The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me-Chapter 546

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Back then. the ye family and the fu family were in conflict ... The business marriage did not seem to be very pleasant.

With her poor family background and her familyโ€™s medical history, Wen Qiao would definitely not be able to catch Grandpa Fuโ€™s eye.

He Yan smiled at uncle li. let Grandpa Fu know that I still have things to do. I wonโ€™t be staying for lunch. ๐’‡๐—ฟ๐™šโ„ฏ๐‘คโ„ฏ๐‘๐’๐‘œัตe๐™ก.c๐จ๏ฝ

The old manโ€™s bedroom was on the second floor. Uncle li went to knock on the door and found no one inside. He went to the third floor and found that the door to Sirโ€™s study was open. Uncle Liโ€™s heart skipped a beat. The old man was afraid of missing people when he saw an object and would never come to the study on the third floor.

The old man reached out and gently stroked the photo frame on the table with a sad expression.

Uncle li stood at the door, unable to move.

โ€œDo you know why xianyuan committed suicide back then?โ€

Uncle Liโ€™s heart trembled. This was a taboo topic in the fu family. He had passed away abroad back then, and no one had dared to ask about it. He was just a Butler, and he had no right or position to care about the ownerโ€™s Affairs.

โ€œI donโ€™t know,โ€ Uncle li answered honestly.

Fu huaiyong closed the photo frame in his hand, his eyes slightly red.โ€Heโ€™s got depression,โ€

Uncle li was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say.

I still donโ€™t understand why he would have depression. Heโ€™s such a proud Son of Heaven who doesnโ€™t lack anything. How could he have depression? โ€

Uncle li didnโ€™t dare to say anything. Sir had always been unhappy. Back then, he didnโ€™t disobey the old man and went to study business, but he never gave up on his violin practice. After graduating from university, he didnโ€™t work in the company.

For this reason, the father and son always had quarrels.

The old man had a completely different attitude towards his son and his grandson. He was very strict with his son.

Because of this, teacher had been very depressed.

But could he say these words to the old master? The loss of his son had already made him so miserable that he wished he was dead. If he was blamed for his sonโ€™s death, the old man would probably not be able to stand it.

โ€œMy condolences. So many years have passed. Perhaps Sir has already reincarnated into a good family. Donโ€™t be too sad.โ€

thatโ€™s why I canโ€™t let Nan Li be with that child with a genetic defect.

Uncle li didnโ€™t dare to reply.

โ€œWhat if they give birth to a defective child?โ€

Uncle li comforted him. weโ€™re not at that stage yet. Perhaps young master will only be dating that little girl for a while. They might not get married soon. Old master, you donโ€™t have to tell young master about this. Otherwise, the two of them might end up in an unpleasant situation.

Fu huaiyongโ€™s expression was grave. sheโ€™s also 29 years old. She shouldโ€™ve gotten married long ago. What do you think of Xiaoyan? โ€ Our family and the he family know each other very well. Little Yan is very suitable for our Nanli in all aspects.โ€

โ€œWeโ€™ll have to see what the young master thinks about this,โ€ uncle Li said after some deliberation.

โ€œIโ€™m doing this for the good of my Nanli,โ€ Fu huaiyong replied.

Uncle li could only sigh in his heart.

It had only been four days when Fu Nanli rushed back from nanbin Island. After Wen Qiao received his call, she went to his apartment. The moment she arrived at his house, she saw his bodyguards dragging their luggage. Fu Nanliโ€™s eyes were ashen. It was obvious that he had been working non-stop for the past few days and was in too much of a hurry. It was because of her damn period that it was shortened to seven days, so he was worried.

โ€œYou didnโ€™t have to rush back.โ€ Wen Qiaoโ€™s heart ached for him.

Fu Nanli removed his tie with one hand and unbuttoned two buttons of his shirt. His phone rang, and Wen Qiao dragged him to the living room.

It was uncle Liโ€™s voice on the other end. He lowered his voice and said sneakily, โ€ โ€œYoung master.โ€