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

Wen Qiao smiled and touched his face with a guilty conscience, "It's because I didn't think well enough, you are very busy anyway, we are also a small-scale performance, and none of our relatives and friends have tickets, otherwise..."

Breathing tight, the man's breath pressed against her lips, "I'm treated the same as your relatives and friends, right?"

Wen Qiao leaned against the floor-to-ceiling glass and pursed her lips, "Otherwise you can go backstage and watch our performance from the side curtain, eh?"

The man's rough fingers rubbed her neck: "I'm watching my girlfriend's performance, do I need to stand on the side to watch?"

Wen Qiao forced himself to use the most tender voice to coax people, "You just treat it as a VIP seat, eh? You are the most special audience, and of course you have to stand in the most special position."

April 26, a rare sunny day before the coming of the rainy season in Huangmei.

Master Fu stood on the side curtain of the stage, looking at the man beside him, his face was very blue.

Shang Fan didn't know it yet, so he wanted to shake hands with him: "Mr. Fu, it's nice to meet you."

Fu Nanli put one hand in his pocket, and nodded coldly, as a greeting.

Backstage, Wen Qiao was so nervous that his legs were shaking.

Not because she was going to perform on stage, but because Shang Fan came. She promised the most special audience seat—the side curtain of the stage. Now Fu Nanli was not alone. Fu Nanli would have to settle the account with her afterwards.

Very fatal.

To make matters worse, Zhuang Yan also came, and he was also a guest performer.

Wen Qiao pressed her temple dryly: "Lu Youyou!"

"Jojo." Lu Youyou smiled with a guilty conscience.

"You explain to me why Zhuang Yan is a guest performer, I don't know."

Lu Youyou said with a guilty conscience: "This time the performance is a combination of folk music and Western music. Haven't you always wanted to promote the fusion of Chinese and Western music? I just let Song Yu participate, thinking about the piano, let's add a violin. , then Zhuang Yan is definitely the best choice, Qiao Qiao, I am all for our performance."

Why is Wen Qiao willing to be fierce against Lu Youyou?

He could only whisper helplessly, "You should have told me earlier, Fu Nanli still doesn't know that I'm going to perform with Zhuang Yan in a while, aren't you doing something wrong?"

Lu Youyou: "In a while, I will kowtow in front of Master Fu to apologize."

Wen Qiao's temple was hurting badly. Lu Youyou apologized for nothing. In the end, it wasn't her who was unlucky?

Zhuang Yan carried the violin into the backstage.

When he saw Zhuang Yan again, Wen Qiao's heart was like water. After all, liking this boy was a matter of his previous life, it was like a dream.

Zhuang Yan apologized to her in front of many people, and now she can get along with him without any qualms, just like an ordinary friend.

But Zhuang Yan couldn't treat her as an ordinary friend, and his eyes were still hot when he looked at Wen Qiao.

Everyone was invited, and Wen Qiao couldn't let people go.

It was all for the sake of folk music, and Yoyo also had good intentions. She smiled and looked at Zhuang Yan: "Then let's rehearse first."

Wen Qiao's makeup and hair are all done. She is wearing an ochre red button-down Hanfu long skirt, with emerald-colored hairpins in her braided hair, a tear mole at the end of her right eye, and watery light at the tip of her eye.

Seeing that Zhuang Yan's eyes were a little dull.

Such a girl once chased after him and said that he liked him. He was the biggest fool in the world. He pushed her away with his own hands, and did his best to humiliate her with so many people.

Girls at that time should be living a very hard life.