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

Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou entered the small yard. At the beginning of June, the afterglow of dusk swept across the walls of the yard, and the creeping tiger was green. The old lady seemed to be a person with a good temperament, so she hurriedly asked Gu Xiao to pour them tea.

Wen Qiao waved his hand quickly: "You're welcome, we're going to the club soon."

Gu Xiao introduced that this is the leader of the club.

The old lady couldn't believe it: "Did you open a club at such a young age?"

Wen Qiao pointed to Lu Youyou: "Her relatives opened it."

"It's amazing to be able to manage this company. Thank you for taking care of my family, Xiao."

Lu Youyou asked with concern, "Are you not feeling well?"

"When people are old, they will always feel uncomfortable here. There is a small problem there, that is, high blood pressure, and some Parkinson's disease. It doesn't matter."

Wen Qiao thought, the old man is really inconvenienced when he is ill alone.

Wen Qiao and the others chatted a little with the old lady, then said goodbye and walked to the club with Gu Xiao.

"Didn't your mother live with your grandmother? Wen Qiao was a little puzzled. The last time I heard what he said, his mother came back to take care of his grandmother. His grandmother did not seem to be in good health, and her hands would always tremble uncontrollably. , why live apart?

"Grandma doesn't like my mother very much." He replied casually with his hands in his trouser pockets.

Lu Youyou frowned, his grandmother didn't like her mother? So a mother would not like her daughter?

It was someone else's family matter, and she didn't want to say anything about seeing Gu Xiao, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Wen Qiao asked again, "What about your father?"

Gu Xiao lowered his eyes, his skin was very white, and he felt a little sick, and said in a deep voice, "Dead."

Wen Qiao felt that he had hit someone's sore spot, and quickly said, "I'm sorry."

"fine."

There is a large supermarket not far from the club. Wen Qiao said that they had to go to the supermarket to purchase first, and asked Gu Xiao to go to the club to practice, but Gu Xiao followed them to the supermarket to help them carry things.

He doesn't talk much, he pushes a cart and follows them behind them. He is a qualified tool person.

Lu Youyou took Wen Qiao's arm, took a large package of pasta and put it in the shopping cart, and whispered, "Gu Xiao is very pitiful."

Wen Qiao: "Everyone has its own difficulties in life."

Lu Youyou sighed: "It's true, you used to be very difficult, hey, why did I encounter Meiqiang and Miserable so easily?"

Wen Qiao rubbed her hair: "He's very good. He's a top school, and he's also good at playing games. He will definitely get better and better in the future."

Lu Youyou glanced at Gu Xiao quietly: "He looks very handsome. I heard that when he came, the girls who resumed school were all excited, and now they have been elected as the school's grassroots."

Wen Qiao took a piece of paper: "Is it handsome? It's okay."

Anyway, she felt that Fu Nanli was not as handsome.

"Handsome, it's not the same type as your Fu Shao, Fu Shao's handsome is the kind of mature, steady, noble and cold handsome, Gu Xiao is a handsome boy with a sick and tender feeling, his boyish feeling It's not the same as your Wen Chi and Wen Mo, those two are youthful with the smell of lime."

"You have a lot of research skills for the classification of this handsome."

Lu Youyou said proudly, "That's it."

"Then what kind of handsome do you think Dong Yao is?"

"Darkness is handsome."

Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows: "It turns out that there are so many types of handsome."

"It must be."

The part-time worker aunt Wen Qiao hired only came to do three hours a day and make one dinner, so she stocked up a lot of food, including quick-frozen dumplings, dumplings, and simple pasta and steak.