The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me-Chapter 429
Chapter 429: Aunt Xiaojun ππ§π¦π¦weπ£π£π°ππ²l.com
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Wen Qiao hugged her mother. Iβm so happy. From now on, my mother has someone to love her. π§πeππ€eππoπ«ππ‘.ππ¨ο½
βSilly child, donβt cry.β
βWhoβs crying? Iβm not crying.β
The other person who was crying was Auntie Xiaojun, who was also her motherβs best friend. She was a good person who had given them a house to live in during their most difficult times.
Since Su Yun was getting married, she naturally had to come back from abroad.
Auntie Xiaojun came from a well-off family. She had been sent to Country M by the company, where she met her husband and stayed in new York.
She was also in her early forties, but she took good care of herself. She had short hair, a cool and neat look, fair skin, and a westernized look.
Only after the guests had left did she have the time to talk to them.
She held Wen Qiaoβs hand and said, β Auntie has been busy all these years. I didnβt have time to come back to see you. Qiaoqiao is really getting prettier. Do you have a boyfriend? β Auntie has a nephew who is tall and handsome. What do you think? Do you want to consider it?β
Su Yun smiled and held her hand. Qiaoqiao, youβre so capable. You already have a boyfriend.
Auntie Xiaojun was vexed. ah, thatβs true. Qiaoqiao is so pretty. She must have many suitors.
Wen Qiao smiled. then you guys can continue talking. I wonβt disturb you anymore. But, hurry up and donβt let uncle Ji wait too long.
βYou child,β Su Yun pretended to be angry.
Wen Qiao hurriedly sneaked out.
Wen Qiao and her two younger brothers were standing in the courtyard outside the window. They could vaguely hear the cries of their mother and Auntie Xiaojun.
Speaking of the past, speaking of those sad and dark years, who wouldnβt be moved? Who wouldnβt cry?
At dusk, Auntie Xiaojun and the siblings sent their mother to uncle Jiβs house.
It was only four households away, a distance that could be reached with a lift of oneβs foot.
Uncle Ji smiled at Auntie Xiaojun. thank you for lending them the house. Otherwise, I wouldnβt have known Su Yun.
you have to treat her well, β Auntie Xiaojun said seriously. otherwise, I wonβt let you off.
Wen Qiao thought of her Youyou. She and her mother were both lucky to have met the best friends in the world.
βI will,β Ji Mingyuan replied solemnly.
Wen Qiao sent Auntie Xiaojun to the car, then passed her a bank card. aunty Xiaojun, Iβve earned some money. Take it that weβve bought this house. You can keep this for now. Iβll transfer the money to you later.
Auntie Xiaojun rubbed her head and said,βlittle girl, you think youβre so great just because youβve earned some money? Do you think Auntie is someone who needs your money?β
Wen Qiao stubbornly said,βI know youβre rich, but Huahua ...β
Auntie Xiaojun gave her a hug. silly child. I donβt want your money. Just take it as a wedding gift for your mother. Hmm? β All these years, our Qiaoqiao has suffered the most. Auntie knows that your mother can be a little weak at times. You are the one who supported this family and protected your brother. What Auntie can do is very insignificant. Just accept this house, okay?β
Tears welled up in Wen Qiaoβs eyes. A scumbag father in exchange for such a sincere and good person, it was worth it.
βThank you, Auntie Xiaojun.β
Auntie Xiaojun hugged Wen Qiao. Iβve discussed it with your uncle. Iβll be returning to Haicheng to focus on my work soon. Weβll be able to meet more often then.
After Wen Qiao watched aunt Xiaojun leave, she went to uncle Jiβs house with Wen Chi and Wen mo and told uncle Ji that they would often come over for free meals in the future. Uncle Ji said that he was afraid that they wouldnβt come.
After leaving uncle Jiβs house, she walked along the long alley filled with memories back home.
