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

Shen Tian panicked, he was completely panicked.

He shouted in a guilty conscience: "Uncle, you are here."

Wen Qiao also shouted, "Brother Nan Li, you are here."

Fu Nanli's face was ashen. The police had already explained the ins and outs of the matter to him. The bastard actually brought his aunt into a squatting situation. His warning was that the left ear goes in and the right ear goes out.

The police asked Fu Nanli to sign, and then said to Wen Qiao and Shen Tian, ​​"Okay, you two can go."

Outside the police station, Shen Tian hesitated to follow the footsteps of the two of them, but Wen Qiao didn't feel scared. She felt that she was also a victim, and there was no need for her to feel guilty.

Fu Nanli opened the car door, pressed someone into the car, and looked back at Shen Tian: "Get in the car."

Shen Tian touched his neck: "I... I'll go back to school and live."

"Get in the car." Fu Nanli's voice was dark.

Shen Tian immediately opened the door and jumped on the co-pilot.

On the wide road, the speeding luxury car is quiet, and in the flickering light, the man's profile is cold and indifferent, and the whole body is indifferent.

Shen Tian looked at Wen Qiao in the rearview mirror and gave her a wink. If something goes wrong, you have to carry it together. Aunt, you can't betray me.

Wen Qiao cared about his death, and immediately said, "Shen Tian took me there. I didn't even know he invited those men to go before I went."

She has clearly fallen in love with Fu Nanli, so she must put her boyfriend's feelings first. When other people's life and death can be taken care of, she will naturally take care of them.

Shen Tian even wanted to jump out of a luxury car with a speed of 60 mph. Even if he died on the road, it would be better than going back to face Uncle Yama.

Shen Tian quietly sent a message to his grandparents, wanting to send rescue soldiers, Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pulled on his tie, his voice gloomy: "Who are you sending a message to?"

Where was the half-edited text message, Shen Tian looked at his uncle with a guilty conscience: "No... no one."

Don't dare to send any more messages.

Twenty minutes later, the car was parked downstairs in the apartment. Fu Nanli opened the door and got out of the car. Wen Qiao got out of the car with him. Shen Tian sat in the car and did not dare to get out.

Fu Nanli opened the car door for him, dragged him out of the car with the back collar.

Shen Tian, ​​a dignified 1.8-meter social boy, was dragged into the corridor, into the elevator, and into the house by his uncle without dignity. Fu Nanli threw it heavily, and he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground.

Fu Nanli has always been a well-bred person, even if he has a red belt in jiu-jitsu, he doesn't take it lightly.

This time, he was really so angry with his nephew that he completely lost his mind.

"Come with me to the gym."

The gym is on the second floor.

Shen Tian trembled: "Do...what?"

"Come here." You can't beat someone in front of Qiao Er, so as not to scare her.

Shen Tian dawdled and dared not move, and Fu Nanli's face was so gloomy that it couldn't be added.

"Don't ask me to say it again." After that, he walked straight to the second floor.

Shen Tiancheng followed in fear, Wen Qiao stood downstairs, and at first he heard shouts, but then there was no sound.

Are you hitting someone? Need to go up the rack?

About ten minutes later, the door to the gym upstairs opened. Shen Tian's face looked fine, not injured. Maybe it was just a lecture, Wen Qiao thought.

Only Shen Tian himself knew that his injuries were all on his body. His uncle with a red belt in Jiu-Jitsu said that he wanted to learn from him, but he only deserved to be beaten.