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

She is a very patient person. She did not check her phone once for half an hour after eating.

After finishing the meal, washing the dishes, wiping my hands, I picked up my phone and saw sixteen missed calls from Lu Wenzhou.

She put her phone back on the table, spread the yoga mat in the corner of the living room in front of the TV, and started practicing yoga.

After practicing yoga for about five minutes, there was a knock on the door. She got up, pulled on her slippers and walked to the door. Through the peephole, she saw Wang Hui.

She opened the door and Wang Hui looked at her with a smile: "Madam."

Zhou Tao smiled: "I'm sorry, but you shouldn't call me madam. I am no longer your madam."

"Miss Zhou, look, I'm used to calling you madam, and I really can't change my ways after a while."

"So why did you come to see me?" Zhou Tao had no intention of chatting with him.

Wang Hui said: "The young master called you, but your mobile phone has been disconnected."

"Well, I'm working out, what's the matter? It seems that Mr. Lu and I have nothing to do with each other anymore, why are you calling me?"

"It's like this. Your husband is going back to Kyoto today, and he wants you to go back with him."

Zhou Tao chuckled: "Why should I go back with him? Why would I let my ex-wife go home with him? What is Mr. Lu thinking?"

Wang Hui said awkwardly: "That's right, the old man is not in good health, and he hasn't told his family about the divorce yet, so..."

Zhou Tao said indifferently: "Then let Mr. Lu find a way to deal with grandpa by himself. It doesn't matter if he says I'm unavailable for filming, or he says I'm a wolf and don't want to go back. It's up to him."

Wang Hui said uneasily: "Mr. Lu has always been very kind to you."

"I will go back to visit Grandpa by myself, but I don't have to go back with him. If he doesn't want to be that evil person, then wait until I have time to confess to Grandpa Lu that we are divorced."

Wang Hui sighed inwardly.

Zhou Tao: "Are you okay?"

Wang Hui trotted all the way to the gate of the community. Lu Wenzhou was sitting in the back seat of the luxury car. Seeing him approaching alone, his face was already gloomy.

Wang Hui said cautiously: "What Miss Zhou means is that since she has divorced you, she will not go back to your old house in Kyoto with you."

Lu Wenzhou opened the door and got out of the car.

Zhou Tao continued to practice her yoga. As soon as she did a handstand, she heard another knock on the door. She ignored it and continued to stand on her head.

Lu Wenzhou continued to knock on the door with a gloomy face, until the door on the opposite side opened.

She was a middle-aged woman in her forties. She was originally complaining that she was busy celebrating the New Year. She was not letting people live in peace. What the hell was she doing? When the door opened, she saw a handsome man with a dignified and aloof temperament. He swallowed all his complaints and even told him in a very friendly manner: "She should be at home. I didn't hear her go out today."

Lu Wenzhou nodded indifferently.

Keep knocking on the door.

Zhou Tao stood on her head for ten minutes. Finally, her hands were trembling, so she lowered her legs and sat cross-legged on the yoga mat.

The knocking on the door continued, and she finally stood up, walked to the door, and opened it.

She had just finished exercising. Her face was a little red, and there were glistening beads of sweat on her temples. Her black hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her forehead. There was floor heating in the room. She only wore a sweatshirt. Her casual and comfortable style was also Lu Wenzhou's. Unseen style.

When she saw him before, her eyes always had a bright light.

He seemed happy every time I saw him.