The Boss Lost His Memory And Only Remembers Me

Chapter 178: Will be back on time

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He must meet her after he comes back tomorrow, otherwise he will have to go to Shaocheng to celebrate his grandmother's birthday, and who knows how many days it will take.

The next day, Wen Qiao and her friends were rehearsing in the Minyue Building. They had no classes that afternoon, so they all stayed there.

Because he was too focused on rehearsal, Wen Qiao didn't look at his phone the whole time.

It was not until the evening that I picked up my phone and saw three missed calls and a WeChat message at four o'clock in the afternoon, all from Fu Nanli.

Wen Qiao quickly opened WeChat [After getting off the plane, the old lady called and said she missed us very much. Ji Xianzheng and I went directly to Shaocheng. See you when you come back]

Wen Qiao's hands trembled.

In Fu Nanli's eyes, delaying the meeting for a few more days was not a big deal.

But for Yu Wenqiao, it has been the eighth day, and there are five days left. She must see Fu Nanli. Five days are so short that she feels a sense of crisis.

She quickly sent a message to Fu Nanli [How many days have you been in Shaocheng?]

The message was quickly replied [three days]

Wen Qiao felt relieved a little, thinking that three days would be fine.

[You must come back in three days. I miss you]

In the evening, Fu Nanli and Ji Xianzheng sat in the back row together. In the dim light, Ji Xianzheng accidentally saw his message and raised his eyebrows: "Very clingy."

Fu Nanli responded perfunctorily and focused on replying to Wen Qiao's message: "I will be back on time."

After putting down the phone, Ji Xianzheng was still looking at him. Fu Nanli said with a sigh: "What are you looking at?"

Ji Xianzheng chuckled: "I never thought that you would be in this style when it comes to dating."

"What style?"

"The style of pampering children to no limit."

"Really? I don't think so."

"I heard that some time ago, they bought No. 9 Middle School, and the profit of No. 9 Middle School is very limited."

Fu Nanli raised his eyebrows, "Just think of it as charity. A good social reputation will help other businesses, right?"

"You are not some philanthropist."

"It wasn't before, but it is now."

Ji Xianzheng lit a cigarette and slowly blew out smoke rings: "How is the Fu Jiang incident going?"

Fu Nanli leaned back in his chair and pressed his brows. "Fu Jiang is not the only one in the Fu family who covets Tianhuan. Fu Jiang is not to be feared. The others hiding in the dark are worth worrying about."

"If the enemy comes, we will stop him; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. Don't worry too much."

Fu Nanli lowered his eyes slightly. He had a weak spot around him and he couldn't help but worry.

Shaocheng is located south of Haicheng, a mountain city. The old lady has a holiday villa in the mountains, and the birthday party was held in the mountains.

The scenery of the Chinese-style garden villa is beautiful and elegant, but the only drawback is that the signal is not very good.

The old lady is eighty years old this year, with a head full of silver hair, a graceful temperament and a kind face. Among all her grandchildren, she dotes on Fu Nanli the most. After all, Fu Nanli is the only one who inherited his grandfather's legacy.

When the old lady saw Fu Nanli, she couldn't stop smiling: "Nanli, come here."

Fu Nanli walked up to the old lady and handed her the red velvet box: "Grandma, this is your birthday present."

The old lady opened the box, her eyes lit up, "Where... where did you get this?"

It is an ordinary-looking gold bracelet.

The old lady was so excited because this gold bracelet was a dowry from her parents when she got married.

The old lady was born during the Republic of China and came from a wealthy family in Shaocheng. The craftsmanship of this gold bracelet was extremely complicated. After she married into the Ye family, she moved to several places and accidentally lost the bracelet.

"I found an old craftsman and showed him a photo. He copied the picture and made this gold bracelet."

The old lady's eyes welled up with tears: "You are so thoughtful."

(End of this chapter)