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

Wen Qiao clenched her fists and compared her with Gu Xiao's mother, which indeed made her feel extremely uncomfortable.

But she endured it.

"I am not Gu Yunzhu No. 2, I am me. I am Wen Qiao. I like Fu Nanli and I am very good to him. After being with him, I never thought of taking advantage of him. He treats me well and I also treat him well." Treat him as well as you can, we are equal and mutual."

Fu Huaiyong was obviously disdainful: "You are indeed not Gu Yunzhu. You are much more skillful than Gu Yunzhu. If you refuse but welcome him, you are playing a long game to catch the big fish."

Wen Qiao closed his eyes and told himself that he could not argue with the patient, not to mention that the patient was Fu Nanli's grandfather.

"I know you don't believe me no matter what I say, but I just want to tell you that I will treat him well. My biggest expectation for him is that he is happy."

Fu Huaiyong didn't have the patience to listen anymore, "Your sweet words are useful to Nan Li, but they are useless to me. No matter how fantastic you say, I will never believe you. As long as my old man is alive for one day, you won't believe me." I hope to enter the Fu family's door."

Wen Qiao sighed helplessly in his heart, "No matter what, you have to take care of yourself. Only when you are healthy will Nan Li be happy."

The old man treated her coldly: "You can get out now, there is no need to pretend in front of me."

The better her attitude, the more unhappy he becomes.

These poor people are accustomed to wearing a mask and keeping their heads down. After a long time, their greedy fangs will be exposed.

Wen Qiao raised her eyebrows. The clay figurine still had three fires. What's more, she, Wen Qiao, was magnanimous, and the old man's attitude also aroused her dissatisfaction. But because the other party was a patient, she said in a deep voice: "If I enter on my own One of the top ten richest people in the country, I hope you will no longer have any prejudice against me and don't think that I stay with Fu Nanli just for money."

When you encounter a problem, solve it.

This is Wen Qiao's style of doing things.

But I heard the old man sneer lightly and said with great disdain: "Top ten in the country? You can't even get into the top ten in Haicheng."

The little girl was young and didn't know how high the world was. Nan Li gave her a little money and really thought she could become a celebrity.

Wen Qiao looked solemn: "If I can enter the top ten in Haicheng's wealth list, I hope you will stop being prejudiced against me."

"Stop dreaming, you can go out!"

Wen Qiao nodded slightly: "I'll take it as your consent. Take care. I'll come visit you when I have time."

After saying that, he turned around and left the ward.

"Let Nan Li come in."

Before going out, the old man threw a few words.

When Fu Nanli saw her coming out, he asked in a low voice whether his grandfather had caused trouble for her, and Wen Qiao naturally said no.

Fu Nanli entered the ward, and only Wen Qiao and Qiu Ya were left outside the ward.

Wen Qiao didn't bother to talk to her. He put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the wall lazily.

Qiu Ya smiled: "Grandpa Fu seems to be a little hostile to you, don't take it to heart."

Wen Qiao's eyes were full of impatience, and he smiled slightly: "Really? I don't think Grandpa Fu has any hostility towards me."

Qiu Ya didn't expect her to say that, so her tone became a little softer, "Actually, Grandpa Fu doesn't like flattering people, but prefers people who are frank and straightforward. If you really have any dissatisfaction in your heart, tell him directly." Come out and speak clearly, and I think the problem will be solved."

Wen Qiao's smile turned cold.

This Miss Qiu is really Sima Zhao's heart, and everyone knows it.

What does she want to do?