The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

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Chapter 214: Shouting on the rooftop

Translator: 549690339

After Li Fang left, Fu Nanli stood in front of the French windows and smoked, his gaze deep and secretive.

Finally, he muttered ‘little liar’ in a low voice. His tone was full of helplessness, but there was also an inexplicable doting tone.

He asked old Hu to drive to the alley of her house and pick her up to Xiaotang mountain for dinner.

Then, he looked at the person beside him. Her skin was fair, her facial features were exquisite, and her neck was slender and white. Because she was too white, the blue veins and blood vessels on her neck were clearly visible. He wanted to bite her hard and scold her for being so bold.

In the end, he still couldn’t bear to part with her. He patted her head and asked, ” where do you think we first met? ”

Wen Qiao’s heart skipped a beat as she looked at him nervously. “Why are you asking this?”

Fu Nanli leaned his elbow against the back of the chair, playing with the hair on her shoulder in boredom. “I’m just asking.”

have you recovered Qianqian’s memory? ” Wen Qiao asked cautiously. have you recovered your memory? ”

His breathing was a little stifled.

Fu Nanli’s eyes closed slightly, and he continued in a deep voice, ” “No, I didn’t,”

Wen Qiao didn’t know if she should heave a sigh of relief or feel uneasy. She could only continue to tell the lies that she had long prepared. it was just a rainy day. I was walking on the side of the road, and your car drove by quickly, splashing water all over me. I chased after the car and came to argue with you.

Oh? ” Fu Nanli raised his brows slightly. and then I fell in love with you at first sight, right? ”

Wen Qiao bit the bullet and said without shame, ” “It should be,”

Why did she have to repeat such a difficult lie?

Life was so difficult.

When she looked up at Fu Nanli again, the smile on his lips was a little profound. Wen Qiao rubbed her neck uneasily.”Why are you asking this out of the blue?”

after all, I don’t have any memory of that time. You’ve mentioned it once, but I’ve forgotten. I want to hear you say it again.

For some reason, the way Wen Qiao looked at him seemed to be saying,’I’ll just quietly watch you spout nonsense’.

She must have been thinking too much. If someone like Fu Nanli really regained his memories, why would he still need to feign civility with her? with his power and status, it was only a matter of a few words for him to make her fall into eternal damnation.

There was a fixed program at the end of the Central Conservatory of Music’s semester, which was to organize students to go to the school’s Yifu building. Every student would go up to the rooftop and shout out their wishes for the coming year, their troubles in life, or anything they wanted to say.

Today, it was the first year students who were shouting on the rooftop.

Lu Youyou held onto Wen Qiao’s arm and pouted. “What are you going to shout later?”

“The Folk Music Department is getting better and better.” Wen Qiao shrugged.

“It’s so official.” Lu Youyou pouted.

“Then what do you plan to say?”

“I hope I can get rid of my single life on New Year’s Day,” Lu Youyou chuckled.

The person who was shouting on the rooftop was Xu Lu. I hope that in the new year, I can become the pride of Central Conservatory of Music. I hope that Central Conservatory of Music will get better and better.

There was a round of applause.

Xu Lu stood on the rooftop. She could see Wen Qiao and Zhuang Yan. Zhuang Yan stood behind her with a few people in between them, but his gaze was always on Wen Qiao.

There were so many people clapping for her, but there was no one named Zhuang Yan among them, so all of this was meaningless.

After Xu Lu, a few people went up and started to fantasize about their wishes in love.

After all, puppy love was forbidden in high school. Once they entered University, this restriction was gone. Twenty years old was young and beautiful. It was the best time to fall in love.

It was Zhuang Yan’s turn. He was wearing a brown and gray checkered coat with goat’s horn buttons, looking like a young master from a European elite school.