The Boss Lost His Memory And Only Remembers Me

Chapter 16: Wen Qiao? Is she worthy?

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Wen Qiao would be made to laugh every time by this "Miss Bai Lian".

Fifty thousand yuan

And she also needs to apologize to Wen Jianmin

Miss Bai Lian probably thinks she is a great philanthropist and that she is very adept at the job of Pacific Police.

Lu Youyou was furious. She snatched the UnionPay card from Xu Lu's hand and smashed it in her face. "Wen Jianmin easily spent 200,000 yuan to buy a piano for your stepdaughter. Who are you going to waste with these 50,000 yuan? Are you still feeling self-satisfied? Take your 50,000 yuan and get out of here. If you dare to insult Qiao Qiao again, I don't mind giving you a demerit on this graduation day!"

After saying that, he began to roll up his sleeves.

Xu Lu picked up the UnionPay card on the ground with grievance, and said with red eyes: "I have good intentions. Besides, Uncle Wen wants to buy me a piano, it's all his own will. I didn't force him. How can you blame me for this? Wen Qiao, aren't we friends?"

Wen Qiao looked at her coldly. Xu Lu was a seemingly non-aggressive person with superb skills. In her previous life, she had no defense against Xu Lu's deliberate approach, and she even listened to her brainwashing and did not go to college.

Now it seems that Xu Lu had bad intentions when he approached her from the beginning, and she was just deceived by that harmless face.

"We have never been friends." Wen Qiao's voice was so cold that Xu Lu was a little scared.

"So, stop pretending to be a nice person in front of me and disgusting me. Do you understand? This is a matter between me and my dad. You are an outsider, so don't get involved."

"What's wrong?" The boy standing behind Xu Lu was called Zhuang Yan.

Zhuang Yan is handsome, comes from a wealthy family, has excellent grades, and is a prominent figure in No. 9 Middle School.

Wen Qiao was seventeen or eighteen years old and was just beginning to fall in love. Xu Lu encouraged her to write a love letter, and she wrote it carefully with her true feelings.

A girl as beautiful as Wen Qiao, who was almost coquettish, had always had a bad reputation in high school. Even though she had never been in a relationship, many rumors had spread about her, including "improper private life" and "chaotic work style".

Zhuang Yan knew her from rumors, and he made a final judgment on her, believing that she was that kind of person. In response to her liking for him, he coldly said:

'Wen Qiao? Is she worthy?'

Then he threw her love letter into the trash can.

Some people with bad intentions dug out her love letters and posted them on the school bulletin board. Every word full of emotion written by the girl became a weapon for those people to hurt her, and Wen Qiao could not escape the ridicule wherever she went.

The love letter she wrote in her second year of high school made her the target of ridicule from the entire school for a whole year.

She became the biggest laughing stock in No. 9 Middle School.

Looking back now, the boy was tall and handsome, but so heartless. How could she be so sad for a whole year because of such a heartless person

It's not worth it.

When Xu Lu saw Zhuang Yan, tears welled up in her eyes. Lu Youyou sneered, "Why are you applying to the Central Conservatory of Music? You might as well go to the Central Academy of Drama. Don't waste such good acting skills."

Xu Lu plays the piano and Zhuang Yan plays the violin. Whenever there is any activity in the school, the two of them perform together.

Everyone thinks they are a perfect match.

Xu Lu quickly wiped her tears: "I'm fine, I'm fine, it's none of Wen Qiao's business."

If it were in the past, Wen Qiao would have been eager to explain because she was worried that Zhuang Yan would misunderstand her. But now, she was calm and thought that a misunderstanding was a misunderstanding and she no longer cared about Zhuang Yan's opinion.

Lu Youyou sneered: "Stop crying, is the inner eyeliner waterproof? Your makeup is going to get smudged."

Zhuang Yan frowned and glanced at Wen Qiao's face. Wen Qiao took Lu Youyou's arm indifferently and said, "Let's go."

(End of this chapter)