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

Moreover, I found a marketing account and posted it on the Internet.

When He Yan encountered a credibility crisis, she didn't even know who was behind her.

She instinctively thought of Wen Qiao. After all, she just planned to let Wen Qiao be attacked by public opinion. At this moment, it is Wen Qiao who is most likely to deal with her.

Yes, what Fang Duo did was indeed done by He Yan.

Because Fang Duo was useless, she spent so much energy to support the girl, but she couldn't suppress Wen Qiao at all, so it would be better to do something to make Wen Qiao fall into a storm of public opinion.

But... Wen Qiao shouldn't know about this. Wen Qiao shouldn't even know who is behind Xu Lu and Fang Duo.

Perhaps she was unfounded.

He Yan was a little overwhelmed, all the honors were taken back, netizens attacked her ruthlessly, and the guild also imposed a fine. Her talented and beautiful image was in jeopardy.

Seeing this, Wen Qiao just shrugged, playing asshole, who doesn't?

It took her only two days to do things for He Yan, and she didn't show herself, did not expose herself at all, and in the end He Yan didn't doubt Wen Qiao.

In He Yan's eyes, Wen Qiao is a beautiful but brainless little girl. Such a meticulous design cannot be Wen Qiao.

She felt that she was a competitor in the jewelry design industry, and she was not pleasing to the eye, so she was placed behind her.

Her loss this time was too heavy, and her hard-working image was ruined like this.

Wen Qiao, who hid her merits and fame, finally got revenge on the person who harmed her, and she had nothing to do again. Then she suddenly remembered that Fu Nanli seemed to have been away for a long time.

She quickly scratched her fingers and did the math. After the calculation, her heart froze. It was eleven days, and there were two days left, and it would be thirteen days.

She hurried to Fu Nanli's apartment. The terrace was enveloped in the rain and fog at dusk, and the room was quiet. Wen Qiao walked around in it, called his name, but didn't answer.

She was sitting on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, the rain washed the canna, and Wen Qiao called him again, but no one answered.

In the dark room, the mobile phone was placed on the round glazed table, and Fu Nanli's hand was hanging on it.

He couldn't be soft-hearted, he couldn't fail because of his failures, and when he heard her voice and saw her face, he couldn't help but see her.

After 13 days, she fell ill and asked Zhou Jin to finish her examination.

Wen Qiao hung up the phone and sent him a message [Where are you? I miss you]

Fu Nanli's fingertips trembled, and he put the phone back on the table, his eyes were turbulent, and he was so depressed that he didn't know what to do.

Wen Qiao sat cross-legged on the sofa, waiting for his reply, until it was dawn and until it was dark, and the phone was silent.

Some bad premonitions suddenly flashed in his mind. Wen Qiao's palms were cold, and it was cold to the heart. He went to his bedroom in a panic, and opened the cabinet on the bedside table on his right. It was empty. The case he saw before was not there. There it is.

She got up and looked around. There was a small safe next to the wine cabinet. She ran over and saw that the password was six digits.

910818, his birthday, is also wrong.

911027, click, the door of the safe opened, Wen Qiao was stunned for a while, and suddenly he was afraid to open it. After hesitating for a while, he opened the door.

There was only a single medical report in the safe. Wen Qiao's heart beat like a drum of war. He picked up the medical report with trembling fingertips and slowly turned the page.