Jianmin and knew that all excuses would only disgust him. The only thing she could do was to resign and apologize.

The resentment towards Wen Qiao deepened in his heart.

Wen Qiao built his happiness on the pain of others.

Wen Chi and Yu Zhan chatted for a while, and when they came back, they saw his sister comforting Wen Mo, "What's wrong?"

Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows and looked upstairs: "Wen Xuan found fault and was beaten by me."

Wen Chi became angry when he heard it: "that kid is looking for something again, I'll teach him a lesson."

Wen Qiao grabbed him: "Okay, I've already taught you a lesson, you don't need to teach it again."

Seeing Wen Jianmin hurried down from the second floor, with a clear goal, he went straight to Wen Qiao and the others.

Wen Chi and Wen Mo, one on the side, stood beside Wen Qiao, and the three siblings became the most dazzling presence in the audience under the crystal lamp light.

Someone kept whispering in Wen Jianmin's ear: "Whose children are those children, they are really good-looking."

"Yeah, they look like sisters and brothers. The two boys are twins, they look a bit like."

"Boys and girls are beautiful."

Wen Jianmin clenched his fist, his expression turned out to be proud.

That kind of pride made Wen Qiao want to laugh.

Why are you?

Wen Jianmin walked up to the three with a particularly amiable attitude: "Qiao Qiao, is Mr. Fu here too?"

Wen Qiao said indifferently, "Has he come or not, does it have anything to do with President Wen?"

Wen Jianmin choked: "Why does your child always speak with thorns?"

Wen Qiao sneered: "Why doesn't President Wen have a long memory? I always talk like this."

Wen Jianmin couldn't help his face: "My lord doesn't have the same knowledge as your children. If you have time, take Mr. Fu to sit at home, I am very welcome."

There was no warmth in Wen Qiao's eyes: "I'm sorry, I only have one home, at No. 219 Shuying Road."

Wen Jianmin gritted his back molars: "You child, don't be ignorant, we are father and daughter after all, and we can't let go of our flesh and blood."

Wen Qiao looked at him blankly: "Is it the last thing you can do? You didn't say that when your son was sick. You didn't say that when we asked you for money. President Wen is so old. How can you say that you don't have any weight, and you regret it when you say it back?"

Wen Qiao is not a good-faced person. She doesn't mind turning out the crimes and filthy things that Wen Jianmin has committed and showing them to everyone.

Knowing the temper of this dead girl, Wen Jianmin didn't plan to continue to entangle this matter in front of so many people. He just patted Wen Mo's shoulder kindly and said, "It's a good thing that we Xiaomo are willing to speak."