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

Fu Nanli cursed "little liar" in her heart and took a bite at the corner of her mouth.

As long as it doesn't touch his bottom line, he can allow this little liar to tell some innocuous little lies.

After all, he's a big liar himself now.

"When did Lu Youyou look the same as Dong Yao?"

After all, he still couldn't hold back, and Da Gongzi Fu's tone was full of sourness.

Wen Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and her face was filled with a guilty conscience of being caught: "You...Did you see it?"

"Yes, I happened to pass by your car when I called you."

The person who knows the current affairs is Junjie, and Wen Qiao immediately began to admit his mistake: "I'm sorry, I didn't tell you the truth."

His big hand was loosely placed on the back of her neck, rubbing her delicate skin: "What are you doing with Dong Yao?"

Wen Qiao put his hands on his legs, his face was not blushing and his heart was not beating: "Dong Yao, he likes anatomy, he said he has a laboratory and borrowed an ancient creature from the museum, more than 2,000 years ago, I listened to it. Just curious, I followed him to see, the laboratory signal is not very good."

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows: "Lab?"

"Um."

"Ancient creatures?"

"Yup."

"Bad signal?"

"No way."

Fu Nanli smiled, Wen Qiao was apprehensive, and Fu Nanli nodded, "Got it."

Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

"I'm going to lie in the middle of the city in a few days, do you want to come with me?"

Wen Qiao: "How many days are you going to go?"

"Three or five days."

"I have to go to school."

I haven't seen you for three or five days, no matter how much delay, it's impossible to delay until thirteen days.

"Well, I see. What show do you want to watch, you can tune it yourself."

Wen Qiao shrugged needlessly: "I can do it."

Fu Nanli picked up the remote control and flipped through it casually. It just so happened that he turned to a program where Shang Fan was being interviewed.

Moreover, Shang Fan happened to mention Mu Yue.

"Mr. Muyue is very talented. I admire her very much, but it should be said that I admire her very much. Although she is young, the songs she created fit my soul very well. I really admire her. I love her songs so much, every song, every syllable, is worth savoring carefully, it is really a combination of talent and beauty, and she is my goddess.”

Wen Qiao could feel that Fu Nanli's breathing was a little disordered beside him, so he was not very happy.

Quickly took over the remote control: "Let's not watch this."

Fu Nanli held his hand: "Look, let's see how many things he can say to compliment you."

Wen Qiao felt a chill on the back of his neck, and reached out to take a drink from the cup beside him.

The host also watched the fun and didn't think it was a big deal: "Mr. Shang really complimented Mr. Mu Yue, so is it possible for the two of you to become a couple?"

"Pfft..." Wen Qiao choked and coughed loudly.

Fu Nanli took out two tissues to help her wipe it, and patted her on the back lightly: "Why are you panicking?"

Wen Qiao: "...I'm not panicking, why should I panic?"

Obviously, not convincing.

On the TV, Shang Fan quickly waved his hand: "No, no, definitely no."

Wen Qiao breathed a sigh of relief.

The host was a little puzzled: "Why? You guys are talented and feminine, and you still resonate very well, so they fit very well."

Wen Qiao saw that the blue veins on the back of Fu Nanli's hand were slightly bulging. She really felt that the host had nothing to say. Why did she mention her so well?

Male talent and female appearance, resonance, fit, all are harsh.

"I see Teacher Muyue as an idol." Shang Fan's face sank slightly, the host was really confused.