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

Toys that were not available when she was two years old will be given to her when she is twenty years old.

And it wasn't because she had come to her senses, just because she knew that her boyfriend was a powerful man.

Xu Lu hurriedly said, "Uncle Wen, let's put the present down and we'll send it to you. Let's go first, Wen Qiao, she will understand your good intentions."

Wen Jianmin knew this girl's temperament, looked at her unselfish appearance, and glanced at Su Yun behind her, with a hint of remorse.

Originally, he would have a gentle and virtuous wife, two excellent sons and a daughter.

Looking at it now, I sighed faintly, feeling a little regretful.

The wedding continued, and Wen Qiao was moved by the sincere blessings of the neighbors. As soon as she sat down, she saw her aunt, who always liked to talk big things, approached her, and said in a bitter tone, "Jojo, your father. They're all coming, why didn't you let him in? Your dad is so sullen, the family doesn't talk about the two families, what kind of hatred is there, it's been so long, it's time to let it go. "

Wen Qiao looked at her aunt with a smile: "Do you want to be kicked out like Wen Jianmin?"

He Mei cursed in her heart, "damn girl!"

"I'm not all for your own good..."

Wen Qiao's smile deepened: "I hope you don't mind your own business, and one more thing, I'm going to chase people away. You know me, and I'm not afraid of being embarrassed."

He Mei hurriedly flashed.

The dead girl never showed her mercy, and if she went on, she would be blown away.

So, the wedding continued warmly and beautifully.

At the dinner table, Wen Mo tugged at Wen Qiao's hand, and Wen Qiao looked back at him: "what's the matter?"

Although Wen Mo can speak, there is a problem. He can only speak in front of Wen Qiao. Dr. Chen said that he should get used to it slowly and let her talk to Wen Mo more. When Xiao Mo is used to talking, he will speak to him. Someone communicated.

"Brother-in-law...why didn't you come?"

He was still speechless, not very smooth.

Wen Chi also came over, "Yeah, why didn't my brother-in-law come?"

These two people, called brother-in-law, called it a smooth mouth.

Mom and Uncle Ji were toasting at the table. Wen Qiao frowned: "Didn't I tell you? He works abroad and can't come back in time."

Wen Chi held his chin: "Isn't my brother-in-law very concerned about your affairs? Can't he come back on our mother's big day?"

Wen Qiao pushed his head: "What are you questioning? If I say I can't make it back, I can't make it back."

For my brother, it is to be simple and rude.

Brother Chi is aggrieved: "What are you mad at?"

Wen Qiao took a crab for him: "If you eat, don't talk, don't sleep, don't talk when you eat."

Wen Chi hummed: "Looking back and seeing my brother-in-law asking him to discipline you well, I don't care about my brother at all."

Under the table, Wen Qiao stepped on his instep, and Wen Chi almost cried out.

"Sister asked you to eat quietly, can you be quiet?"

"Can be able to... can."

The social elder brother of the ninth high school tyrant never imagined that one day he would be at the bottom of the food chain of force value, and he would not be able to beat even a single girl.

Wen Qiao gave him another drumstick: "Good."

As soon as he turned his head, Wen Mo looked at her worriedly, and Wen Qiao touched his head: "he's really busy with work and can't come back in time."

Wen Mo is delicate and sensitive, different from Wen Chi. He is worried that his sister and brother-in-law will break up. The brother-in-law is very good, and he accepts this brother-in-law. He doesn't want them to break up.

Wen Qiao poured him a drink: "eat, eat."