In Ye Minqiu's study on the second floor, Fu Nanli pushed the door open and walked in. Ye Minqiu put down the pen in his hand heavily: "Are you my son?"
Fu Nanli walked to the sofa nearby and sat down lazily: "To be honest, your personality is indeed very different from mine. Perhaps..."
Ye Minqiu slammed the table and said, "You're really excited. I was pregnant for ten months, vomited for four months, and was in pain for eight hours. In the end, the doctor told me that you were born by caesarean section. Are you so heartless, you little brat?"
Fu Nanli was helpless: "I was just following your words, why are you blaming me again?"
Now he has more patience with his mother, because this seemingly strong and optimistic woman seems to have suffered a lot of unknown hardships.
He wanted to feel sorry for her, but he didn't know how to start.
"That's not what I'm talking about. Did you lose your memory during the car accident?"
Fu Nanli's hand, which was about to take the cup from the round table next to the sofa, paused slightly.
In fact, among the people in the wealthy circle, the elders and the younger generations can hardly communicate with each other and rarely have any intersection.
So even though many people in his circle knew that he had lost his memory, he never worried that his family would find out.
I didn’t want my family to know before because I was afraid they would worry;
Later, I didn’t want them to know because I was worried that the little liar’s clumsy lies would be discovered by his family.
"I had temporary amnesia. The relationships between the characters were a little confusing. I still remembered most of the things, but my memory recovered after a short while. It's not worth talking about."
Ye Minqiu walked up to him and said, "When you lost your memory, if someone lied to you, could you tell?"
At this point, it was clear that someone had said something to his mother.
"What do you think?"
There was a mysterious smile on his face, and he looked at his mother calmly, his words were ambiguous.
Ye Minqiu cursed "fox" in her heart. Her son was really an old fox. Why did he give the right to speak to her
Ye Minqiu stroked his chin: "If I were you, and I lost my memory, and a little girl as pretty as a doll told me that she was my girlfriend, I wouldn't be able to bear it. I would just want to tie the little girl to my side as soon as possible. What about you?"
Masters fight each other in a battlefield without the smoke of gunpowder.
Fu Nanli chuckled and didn't intend to play dumb with her: "Don't let the old man know about this."
Ye Minqiu sighed softly: "Did you really get cheated?"
Fu Nanli nodded after careful consideration: "Yes."
Ye Minqiu's eyes widened, and it took her a long time to come back to her senses: "So is she interested in your face or your family property?"
"What do you think?"
Ye Minqiu already wanted to domestic violence her own son, "Are you done yet?"
"You have come into contact with her. Do you think she is a money-grubbing person?"
Ye Minqiu raised her eyebrows: "It's hard to say. I've only seen her twice. Later, some people protected the girl like a treasure. We couldn't see her even if we wanted to. We only met her twice. I can't tell whether the girl is a greedy person or not."
"Well, don't worry, she was attracted by your son's face, so after saving me, she lied and said she was my girlfriend."
He spoke seriously and Ye Minqiu had to believe him. After all, her first impression of Wen Qiao was very good. She was a girl who was neither humble nor arrogant. Moreover, if she was really greedy for money, Nan Li would not forgive her after he recovered his memory.
And now, Nan Li has recovered his memory and the two are still together, which means that the girl was indeed attracted by his handsome face at the beginning. The girl is very brave.
(End of this chapter)