Now, her only hope is that Fu Nanli will recover his memory.
She firmly believed that Wen Qiao was not Fu Nanli's girlfriend at all, but she didn't know how that girl could have the ability to forge records and deceive Fu Nanli.
Everything will fall apart once Fu Nanli regains his memory.
He Qian also went to the hospital where Fu Nanli had been hospitalized after the car accident, found the attending physician at the time, and asked about Fu Nanli's amnesia.
"I want to know, is it possible to restore memory with that kind of amnesia?"
The doctor pushed up his glasses and said solemnly, "I checked similar cases around the world. More than 70% of the patients recovered their memories."
He Qian felt relieved.
I hope it can recover.
"But the time frame is uncertain. Some patients may recover in a few months, while others may take decades."
He Qian's eyes were firm: "He is a man with a strong will. I believe that he will be able to recover his memory soon."
The day Fu Nanli regained his memory was the day Wen Qiao's true form would be revealed. She was waiting for that day to see how that liar would be despised by everyone and thrown away by Fu Nanli.
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Fu Nanli naturally also received the news that his mother went to look for Wen Qiao, and immediately called Wen Qiao.
At that time, he had just finished a flight to Helsinki and was exhausted from the long journey. He should have taken a nap on the sofa in the office, but he couldn't help but worry about her and hurried back to the apartment on Shuying Road.
Wen Qiao arrived first. He had the access card for the downstairs building and she also had the password for the upstairs door. She also bought some ingredients to make dinner for him.
She could do everything except cooking. She made borscht according to the recipe, but the carrots were cut in a way that was unbearable to look at. It didn't look good, but she took a bite and at least it tasted okay.
There was a lot of bubbling in the kitchen, and she didn't even hear the door closing. When the man put his arms around her waist from behind, she felt as if she had long been accustomed to his height, body temperature and physical contact. This kind of physical habit and dependence was the most difficult to resist.
"Cooking?"
"Well, okay, just one dish. I just learned it. I'll learn more in the future, ok?"
"You don't need to learn. There are servants."
He reached out to turn off the fire and pulled her into the living room.
Wen Qiao saw that he looked a little tired. He heard that a new route had been opened to Helsinki, Finland. Finland is close to Iceland, so domestic tourists choose to fly to Finland and then transfer to Iceland.
And he has to train a new captain in Munich, so his workload is much greater than before.
"You should have rested at the airport. Why did you rush back?"
Fu Nanli stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead: "My mother came to find you, right?"
Wen Qiao was wondering whether he should say it.
"What did she tell you?" Obviously he had received the exact news, and there was no need to hide it.
"Your mother is very nice. Let me treat you well."
It does break some of the inherent prejudices people have against wealthy families.
Fu Nanli was obviously relieved and reached out to rub her hair: "Even if someone says something unpleasant, don't take it to heart, understand?"
Wen Qiao nodded: "Okay."
The next day, Fu Nanli, who had a rare day off, took Wen Qiao to Xiaotangshan, where Fu Cheng had organized a party. He said that he had just got a good bottle of wine and invited everyone to go and taste it.
In the private room, Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao arrived late, and there were still the same people at the table.
Fu Cheng and Fu Chuan, He Jun and He Yan, as well as Fu Nanli and Wen Qiao.
(End of this chapter)