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

"After brushing my teeth, you can twist the towel for me. I want to wash my face."

Wen Qiao: "Oh... oh."

"Otherwise what do you think I'm going to do?"

"It's nothing, hehe."

While he was brushing his teeth, Wen Qiao was also brushing his teeth. Fu Nanli was lazily leaning on the sink, his eyes lingering on her face, which was hotter than the morning sun in June. Wen Qiao quickly spit out the foam in his mouth and drool , spit it out, then turn on the tap, wet the towel and squeeze it dry.

He had also brushed his teeth, and there was toothpaste foam on the corner of his mouth. Wen Qiao first reached out to help him wipe off the toothpaste foam.

Wen Qiao tiptoed: "You should be shorter."

Fu Nanli leaned against the sink, and Wen Qiao helped him wash his face meticulously. The towel covered his eyebrows to the bridge of his nose, and the morning sun shone in through the blinds, brightly and darkly spreading on his deep-featured face, and the color of his lips also changed. Like a rose stained with early morning dew, Wen Qiao's hands became more and more gentle.

After washing up, the two went downstairs together.

Every time, before his uncle and aunt had breakfast, Shen Tian had already resolved it quickly, trying not to appear in front of his uncle, trying not to cause trouble for his uncle, and trying not to be a light bulb between the two big brothers.

In fact, it was mainly because he couldn't beat him. His uncle beat him like he was crushing an ant. He was really afraid.

When his uncle and aunt went downstairs, he quickly rolled back downstairs. .

After breakfast, Li Fang, the headmaster, personally came over to change the young master's dressing. After all, it was pierced by a steel bar. If this thing is a little careless, it may be fatal if it is infected with tetanus.

Li Fangzai carefully sterilized him, changed the dressing and wrapped gauze, and dispensed another injection of liquid medicine: "Another injection of water today will do."

"understood."

Yesterday, because of his restless movements, a large area of ​​bruises appeared on the back of his right hand. Wen Qiao boiled an egg and pressed it for him to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

After he finished hanging the water, Wen Qiao left his apartment. After all, he still had to go to school, and the final exam was coming soon, so the task was very heavy.

Not long after Wen Qiao left, his bodyguard Song An came over.

Both Song An and Qin Bei are in their thirties and have worked in the Fu family for a long time. They are definitely the kind of loyalty that can risk their lives for Fu Nanli.

Besides Fu Chuan, he is also the person Fu Nanli trusts the most.

"How about it?"

Song An said in a low voice: "The arrangement was made early in the morning, and the evidence points to...Master Fu Cheng."

Fu Nanli lowered his eyes: "Well, don't make any mistakes."

"It's the young master."

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In the European-style villa near the lake, Fu Cheng's expression was not very good. He had been drinking in the morning, and two large ice cubes were added to the whiskey in the sherry barrel. In the summer morning, it was so cold that it hit his heart.

His mother came in with a solemn face: "Your Majesty was injured at the construction site yesterday, do you know?"

"understood."

"Did you do it?"

Fu Cheng clenched his fist slightly: "Do you think I'm the same as that idiot Fu Jiang? I never do anything to hurt him."

He also came back from Wall Street, and he will only use business warfare to win everything.

He Rui frowned: "But I heard that the evidence points to you."

Fu Cheng's hand holding the cup suddenly paused, vaguely feeling that this was a game set up by his brother, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit bitter.

He never felt that Fu Nanli was ignorant of the business world, so he had been hiding in the dark all the time, not as ambitious as Fu Jiang and even did not hesitate to kill him.

What he wanted was never his brother's life.