Chapter 1187
The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me
He was envious
However, Wen Qiao was only worried about Xia Bo. She was worried that he would use such radical means to fight to the death on the battlefield and never be able to compete again.
âIâm not blaming you. Howâs your hand? What did the doctor say?â
Brother Dong shook his head. I wonât be able to compete in the future. Gu Xiao will definitely be in next yearâs competition.
Wen Qiao tutted,âXia Bo, is there a need to be like this? Iâve repeatedly told you to practice slowly, donât work so hard.â
Xia Bo was in so much pain that he was sweating profusely. but sister Qiao, if I didnât work so hard, I wouldnât even be qualified to go on stage. I also canât tolerate myself standing on the stage of the Grand Finals with that kind of standard. I feel that itâs good to go all out. The final result is what I want. Even if I only win once and win the championship once, I feel that itâs enough. The future will depend on Gu Xiao.
Wen Chi rubbed his head. why didnât you tell me? â
Xia Bo chuckled,âIâm afraid you wonât let me go on stage.â &Nbsp;
The atmosphere in the car was a little heavy, and Xia Bo tried to liven it up. âWhy are you all so depressed? We just won the championship.â
Wen Qiao sighed in her heart. then you should go for treatment first. Letâs see what the doctor says about the rest. If you can compete, then do it. If you canât, then just be an entertainment streamer. The Federation will always take care of you.
âThank you, sister Qiao.â Xia Bo smiled brightly.
Hmph! Wen Chi scoffed softly. why do I have such a foolish brother like you? â
The few of them quarreled noisily, and the atmosphere returned to normal.
Fu Nanli whispered into her ear, â itâs his own choice. Everyone has to give and take. He probably thought about it for a long time and finally chose this method. At least heâs let it go. Although itâs very short, he feels that itâs very meaningful. You donât have to be too conflicted.
Fu Nanli was always able to clear her doubts and answer her questions with short and concise words. It wouldnât be an exaggeration to say that he was her life mentor.
After hearing his words, Wen Qiao always felt relieved.
Thatâs right, it was Xia Boâs own choice. She didnât need to feel pity for him.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
When they returned to the club, Xia Bo said to Gu Xiao, â âItâs all up to you next year. Iâm probably going to retire soon.â
Gu Xiao did not know what to say. He was not good at comforting others.
Xia Bo patted his shoulder and said,âbe happy.â &Nbsp;
When Wen Qiao left, the boys were still in the activity room on the second floor of the club. She sat in the car and smiled, the autumn evening wind seemed to have warmed up.
Two days later, it was the fu familyâs old masterâs birthday, and all the important people in the city would attend. The entertainment and finance media reporters had long been waiting at the foot of the mountain.
They were definitely not allowed to go up to the villa, but if they stayed at the foot of the mountain, they might be able to catch a glimpse of the Grand occasion. They might even be able to interview some big shots.
Although the banquet hadnât started yet, the news had already been broadcasted on the internet.
So-and-so rich manâs head brought a mistress, so-and-so brought an illegitimate child, and so-and-soâs ex-wife married into a new rich family. Tonight, they would definitely meet a gigolo who lived off a woman with a rich woman.
In short, tonight was destined to be a dazzling night, but it was also destined to be full of gossip.
After the competition ended, the members of the af club got a long holiday. Gu Xiao was staying at his grandmotherâs house. The autumn sun shone through the shade of the trees outside the window into the room. He was sitting in front of his desk with a laptop in front of him. He was holding the mouse in his hand and clicking on the front page.
#Old master Fuâs birthday, a gathering of celebrities #