Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

At seven o'clock in the morning, it was raining outside, Wen Qiao and the others had classes at ten o'clock, the curtains were drawn, the room was dark, and the four of them slept in the dark.

Lu Youyou muttered: "Whoever goes to the cafeteria to buy breakfast, bring one for me."

Wen Qiao woke up and struggled to sit up: "I'll go buy it, what do you want to eat?"

Chunxiao poked her head out: "Potato pancakes."

Lin Xiang stretched out her hand: "I'll be with you."

"No, I'll buy it for you."

Wen Qiao wore a hoodie, buttoned up the hat, and took a meal card. She didn't even bring an umbrella. She was like a boy, not so proud.

As soon as he left the dormitory building, he saw a bright yellow Porsche trotting downstairs, and it was Shang Fan who got out of the car.

Unlike the complicated and gorgeous stage singing costume he wore in the last performance, today he is wearing a white T-shirt with a blue and white striped shirt on top, and washed white jeans on his lower body, which is very refreshing for a big boy.

Seeing Wen Qiao, he immediately walked up to him with a smile.

Shang Fan had a cheerful personality and was familiar with him. He felt that he had worked with Wen Qiao before, so he must be considered a friend, so he wanted to hug Wen Qiao when he came up.

'Don't hug others', Fu Nanli's exhortation still rings in my ears.

Just when Shang Fan opened his arms to hug her, Wen Qiao pressed his shoulder and fell firmly over his shoulder.

The top-notch, explosive Shang Da male god was thrown to the ground by Wen Qiao just like that.

Even though it was a rainy morning, it still attracted the attention of many people. Many girls exclaimed and took out their mobile phones to take videos.

Shang Fan's expression was painful, Wen Qiao just gave the people on the ground a condescending look, and then entered the cafeteria without looking back.

Shangfan: ...

Ah, this little fairy is so strong, he likes it.

When Wen Qiao returned to the dormitory with a big bag of breakfast, she heard Lu Youyou's terrifying roar.

"Qiao Qiao, you... did you beat Shang Fan?"

Wen Qiao shared their breakfasts with them, took a sip of a bag of soy milk, "Yeah."

"Why?"

Wen Qiao didn't care and said, "He wanted to hug me. Fu Nanli didn't like me hugging other men, so I threw him."

Lu Youyou: "Emm, there's no need to throw him, right?"

"Instinctive reaction, I won't do it next time."

Lin Xiang and Chun Xiao ate melons in silence.

Lu Youyou said worriedly: "Shang Fan is top-notch, and his fans are crazy. I'm afraid many people will trouble you with your actions."

Wen Qiao: "That's better than making Fu Nanli unhappy."

She is not afraid of being an enemy of thousands of people, but she is afraid that Fu Nanli will be unhappy.

Lu Youyou crawled onto her bed, looked at her ambiguously, and whispered, "Did you really fall in love?"

Wen Qiao's fingers trembled, and she lowered her eyes, "Don't talk nonsense, but no matter what, I'm his girlfriend now, he treats me well, and I should please him."

Lu Youyou swiped her phone: "It's a bit strange, according to Shangfan's traffic, being thrown over the shoulder by someone is easy to be on the trending searches, but it hasn't been on the trending searches, it seems that someone spent money to push the trending searches. "

Wen Qiao leaned over and took a look, "Oh."

"I heard that Shang Fan airborne the fan group, so let them stop fermenting this matter. His big fans are very powerful, and the small fans are very restrained and disciplined."

Wen Qiao still responded flatly, "Oh."

"I was worried just now that fans would flesh you out and trouble you. It seems that Shang Fan and I want to go together. He is quite prepared for a rainy day, eh? He was thrown by you, why is he still so kind to you?"