Chapter 113： Feel like an old couple

Name：Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me) Author：Dingjia Tree
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Chapter 113 feels like an old couple

The atmosphere has long been destroyed, and Fu Nanli's mood is visible to the naked eye.

Wenqiao took him back to the living room and helped him tune the TV: "What channel do you like to watch?"

"Documentary Channel? Scientists, Feynman, your English name is Feynman, you might like it."

On a rainy night, he was watching a documentary, and she was circled by a man swiping her phone in his arms.

Wen Qiao panicked with an illusion that he was already an old husband and wife.

"Ah yes, that two million..."

"Yeah." He responded softly.

"Too much, I don't need so much pocket money."

"It's not a lot of money, you take the flower and tell me when you are done."

Wen Qiao: "...Isn't this big money? I can't ask for it, I'll transfer it to you."

"Good, obedient." He touched the top of her hair.

His attention is still on TV, he really feels that two million is nothing, and his tone is slightly perfunctory.

Wen Qiao:...

too difficult.

Don't dare to act rashly, spend him on him, and they turn around and give you four million, save it, and wait for the Dongchuang incident someday and return it to him intact.

Fu Nanli wasn't going to force her to do what she didn't want to do. He also slept in the master bedroom that night, and she slept in the guest room.

A wall was separated, he slept very close to her, Wen Qiao put his arm on the pillow, tossing and turning, and fell asleep for a long time.

Regarding the composer of [Jingzhe], many of Yangyin's students asked Xu Lu for verification and asked if it was her.

Xu Lu only replied, "Don't ask, please? I just want to study hard and be a low-key student'.

This is undoubtedly implying that others ‘yes, I am the composer of the shock, but because I am low-key, so don’t disturb my life’.

Zhao Tong was happiest: "Lulu, it's really you? I knew it was you. You also wrote the song you played at the sophomore year party. Lulu, you are so talented!"

Xu Lu smiled reluctantly.

Wen Qiao helped her compose the song for the Student Day Party. Only she and Wen Qiao knew about this.

Mentioned again, she was a little guilty.

"Tongtong, okay, don't talk about it, I don't like being pushy."

When Wen Qiao returned to school, several media cars were parked at the gate, and a group of reporters smoked and chatted around the car.

When I saw Wen Qiao, there was a commotion among the reporters. Several reporters who were waiting for Mu Yue until they were impatient wanted to get in, but Lu Youyou blocked them.

The reporters sighed with excitement, this girl student is very beautiful, can't interview Mu Yue, so it's not a bad idea to interview a school flower or something.

Wen Qiao took the yogurt in his hand and walked to the campus while drinking.

Suddenly, I don't know who shouted: "Mu Yue has come out, come out."

Wen Qiao: ...?

Looking up, Xu Lu appeared at the gate of the school in dress, with Zhao Tong proud.

Lu You You curled his lips: "Shang Fan said, Mu Yue is low-key and low-key. Xu Lu, this guy, can't wait to come out in a small dress. Is this low-key? These reporters have no brains?"

The reporter who was still paying attention to Wen Qiao rushed to Xu Lu's side.

Beautiful girls are the same;

Talented girls are rare.

Wen Qiao leaned on the banyan tree trunk in front of the school, drinking yogurt while watching Xu Lu pretending to be arrogant, a little like to laugh.

"Teacher Mu Yue, you are Teacher Mu Yue, right?"

Zhao Tong acted as her bodyguard: "Sorry, we just want to go out for breakfast."

(End of this chapter)