The Boss Lost His Memory And Only Remembers Me

Chapter 1278: The assistant spoke for Wen Qiao

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As soon as she finished speaking, there was a brief silence at the dinner table.

Du Weiyang was anxious. Although she didn't have much contact with Wen Qiao, she liked Wen Qiao very much. She hurriedly said, "Dad, let's not talk about whether Wen Qiao really treated Boyan for her sister. There is no conclusion on this matter, and we can't just speculate on others. But even if it is true, so what? Didn't she treat Boyan well? Why did she treat our Boyan without asking for anything in return? Even if she wants to get something from us, isn't it human nature?"

These few words suddenly woke Du Hongsheng up.

Yes, why was he embarrassed? Even if he was really coming for Lin Lang, wasn't that reasonable? And after her treatment, Boyan's condition did improve slightly.

Then Wen Qiao is the great benefactor of their family.

What's more, he felt that Xiao Wen was not that kind of person. The Xiao Wen he had come into contact with was a person who was cold on the outside but warm on the inside, with the demeanor of an ancient hero and a chivalrous heart.

Lin Lang frowned deeply. Why was Wei Yang so ungrateful? It seemed that Wen Qiao was quite capable and had managed to coax the Du family into submission.

Du Hongsheng said earnestly: "Wen Qiao wants Lin Lang's blood? I don't quite remember what Lin Lang's blood type is? It should be a more special blood type."

Otherwise, given the Fu family's background, it wouldn't be so difficult.

Lin Lang's eyes flickered and he said, "Aunt, Uncle, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

Mrs. Du stopped her and whispered, "How much blood does Xiao Wen want?"

Du Weiyang said: "Six hundred milliliters is not too much."

She was completely devoted to Wen Qiao.

Mrs. Du glared at her and said, "It's nothing much. You are being generous to others, but I'm not asking for your blood."

Du Weiyang stuck out her tongue.

Lin Lang's face looked very ugly.

Mrs. Du said, "Lin Lang, are you in any trouble?"

Lin Lang's eyes flickered: "Why should I donate blood to irrelevant people? I won't donate. If you persuade me, I will not associate with your family in the future."

After saying that, he picked up his bag and went out.

The north wind was howling outside, and everyone in the Du family had awkward expressions on their faces. Du Boyan whispered, "Is Sister Lin Lang angry? Does she dislike Sister Wen Qiao?"

Du Weiyang patted his head and said, "You should stop worrying."

Du Boyan went upstairs, and the Du couple and Du Weiyang sat in the side hall.

Du Weiyang was puzzled: "Mom, I really don't understand why my sister is so against donating blood to Wen Qiao. Let alone Wen Qiao's medical skills, wouldn't it be inconvenient to have a good relationship with Wen Qiao in the future? She also has an uncle who is a genius doctor and the prestigious Fu family. She can make friends with so many powerful people at once, why is my sister so resistant? Six hundred milliliters of blood is really not a lot."

Mrs. Du glanced at her with a reproachful look: "Your sister has taken better care of her body in recent years. People are different. Do you think they are all as heartless as you? Let's take our time. If we can convince your sister, then we can have the best of both worlds."

After Lin Lang left the Du family, she drove to the river alone. The river wind was very strong in early December. She sat on the shore, lit a cigarette, and smoked silently.

He picked up a small stone on the ground and threw it into the river.

She felt a little depressed, a little angry, and a little resentful. Wen Qiao had everything he needed, so why did he have his eyes on her blood

(End of this chapter)