The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me

Chapter 52

Who Else Could It Be?

Wen Qiao’s face turned visibly red, and a deep flush slowly emanated to her ears down to her neck.

At the same time, there was a slight displeasure in Fu Nanli’s gaze at Xu Shen. “Who else could it be?”

Panicking, Wen Qiao hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth as she hissed, “Shut up!”

He Qian, who nearly sliced the tray apart, set down her knife and fork and bit her lips. “I’m full. You guys carry on eating.”

With that, she ran off.

Those at the adjacent table didn’t dare to talk indiscreetly anymore, so they finished the rest of their breakfast in silence.

Only then did Wen Qiao let go and cast Fu Nanli a mournful look. However, the latter didn’t seem to feel that he had said anything wrong.

Since they were only staying a day in Munich, they didn’t go too far away and merely shopped around in the city.

They were due to depart at 4 am the next day. The crew waited at the hotel entrance, and shortly after, they saw the person in their captain’s arms yawning constantly. With one arm circled around her, the captain pushed two luggages with the other hand, looking every part the dutiful boyfriend.

…

Ocean City was surrounded by seas on three sides, and the remaining side was a small mountain. It rained a lot in the summer. When the plane arrived in Ocean City it was 9 pm, and there was quite a heavy downpour outside.

With the cockpit controls fully lit up, the lights from the controls and the night scenery reflected upon Fu Nanli’s face.

There was a red dot on the controls radar that was blinking slightly, indicating there was lightning hidden in the cumulus clouds. With a solemn expression, he made a mental note to avoid the lightning when the plane touched down.

“Tower, D1005, requesting permission to land. Control tower, please advise…”

As rain could lower visibility, the airport’s navigation lights were especially important, as they served as a visual reference.

Slowly but surely, the plane landed, and only finally came to a halt after gliding for some time.

Captain Cheng smiled. “Actually I feel that such an assessment is unnecessary for Captain Fu. It’s just that it’s a rule stipulated by the Aviation Administration, and we have no choice but to abide by it.”

Fu Nanli nodded. “I understand and will abide by the rules.”

The duo left the cockpit. Wen Qiao, who was dozing off, suddenly jolted awake sensing a vibration from her phone. She whipped it out and glanced at it.

It was a notification informing her that two million yuan had been credited into her account.

All of a sudden she didn’t feel sleepy anymore.

When Fu Nanli came over, he saw her hugging her phone to her chest as she sat in her seat, looking ecstatic.

“We’ve arrived.” Standing behind her, he stroked her head with affection.

When Wen Qiao looked up, she saw that it was him and leaped up, circling her arms around his neck and revealing her true sentiments. She declared excitedly, “I did it!”

Upon hearing the commotion, He Qian turned her head. She was so furious that she couldn’t even keep her footing steady and twisted her ankle. It hurt so badly that she couldn’t stop the moan from coming out of her lips. Too bad Fu Nanli wouldn’t even cast a glance in her direction.

Zhao Yuan quickly helped her up. “Did you twist your ankle? Hurry up and go to the hospital for a checkup.”

In her sorry state, He Qian was helped off the plane.

Meanwhile, Fu Nanli gently caressed Wen Qiao’s back. “What did you do?”

Only then did Wen Qiao realize that the two of them were so… intimately positioned. She wanted to retreat, but the man held her in place by her waist.

“Err… I just achieved something at school.”

In front of Fu Nanli, she truly did not wish to talk about money, for he was the sort of person who didn’t even blink when blowing 3.2 billion USD on something. If she complained of a lack of money, the rich young master would surely transfer money to her. If that should happen, their ties would become even more entangled, so how could she let that happen?

It was raining quite heavily outside. Fu Nanli picked one of the spare big black umbrellas next to the cabin door and descended the ramp together with her.

The rainwater fell upon his captain’s uniform. As he had a broad chest, he was able to fend off the wind and rain for her. Being held in his arms, Wen Qiao felt a surreal sense of security.

And even, a sense of reliance.

She felt panicked at having such thoughts.

She was a fraud through and through.

One day the truth would come to light. What right did she have to cling onto him?

…

Having rained heavily for an entire day, the car stopped at the alleyway entrance of Shuying Road. Just as Wen Qiao was about to get out of the car, her wrist was being grabbed by the man—

“Come with me to Spring Hill Country Club this weekend.”