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

Wen Qiao gritted his teeth, "Isn't it because of your indolence?"

Fu Nanli held her hand: "So how do you plan to send me out?"

Wen Qiao: "We can only let Wen Chi lure Uncle Ji away."

"Go to grandma's house with me for morning tea."

Wen Qiao agreed to him by mistake, and sent Wen Chi to lead Uncle Ji in the kitchen to the yard next door. Wen Qiao, who was neatly dressed, took Fu Nanli's hand and ran out.

As soon as the door to the backyard opened, I heard my uncle's voice from behind: "Ah Qiao?"

Wen Qiao paused and looked back.

Su Ce sent people to protect Wen Qiao near the house. Some people also kept an eye on the courtyard at night. They knew that Fu Nanli came in last night. They had been waiting for the young master to come out, but they didn't expect that they would wait until the morning. The young master didn't even come out.

Then he hurriedly reported to Su Ce.

Su Ce came to Wen Qiao and saw her dragging Fu Nanli out.

He actually stayed overnight secretly.

Su Ce felt as if his cabbage had been spoiled, and naturally he was not in a good mood.

Wen Qiao felt guilty: "Uncle."

Fu Nanli looked indifferent and still held Wen Qiao's hand, which was a bit dazzling in Su Ce's eyes.

"Is Mr. Fu staying here for the night?"

Fu Nanli: "Yes."

Wen Qiao: “No.

They all said in unison, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

Fu Nanli said calmly: "I came to see her last night, but it was too late, so I did stay here. I didn't do anything. I just stayed overnight."

Su Ce's eyes were a little appreciative, and Wen Qiao could tell that his uncle was somewhat hostile to Fu Nanli, so he explained, "I kept him here."

What else could Su Ce say?

Even if he says a word, he is like an unreasonable and vicious elder who wields a stick to break up the mandarin ducks.

"Mr. Fu should try not to stay here in the future. Aqiao's mother is conservative and doesn't accept living together before marriage."

Wen Qiao promised: "It won't happen again."

"Then you go quickly, your mother seems to be getting up, don't let her catch you."

Wen Qiao took Fu Nanli's hand and walked out of the yard. The sky was slightly bright outside. The two walked on the slightly foggy bluestone road, left the alley, and got in the car.

"Your brother-in-law seems a little hostile to me."

Wen Qiao: "No, you think too much."

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows slightly but did not answer.

When they arrived at Yuannan Mansion, the old lady had just gotten up. She couldn't believe that Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao had arrived so early. She happily welcomed them into the house and asked the servants to prepare morning tea.

The weather was freezing, and birds were perching on the branches and chirping. The servant prepared Shaocheng's unique morning tea. Wen Qiao took a sip of black tea and instantly felt warm.

The old lady held the spoon gracefully and glanced at the young couple opposite. She was smiling. The more she looked at them, the more they seemed to be right.

Then he straightened his face and said, "I heard that your old man had a sudden illness and was sent to the hospital last night?"

Before Fu Nanli could stop her, the old lady told her what happened last night.

Wen Qiao was heartbroken. No wonder he always felt something was wrong with him last night. He seemed very sad and wanted to stay at her place for the first time.

He reached out under the table and shook his hand.

Fu Nanli shook his hand back and said to the old lady: "The old man has a cerebral infarction. His blood pressure suddenly rose last night. He was sent to the hospital and checked. It's nothing serious. He will be fine after two days of rest."